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[personal profile] peripheries 2025-03-28 03:19 am (UTC)(link)
How do you know-? You don't know anything about me.

[He gets frustrated, trying to set but then stops, coughing up a black tinged blood before collapsing onto the bed, wheezing. Once the fit stops, his response is flat-]

We were mages. And I took a test and failed. So a demon made its home in my heart.
peripheries: (:()

[personal profile] peripheries 2025-03-28 03:43 am (UTC)(link)
[He just stares at Laurence for a little bit, trying to understand the concern here when he so often feels like he's an annoyance. But he has no one else to talk to right now and his fever is burning so hot the world around him is buzzing. He doesn't want Laurence to be sorry for him. Not after what he did.]

He was there. He was there and I... I killed him.

[He coughs again but thankfully avoids being sick.]
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[personal profile] peripheries 2025-03-28 03:54 am (UTC)(link)
[He just raises his bandaged mangled hand to cover his face to try and hide his face. Even if only one eye can visibly cry.]

Anders.
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[personal profile] peripheries 2025-03-28 04:15 am (UTC)(link)
[His skin is cold and clammy and he flinches at the touch, a little gasp that becomes a cough. He settles down after. ]

I know. I know he's done. But it's that I did it. No one made me, I just did it. I still see his face. He looked terrified.
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[personal profile] peripheries 2025-03-28 04:46 am (UTC)(link)
[well he doesn't want Laurence to pull away. Not really. He's just so afraid of hurting him and maybe a little surprised he's trying at all.]

It felt so real. Some part of it must have been.

[he lifts his broken arm.]
peripheries: (dude... she's in a coma)

[personal profile] peripheries 2025-03-28 02:33 pm (UTC)(link)
Yeah.

[That's been his life since the day he was born. He's just tired.]
peripheries: (buddy they wont even let me fuck it)

[personal profile] peripheries 2025-03-28 03:14 pm (UTC)(link)
I'll be fine. I just need to rest here. I don't mind being miserable.

[If it fixes him, it fixes the demon inside him. If he is injured, so is the demon... It's lurking there, out of the corner of his eye. No one seems to believe him but he can hear it whisper. Doesn't help that he's got a high enough fever to seem like its just all delirious rambling.]
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[personal profile] peripheries 2025-03-28 04:10 pm (UTC)(link)
What does it matter to you?

[He's just tired, even just coughing is exhausting. Like his inner spark as been stomped out.]