skinstitch: (pic#16412135)
失敗作 ([personal profile] skinstitch) wrote in [personal profile] loosestrifes 2024-06-30 10:13 pm (UTC)

( for a moment, he wonders if it's some sort of possession--a little hilarious to think it, all things considered, but he's still not convinced that this isn't some weird kind of occult magic or something bizarre like that. what would even possess him, the spirit of the resort itself? believing that the whole thing has a soul is one thing, but going this far would be something else entirely: and someone like that stupid j guy would probably know about that kind of thing, and would have at least teased some kind of information. still, it's undeniable that esikko slumps forward like he's suddenly unconscious; with a discerning eye, he waits to see what might happen.

at the very least, it's not very long. life breathes back into him, and with it, comes the end of the magic show--at least as much as he can assume. blood spatters, flecks of it staining his hoodie, flinched onto his thighs, but it doesn't bother him; it's not the first time he's been covered in blood that probably doesn't belong to him.

with a slight wince, he lifts up a hand again. )


Slow down. You can write it later.

( his fingers bodily pull esikko's hand away from his nose, just so he can see the damage--with a click of his tongue, playfully annoyed, he reaches in to pinch his nose himself. )

Put your head forward. Breathe through your mouth. Slow.

( this is getting esikko's blood all over him, too, but he doesn't care. )

Post a comment in response:

This account has disabled anonymous posting.
If you don't have an account you can create one now.
HTML doesn't work in the subject.
More info about formatting