[log] Event: Howl [open]

[snowblindmods]

Characters: everyone
Location: The sort of location M.C. Escher wishes he'd thought up.
Date: nights 211 & 212
Summary: I hunt for you with bloody feet across the hallow'd ground
Warnings: potential for violence, death, and psychological horror; please note in subject lines if any specific warnings come up!

like some child possessed, the beast howls in my veins
I want to find you tear out all your tenderness

Comments

[armoured]

[The hand is made of stiff leather and yet it moves as flexibly as if it were Al's real hand, settling on Pierce's shoulder with just enough pressure to let himself be led without hurting the older man.]

Right.

[He'd rather go charging off there, but he can see the wisdom in taking it slow.]

Thanks for helping me again. It seems like every time I run into you, you help me out, Mr. Pierce.