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Beckett of the Mnemosyne ([personal profile] bookofnope) wrote in [personal profile] headjacked 2017-12-12 10:16 pm (UTC)

Day 301; action

[It's been an odd day for all of them, with the sense of reality shifting, things spinning in their own minds. Between that and the beginnings of cabin fever, Beckett has given up on productive experimentation, and elected to spend much of the day sleeping. More rest is never unwelcome in Norfinbury after all.

Except in the middle of the day he wakes up with a start, stares briefly into space, and proceeds to freak the hell out.

It is a very quiet, contained freakout. He's experienced at those. With the cloak drawn tight, and walking fast down the corridors, no one can tell that he's shaking all over. Thank God he can even manage to move his legs in any sensible way. By the time he finds Rhys and drags him to a quiet out of the way corner, though, he's all spent with that effort. He practically collapses into a crouch, shaking like a leaf.]


Rhys. Remind me. The Book. When you and Angel - remind me - what did I do?

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