LOCKE
Driving faster in my car
Falling farther from just what we are
Falling farther from just what we are
He's exploring, mostly, checking out shops, drinking in whatever he can of the Grounds. Electric nerves spark through his skin and he's somewhere be high and nervous on it. Maybe a little excited. Gears twisting and turning in his brain, trying to figure out what steps to take next. Who he should talk to and who he shouldn't.
A familiar face catches his attention and he's about to call out to her when she doubles over, coughing. Hazel eyes widen and he picks up his pace, hand hovering just shy of her back. "Aurelia? What are you doing? Are you okay?" He gives up pretenses and just gives her a firm, hearty whack, to help cough up the whatever.
"You're.. Alive? I think. Are you alive? You sound like you're dying."
A familiar face catches his attention and he's about to call out to her when she doubles over, coughing. Hazel eyes widen and he picks up his pace, hand hovering just shy of her back. "Aurelia? What are you doing? Are you okay?" He gives up pretenses and just gives her a firm, hearty whack, to help cough up the whatever.
"You're.. Alive? I think. Are you alive? You sound like you're dying."
Smoke a cigarette and lie some more
These conversations kill
These conversations kill
