[ jayce loses his patience; he's cold, painful, starving, and this might as well just be a halucination yelling at him to do something— ]
I have to, damn it! [ and that he does; he hovers his hand over the extrusion before snapping the weight of his palm down on it in one single press. crack, and with that— he fucking srceams. screams high, at the top of his longs and bites into his lips, tosses back and cries through his cold sweat. he could . . . pass out. his face is swimming, but his dream won't give him that luxury.
no one would hear them. only the occasional, curious doll breaking out from radiation husk. ]
cw: bones cracking and moving sorry
I have to, damn it! [ and that he does; he hovers his hand over the extrusion before snapping the weight of his palm down on it in one single press. crack, and with that— he fucking srceams. screams high, at the top of his longs and bites into his lips, tosses back and cries through his cold sweat. he could . . . pass out. his face is swimming, but his dream won't give him that luxury.
no one would hear them. only the occasional, curious doll breaking out from radiation husk. ]