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[illender.livejournal.com]

[Covenant suddenly appears on the Plane! he's a haggard, grey figure who spends only a moment glancing around before he is seized with fear and leaps for the nearest solid object, which is the pub. he closes his eyes and holds on for dear life, as he has been overwhelmed with vertigo]

Bloody hell...!

[from appearances, he does not seem like he's in the mood for talking. in fact, with how white his knuckles are, he might end up breaking his fingers from his clinging terror before he begins to speak. space is not very good for acrophobes. in fact, his heart is pounding and his head is swimming. he's in the middle of a sort of panic attack, really.

what an illustrious start]



((OOC: :|b Going over his meme might be helpful but I can work without it being filled for a while if certain people are lazy.))

Comments

[shinypaws.livejournal.com]

Oh dear! Are you alright? [Trots over to him, leaving the requisite trail of flowers.] Ah, you may lean on me, if that will help.

[illender.livejournal.com]

[he's still desperately clinging to the bar, but he does manage to say something, though it's more a desperate mumble]

Don't touch me.

[shinypaws.livejournal.com]

[She backs away a few paces and sits down to show she means no harm.]

Very well. I will not.

You are new here, are you not? Your fear is perfectly understandable.

/not so much lazy as OH GOD DEADLINE

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

Are you okay?


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[illender.livejournal.com]

What does it look like?

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[Flinch] Ah.. I'm sorry.

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

Steady, lad. [Worried frown] It's a bit of a shock, the first time.

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[illender.livejournal.com]

[he focuses on one thing in particular!]

I'm not a 'lad'.

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

[Just rolls her eyes.] The floor? Close your eyes a moment.

Lad.

[coil-legacy.livejournal.com]

Oh! Are you okay, sir?

[illender.livejournal.com]

[quickly]

No. No, I'm- not.

[coil-legacy.livejournal.com]

Ah...I know it's scary here at first. But, um...there really is a floor here! [She taps the ground with her foot.] See?

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

Everything all right?

[illender.livejournal.com]

[he's not budging from the bar, but he does summon up his voice]

I don't like heights.

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

[Looks around at the lack of visible ground]

Well, that's probably going to make it fairly difficult for you. Still, not sure if it helps, but you're not going to fall anywhere.

[Jumps up and down to prove his point]

Completely solid.

[elementsapphire.livejournal.com]

[considers him for a moment, and when she reappears, she has brought a room with her, walls and all]

Do you need any assistance?

[illender.livejournal.com]

[a stressed sort of grin, though it's more like a grimace]

Unless you can make a floor appear you won't be of any.

[elementsapphire.livejournal.com]

[smiles and vanishes. When she reappears, she has brought with her enough floor to connect the bar and the room]

[lamb_of_gold]

Breathe. Deeply.

[illender.livejournal.com]

[and he's trying to do just that. :|b]

[lamb_of_gold]

[Where the shit is the therapy blob when it's needed >/]

There are places to sit in the pub, if you need it.

[soimpressive.livejournal.com]

[juuuust watches him panic for a bit before speaking up]

Think of it as a tacky carpet.

[illender.livejournal.com]

[Nine, you're a dick. but that's okay! Covenant sends you a deep glare]

As if that would work.

[immortalmistake.livejournal.com]

[...dammit, he just wanted a drink.]

Dammit. It's the floor, right?

[illender.livejournal.com]

[well, there's always the part of the bar Covenant isn't clinging to]

Not good with heights.