eyesofaserpent (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
eyesofaserpent) wrote in ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
realityshifted2011-05-20 10:48 am
eyesofaserpent) wrote in realityshifted2011-05-20 10:48 am
Entry tags:
002 | Power Outage
[Something is wrong. Wrong enough that it rouses the demon from a deep and comfortable sleep. He sits up in his bed in the room beside the bar and blinks slowly. Huh... A little bit of a headache. He needs to stop going to bed without sobering up beforehand.
When he gets up he reaches for his sunglasses automatically, but they aren't on the bedside table like he expects. In fact, turning the room nearly inside out does not reveal them to be anywhere. He tries to will a pair into existence onto his face, but no dice. He blesses under is breath and tries for clothing. Nada.]
What the bloody hell...?
[He looks down at himself and lets out a long sigh. He'd banished his clothing before he went to sleep like always and left only his black boxers. His search of the room didn't turn up any clothing, either.
Well... This is going to be fun..
He pokes his head out of the door of his room, hoping to spot a friendly, familiar face that would be willing to help him out. Worrying about his lack of attire is easier to deal with than his troubling lack of power.]
Hey, er... Can someone spare me a pair of pants or something?
When he gets up he reaches for his sunglasses automatically, but they aren't on the bedside table like he expects. In fact, turning the room nearly inside out does not reveal them to be anywhere. He tries to will a pair into existence onto his face, but no dice. He blesses under is breath and tries for clothing. Nada.]
What the bloody hell...?
[He looks down at himself and lets out a long sigh. He'd banished his clothing before he went to sleep like always and left only his black boxers. His search of the room didn't turn up any clothing, either.
Well... This is going to be fun..
He pokes his head out of the door of his room, hoping to spot a friendly, familiar face that would be willing to help him out. Worrying about his lack of attire is easier to deal with than his troubling lack of power.]
Hey, er... Can someone spare me a pair of pants or something?