#aesthetic #darkness #even An Immortal Wears A Helmet

He's heard mention of a mentor that meant the world to Summer, but of course, the assassin had always been sparing with details of her past. And now, here was his girlfriend singing the man's praises. Prziel was beginning to wish he'd been able to meet him.

"What did he mean to you? Personally? He sounds like a good man."

She's a little embarrassed, standing there in her little pink dress in front of the other Poppies outside of decon. They know who she's waiting for and send her secret smiles and whispers of encouragement, but her heart pounds anyway. Amazing that someone who can comb the multiverse saving so many people would have such a hard time meeting their own boyfriend for a date at the Haven. Proxima fusses with her skirt to give her hands something to do while she waits for him to arrive.

He steps out the shadows in the decon room and into the light for the decon process. It takes a second try to get his passcode right and he's pretty sure he can hear the Poppy giggling. *So much for flying under the radar tonight.* He slips his sunglasses on as the door opens and his eyes adjust to the Haven's light. He sees her standing there in a cute little pink dress and something happens that hasn't happened since his powers awakened years ago.

He trips. On his own feet. Or the ground. Who knows. Muscle memory kicks in and his powers catch him before he hits the ground, levitating him just above the pavement. He rights himself and walks to his girlfriend, smiling awkwardly.

This is my buddy Jimothy, soft "j" and long "o"

H.R. Giger & Till Nowak [1996/2007]

#looking for trouble #prziel

Netsuke memento mori - Science Museum, London

Prziel's always meant to come here, Summer pointed it out during the grand tour, but of course he got distracted and never made it. But now he's here and has the cutest guide imaginable.

It is an amazing place and he begins to get lost in the sight until he feels the squeeze of her hand. "Favorite? Oh, please do, I can't wait to see this."

She's a little embarrassed, standing there in her little pink dress in front of the other Poppies outside of decon. They know who she's waiting for and send her secret smiles and whispers of encouragement, but her heart pounds anyway. Amazing that someone who can comb the multiverse saving so many people would have such a hard time meeting their own boyfriend for a date at the Haven. Proxima fusses with her skirt to give her hands something to do while she waits for him to arrive.

He steps out the shadows in the decon room and into the light for the decon process. It takes a second try to get his passcode right and he's pretty sure he can hear the Poppy giggling. *So much for flying under the radar tonight.* He slips his sunglasses on as the door opens and his eyes adjust to the Haven's light. He sees her standing there in a cute little pink dress and something happens that hasn't happened since his powers awakened years ago.

He trips. On his own feet. Or the ground. Who knows. Muscle memory kicks in and his powers catch him before he hits the ground, levitating him just above the pavement. He rights himself and walks to his girlfriend, smiling awkwardly.

Last transmission from the crew of the Iwafune-oki offshore oil platform, 20/11/2019:

「海坊主を見た […] 台風が近づいている […] 洋上基地を放棄した…」 ("We saw the Umibōzu […] a hurricane is coming […] abandoned the platform…")

The crew was considered lost at sea.

Is there an antidote for being a damphir or do you like it?

There's no antidote, it's just what you are. You can hide it, pretend like you're not one, but life, uh, life finds a way. To, uh, remind you. Or kill you.

Sometimes you can't see anything.

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