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             They’re rare; but it’s the same ones over and over again. The same vision of his parents being obliterated by the blast of a bomb, or bullets ripping through their bodies, followed by the destruction of everything he loves.                Finnegan copes with nightmares by going on air. There’s a very clear shift from the prerecorded messages he has set for the late night listener to the post panic/sob that lays heavy in his voice. He plays softer acoustic music to ease his nerves. 

“I — ah — is that so?” Trying to play off his initial panic, he titters nervously - releasing his shirt collar to hide the fresh contusion, “That’s… That’s good. Very good. Good to hear, good to know. Good.”

                    Rumbling laughter. That was a good one.

“Come here- let me see your hand.” She moved to grab Nora’s hand to put it on her belly. “She definitely has Sun’s energy so she’ll at least move soon,” Blake said with a chuckle.

Thank you!! ♥♥

WIND POWERS REMINDS ME OF SONIC ADVENTURES, NGL BUT THAT WOULD BE AWESOME

Her eyes glared daggers at him. “It’s not obsession,” she spat.”It’s called doing what’s right.”