#darkswoon

Burn Collector

                “ ... it probably-... it... is it.. too late to talk ? ” he sounds nervous- scratch that, he is nervous, picking at his bitten nails and hoping that somehow, things will come through alright in the end. he doesn’t look, but he shrugs regardless. he’s not really sure what else to say.      @darkswoon | no call i love cam.

               they still aren’t used to being free, hands joined together, they walk as if they’re attached to a ball and chain, shuffling along quietly, taking a shaky breath, they lick their teeth, and wince when they feel a sharp canine nick it, “ where-... ” their voice cracks from lack of use, “.. where am i ? right now ? ”      @darkswoon | call.

               “ it’s a system in my head, my mom has a tablet that she uses to monitor me. the system goes in through here-” he points to his right temple, blinking earnestly, “ and it comes up on the tablet. my mom can see stuff that i see on the tablet, she can monitor my vitals, she gets a notification if i- my brain sees something that makes me sad or worried, and she can make things go fuzzy. it’s pretty cool ! ”    @darkswoon ( mike ! ) || call.

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