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[helynge.livejournal.com]

[Josh is currently trudging back into the castle, his journal tucked under one arm, a book with a solid black cover in his left hand, and more creepily, a dead bird in his right hand. He also looks like he hasn't really slept or eaten in a few days.

As soon as he's in he'll wobble over to a couch and collapse in it, before laying the journal open next to him and staring intently at the dead bird for a few moments. Then he'll flip open to a page he has bookmarked and read a passage just as intently.

With a deep breath he'll put the book down next to the journal and hold the bird in both hands before that healing glow of his starts up.

Several moments will pass and nothing will happen.

The bird is still dead, and Josh has failed.]

Fuck. Dammit why?

[He'll let the bird drop to the floor and bury his face in his hands... which is just a little disturbing since he was just holding a dead bird and he clearly didn't wash his hands before doing that.]

What the hell is wrong with me? I can fix every stupid cut the people in the city have, and I can't fix this one fucking bird.

((OOC. Eris'd))

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[helynge.livejournal.com]

[His hands are shaking pretty badly as he takes them away from his face, but at least he's not crying or something... for now.

He still looks like a total wreck.]

Steph?

[batfail.livejournal.com]

What's the matter? What's going on? Why... [IS THERE A DEAD BIRD. When she gets close enough, she'll look down and kind of... nudge... it... under the sofa with her shoe. JUST FOR NOW.]

[helynge.livejournal.com]

Nothing I've been doing is working. I can't seem to fix anything, no matter what I do. No matter how many different ways I try, no matter how much research I look into.

I should be able to. There's no reason I can't.

[batfail.livejournal.com]

[Oh no, the Isis stuff drove him over the edge.]

Hey. It's okay. No one expects you to...

[helynge.livejournal.com]

If they don't they probably should. If I was better at controlling my powers I bet I could.

[batfail.livejournal.com]

You're beating yourself up waaaay too much.

[helynge.livejournal.com]

No I'm not-- I just...

I just have to figure out how to fix this.

[Leans over to fish the dead bird out from under the couch ;asdf]

[batfail.livejournal.com]

[EW. Steph makes a grab for his--wrists.]

Nononoo. Josh. Stop.

[helynge.livejournal.com]

[He'll stop, but only because Steph is physically trying to stop him.

And just looks up blankly at her.

Wut... y?]

[batfail.livejournal.com]

You need to stop. Okay? You're acting a little crazy here.

[helynge.livejournal.com]

I can't afford to stop.

[tugs his hand away and makes a quick grab for the bird.]

[batfail.livejournal.com]

JOSH.

[idgsbgsdub trying to kick it way under the sofa.]

[helynge.livejournal.com]

[she manages it away, but he's just getting off the sofa so he can make another grab for it, POOR THING HAS BECOMING TOTALLY DISGUSTING IN HIS MADNESS. Someone needs to just bury that bird or something.]

[batfail.livejournal.com]

Josh! Leave it alone! [TUGGING ON HIS SHIRT B( ]

[helynge.livejournal.com]

[Trying to ignore her.]

I have to have something to practice on if I'm going to figure this out.

[batfail.livejournal.com]

You are going to lose all your marbles. [GETTING READY TO TRY TO TACKLEPULL HIM AWAY.]

[helynge.livejournal.com]

It doesn't matter.

[Ahaha, not about to stop ): she might have to.]

[batfail.livejournal.com]

[... OKAY. THAT'S IT. IS YOUR BODY READY, JOSH?

She rolls up her sleeves, then grabs Josh around his middle to pull him away from the sofa.]

[helynge.livejournal.com]

[Wasn't expecting that. Wtf. SHE DOESN'T LOOK THAT STRONG, HOW IS SHE EVEN DOING THAT?]

[batfail.livejournal.com]

[AND MAKING A LUNGE FOR THE BIRD.]

[helynge.livejournal.com]

[What! NO! THAT'S HIS DEAD BIRD!]

[batfail.livejournal.com]

Ewewewewewewewew--[HOLDING IT BY LIKE... a wing.

And then she's running off.]

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[helynge.livejournal.com]

[HE'S SO CONFUSED, HE'S JUST STANDING THERE BAFFLED. WHAT JUST HAPPENED?]

[helynge.livejournal.com]

[It last for all of three seconds before he shakes it off and snatches up the book again.

Stephanie just ran off with his lab rat... bird. He can't afford to waste time chasing after her and it. He needs to find another one...]

[batfail.livejournal.com]

[She's just running outside and chucking it into some bushes... then covering it with snow.

And rubbing her hand all in the snow, ew ew ew ew. BE CLEAN.

... then she'll come back... to see if he's still around.]