Cold Shoulder
Jonothon Starsmore furnaceface
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Room 408, Monday Afternoon
Well. Jonothon's first day of classes had been... Educational.

In Science class, he'd been offered a position as a TA, which had caught him off-guard, really. The people gawping at him when he'd spoken in that Religion class was a little more like what he'd been expecting ever since he'd arrived here, though people seemed to rather consistently take his voice in stride right up until that point.

He was trying damn hard not to dwell on any of it too much. He would have to head into town sometime, to see if they had a music store of some sort. And he needed clothing. He could hardly wear the same outfit for the rest of his time here, and laundry was a particular challenge when you didn't have the option of standing around shirtless, anyhow. He'd have to ask Ben what he knew about the places in town where he could get both or either.

For the time being, he'd settle for flopping backward on his bed and staring up at the ceiling.

Ceilings were bloody boring.

[[The door is open if anybody wants to poke at the kind of smelly guy. Will be a shameless linkdrop soon enough, as well. Because I'm just sneaky like that.]]

furnaceface

2009-09-01 02:01 am (UTC) (Link)

Jonothon found himself looking at her, long and hard, trying to figure out what in the world he was to make of that.

//Emotional healing, yer mean?//

The stubborn Starsmore in him insisted that he was just fine and he didn't need any part of it. Of course, his brain insisted otherwise.

trigons_child

2009-09-01 02:07 am (UTC) (Link)

"Emotional, and physical as well," Raven said. "The only thing I have found I cannot heal is death." So far at least.

furnaceface

2009-09-01 02:11 am (UTC) (Link)

Jonothon considered that again, turning his gaze toward the floor. It was simple enough to take her words at face-value, considering the things he'd seen over the past short while. But at the same time, there was that lingering uncertainty... That terror under the surface that he'd have to feel himself being blown apart all over again.

That someone else would get hurt when it happened, again.

//I'm going to maintain that yer'd have yer work cut out for yer, in this case,// he ventured. //As it stands, I'm not entirely certain what's keepin' me alive.//

trigons_child

2009-09-01 02:29 am (UTC) (Link)

Raven took that to mean he was seriously disfigured under the wrappings due to whatever had happened to him. Little did she know.

She sat down on the bed next to Jonothon. "May I see what you are concealing?" she asked. "Please do not be afraid. It will not bother me."

furnaceface

2009-09-01 02:50 am (UTC) (Link)

Jonothon now had that look about him of a man who was seriously contemplating if he ought to be backing toward the door, or giving the woman what she was asking for.

It was a difficult call.

//Yer'd be surprised,// he said, even as he put a hand to his face, slipping his fingers just slightly under the top of the bandages. Just enough to show off the steady glow of what appeared to be flame.

trigons_child

2009-09-01 02:53 am (UTC) (Link)

Not what she was expecting. Her eyes widened a bit, but she didn't show any fear or shock. "It is like that everywhere underneath...?"

furnaceface

2009-09-01 03:00 am (UTC) (Link)

//From there right down my chest,// Jonothon clarified, smoothing the wrappings over his face again. //Most of the way down to my bloody trousers.//

He wasn't exactly in any hurry to go peeling off his clothes to demonstrate, so he'd just be descriptive. Helpful of him, wasn't it?

trigons_child

2009-09-01 03:09 am (UTC) (Link)

Raven would probably flail if he tried to show her exactly what was flesh and what wasn't.

"Were you telepathic before this happened?" Raven asked. "Or did that gift develop afterward?" She still couldn't believe it didn't hurt to have that fire burning in his chest, and her soul ached with sympathy as she imagined what he must have gone through.

furnaceface

2009-09-01 03:33 am (UTC) (Link)

//It all happened at the same time.// Out for a night on the town. With Gayle.

He would have been gritting his teeth, if he had any.

//Bloody convenient, I blow my ruddy gob off and I still have a way to speak when I'm done.//

That was entirely too bitter.

trigons_child

2009-09-01 03:44 am (UTC) (Link)

Raven certainly felt the bitterness. "I am so sorry," she said. "I can only imagine how terrifying and traumatic that moment must have been. But you have shown great strength and courage to have survived it. I know it must not seem like it now, but a weaker spirit would not have been able to come this far."

furnaceface

2009-09-01 03:53 am (UTC) (Link)

It might have been decidedly less traumatic if he hadn't nearly killed his girlfriend at the time.

... And then run away to leave her to deal with the aftermath.

... To a different continent.

Jonothon, you suck.

//I'm here,// he said, as if that was somehow all that he really needed to be right then. //I'll figure out the rest as I go along. There aren't exactly many other options worth taking into consideration, gel.//

trigons_child

2009-09-01 04:04 am (UTC) (Link)

"Will you let me try to help you with my gifts?" Raven said. She really had no idea if she could do anything, since she'd never encountered anyone like Jonothon before, but she had to make the attempt.

furnaceface

2009-09-01 04:12 am (UTC) (Link)

//I don't suppose I might have some time to think about it?//

It just... It seemed too easy. Nothing was that easy. And he hardly knew this girl. And right about now, he actually quite wanted to be sick.

Except he couldn't.

trigons_child

2009-09-01 04:25 am (UTC) (Link)

"Of course," Raven said. "I understand. You do not know me or what my abilities are, and coupled with being in a new place surrounded by strangers, this must be overwhelming. I apologize if I have pushed you too hard. What I am compels me to offer my aid. I truly only wish to help you."

furnaceface

2009-09-01 04:35 am (UTC) (Link)

//I... appreciate that.// And Jono did, to some degree. Except that the degree to which he was kind of weirded out by this whole conversation was a little more extreme right now.

She was absolutely right about that overwhelming part. For as much as he wanted to be whole again...

//Yer've given yer offer. I might even... take you up on that. Sometime.// Just not right now. Not while his head was still spinning and he didn't know who was who or which way was up. //Thanks.//

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