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Posted: Tue Oct 18, 2016 7:52 pm
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The touch on his shoulders, the sudden, passing weight, the soft caress... He froze. Then Horace sucked in a big breath, raising a hand to grasp at his neck even as he backed up and backed up until he hit something solid. In these moments, he forgot to breathe, not remembering things, but the feeling of things against his skin, the soft, cold fingers. He tried to move backward again, but could not. Horace sunk down into a crouch, finally finding his breath in ragged, short pants. No, no no, nono no he couldn't be like this in front of someone!
It was always different. It wouldn't even have affected him so badly if he'd seen it coming, if he'd not already been tense. Horace did not like things that hid in the shadows and touched him. He crouched, and struggled to breath, and his fingers scratched at the base of his thumb, the sharp, tactile sensation something to hold on to. He'd be fine. He'd be fine.
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Posted: Wed Oct 19, 2016 6:03 pm
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Jordan pulled his hand back, frowning worriedly, concerned. A panic attack? "It's - it's okay, are you going to be okay?" he asked, his voice quiet and a little uncertain.
He looked to the small shadowy creature that had apparently been teasing them, turning his attention away from Horace to give the other man a minute to recover and pull his dignity back together. "You're, um, you're Gloom, then? A shadow?" A little bit of a stupid question, since that was what the creature had already said. "I don't think we were expecting to find anyone here, actually," he admitted.
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