Post by rhys alexander greyback on Nov 14, 2020 2:36:12 GMT -7
don't touch the doors of daylight
cause you will never be free
February 15, 2025
Sienna Aurélie Linslee
Rhys rubbed his eyes, he was still tired and the light was still a bit bright for him but he forced the shades open in his flat so he could try and adjust since he needed to get out today. He was sure that Sienna would have preferred he arrive yesterday, but between it being Valentine’s day and how his head had still been pounding and all his senses feeding his brain more information than it had ever received at once he hadn’t managed to get very far out of bed. Today he felt a bit better, his head still ached a small amount and he tried to sleep a bit but the experience from the night before last was still fresh in his mind. He wondered if he should talk about it, but he honestly didn’t want to—but would it effect their trial? If he withheld this information and it compromised something, he wouldn’t forgive himself for doing that to his sister over his pride. For now, though he hadn’t written it into his journal and had only elaborated on the quick notes he’d managed. He’d described his pounding headache, the nausea he’d felt and the sensitivity that he’d been expecting but he could never imagine it felt like this.
Rhys pushed open the door of the building and heard the familiar chime, but he didn’t see Sienna yet. While he waited, he looked around a little bit but walked more inside just incase she hadn’t heard him come in. He thought of a few questions he had, such as would his symptoms get worse or would they get better? Maybe his body needed to adjust to this new formula versus the wolfsbane. There was a lot he didn’t understand though thinking about it made his current headache worse, still. Finally he heard some shuffling and he turned around and saw she was here and he tried to smile, but he was sure he looked a little worse for wear.