That's the most logical explanation, isn't it? For something so surreal and nightmarish and strange, that pool of blackness that had caught IV, to become...to become this. IV, kissing him, pulling at his clothes, clothes that seem to be melting away.
(because of the oil on IV's body, the oil that rises and glimmers at the top of the pool)
And because this is probably a dream, for a moment, he kisses back.
It's only when IV speaks that he begins to remember himself, that he pulls away (flushed and gasping more than he should be from a kiss like that).]
IV, we need to. We need to leave.
[His voice is a little strangled. Not just from fear, though.]
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Date: 2013-01-01 05:39 am (UTC)That's the most logical explanation, isn't it? For something so surreal and nightmarish and strange, that pool of blackness that had caught IV, to become...to become this. IV, kissing him, pulling at his clothes, clothes that seem to be melting away.
(because of the oil on IV's body, the oil that rises and glimmers at the top of the pool)
And because this is probably a dream, for a moment, he kisses back.
It's only when IV speaks that he begins to remember himself, that he pulls away (flushed and gasping more than he should be from a kiss like that).]
IV, we need to. We need to leave.
[His voice is a little strangled. Not just from fear, though.]