Locked to Joscelin, Melissa, and Zed

[thornsofmalkav]

I can't do this Jaunt anymore.

[A few hours after her run-in with Lucifer, Thorne's mental voice sounds completely wrung-out.]

I mean, I really can't. Not with how often everything keeps fucking catching on fire. I nearly lost control of myself twice today. All those explosions... and that stupid fish-bitch lit my dress on fire.

I almost... fuck.

Shit. I'm sorry. But I need to sit the rest of this out. Or-- if not the rest of it, at least the next couple days. I mean, I want to help look for unexploded bombs like the others are doing, that's what I was trying to do today, but fuck. I can't right now.

Can one of you three tell that woman organizing the bomb hunt that I had a freak-out and can't help for a few days at least?

And, um, Melissa or Joscelin? If you see Min, tell him that if he doesn't see me for a while it's not because I don't want to see him. It's because I'm kind of messed up right now.

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[thornsofmalkav]

... oh god, do you actually smell darkness? What does it even smell like?

[whydoyoushine]

[There's more laughter.]

It's just a figure of speech. I can sense it.

[He pauses.]

...though I'd imagine it would just smell like home.

[thornsofmalkav]

... oh.

[Don't mind her, she's thinking of home now.]