(Lets cause a scene in the therapy room shall we? xD )
Wraith felt awful, his eyes were bloodshot, dark circles from nights of insomnia and nightmares stained the skin around them. Every step sent a wave of pain throughout the mirid of scars on his body, he hadn't acquired any new injuries as of yet, the the sleepless nights had left him in a half dazed state, making him experience life on the line between reality and nightmarish memories. He gripped the handle of the therapy room and half stumbled in, shutting it behind him before dragging himself over the chair and sitting down heavily, his breath shaky and strained. There was no need to ask how the shifter was feeling, Wraith had the feeling his appearance answered that question.
He faintly heard Chase ask him something, but the scarred shifter seemed to have withdrawn into a dissociated state before blinking and shaking himself out of it. "Wha..?" He mumbled confused. A small frown came over Wraith's face as he stared at the floor, was he blinking a lot....or was his vision changing? He could have sworn he could feel the muscles around his eyes pulsing slightly. Strange......unless....
Wraith quickly turned to the nearest reflective surface which happened to be a reflective vase, his face draining of colour as it did so, he could faintly see his eyes were starting to glow slight. Shit. Wraith thought as he quickly stood up and went to run out of the room, however, his exhausted legs refused to co-operate and the scarred male tumbled into a heap on the ground, luckily not hitting anything on the way down. He could hear Chase move, more than likely wanting to see if he was okay. Wraith shut his eyes tightly and frantically waved a hand in his direction. "N...no...please...s...stay away..." He said, his voice slowly distorting till it sounded like every word and a growl behind it. The hand what he was using to wave the other back in warning changed to, the nails turning into dark claws. "Please....just stay...away...I don't want to hurt you."
The shifter gritted his teeth, his canines growling longer and sharper. He heard another sound of movement and looked up at Chase, the sclera of Wraiths eyes had turned black and his the honey brown eyes and turned into a fiery amber which glowed slightly. The half transformed panther shifter tore his gaze away from Chase and continued to try and keep himself in control.
PicklePantry
Chase Banks
(Lets cause a scene in the therapy room shall we? xD )
Wraith felt awful, his eyes were bloodshot, dark circles from nights of insomnia and nightmares stained the skin around them. Every step sent a wave of pain throughout the mirid of scars on his body, he hadn't acquired any new injuries as of yet, the the sleepless nights had left him in a half dazed state, making him experience life on the line between reality and nightmarish memories. He gripped the handle of the therapy room and half stumbled in, shutting it behind him before dragging himself over the chair and sitting down heavily, his breath shaky and strained. There was no need to ask how the shifter was feeling, Wraith had the feeling his appearance answered that question.
He faintly heard Chase ask him something, but the scarred shifter seemed to have withdrawn into a dissociated state before blinking and shaking himself out of it. "Wha..?" He mumbled confused. A small frown came over Wraith's face as he stared at the floor, was he blinking a lot....or was his vision changing? He could have sworn he could feel the muscles around his eyes pulsing slightly. Strange......unless....
Wraith quickly turned to the nearest reflective surface which happened to be a reflective vase, his face draining of colour as it did so, he could faintly see his eyes were starting to glow slight. Shit. Wraith thought as he quickly stood up and went to run out of the room, however, his exhausted legs refused to co-operate and the scarred male tumbled into a heap on the ground, luckily not hitting anything on the way down. He could hear Chase move, more than likely wanting to see if he was okay. Wraith shut his eyes tightly and frantically waved a hand in his direction. "N...no...please...s...stay away..." He said, his voice slowly distorting till it sounded like every word and a growl behind it. The hand what he was using to wave the other back in warning changed to, the nails turning into dark claws. "Please....just stay...away...I don't want to hurt you."
The shifter gritted his teeth, his canines growling longer and sharper. He heard another sound of movement and looked up at Chase, the sclera of Wraiths eyes had turned black and his the honey brown eyes and turned into a fiery amber which glowed slightly. The half transformed panther shifter tore his gaze away from Chase and continued to try and keep himself in control.
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