Psii-napped

[cullionfish]

Who: Condesce, Psiioniic, Giles
When: Backdated to the morning of the 31st
Where: 724 Anderson Lane
What: Condesce just saved Psiioniic from a potential death by uncontrolled psychic aura and he's not all that grateful.
Warnings: Violence.

The only good thing that had come out of that encounter with Signless was that he had weakened Psiioniic enough to make the travel back to Anderson Lane a little less arduous than Condesce was prepared for. Still, she had done her best to make haste with the load she carried while simultaneously trying to make sure he didn't pointlessly jump out of her arms.

Needless to say, she had to give him a few blows to the head to calm him down along the journey. But now, at least, she could keep him locked in an enclosed space.

The Empress ducked through the front door, which she found twice as difficult with a human male slung over her shoulder. She made sure to shut and lock it before depositing him rather unceremoniously on the ground.

"You're welcome."

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[polariity]

In all honesty, the repeated blows to the head weren't all that necessary. The... horrible pain that had come from just being around Signless was more than enough to revert him to having all the strength of a newly born purrbeast. Not that such a thing had indeed stopped him from repeatedly trying to scramble out of Condesce's grasp. With all the blood leaking from him- from his eyes, his ears, his mouth, nose, fingernails, throat- he's left a smear of red along her shoulder and arms.

More satisfaction would be felt if not for the rest of the situation.

There's a wet thump as Psiioniic falls to the ground, and he gives an equally wet cough which sends red spittle all along the floor. Weakly, he digs his fingers against the ground and tries to helplessly pull himself away, but his entire body still hurts. His eyes are wild and bloodshot, and his entire face is smeared with red.

"Ffffuck you," he gargles, the taste of copper heavy in his mouth. "I... should have died, wanted to die, not yours, hate you!"