Date: 2014-08-17 06:18 am (UTC)
saturniapavonia: (shock and awe)
[Peter has always projected heat. Roman never believed talk of auras but it made the most sense to him being what he was that he just had a higher temperature that could be felt standing close enough. The gentle touch of his hand and clutching fingers seem degrees cooler than what's bubbling under his pale skin.]

I might die?

[Spooky green eyes get wider, even more roofie blown than ever.]

That bitch! That fucking bitch! She's trying to kill me even now.

[Angry words are betrayed by the waver in his tone.]
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