➵ Theo Hale • District Four • Career • The Scrapper
âžµ Location: I DONT KNOW
âžµ Tagged: Kritanta, Patsy, WHAT IS HAPPENING
The world spun around Theo in a blur of hateful light and panic. Pain raked down the small Career's face, adding to their confusion and distress, but they lacked the mental faculties to realize it was their own clawed hands causing the agony. It seemed their torment would never end - and then steadfast arms wrapped around them, pulling their hands down to rest against their chest. The pain faded to a mild sting that lingered on their face, and even the sun's relentless screams quieted down as Kritanta begun to speak. Patsy's voice was there too, echoing instructions to close their eyes. Calmer now, Theo allowed their eyes to shut, then reached out to place their hand in Kritanta's. She'd brought them back from wherever their mind was lost, at least for now.
"Thank you," Theo breathed, clutching their ally's fingers tightly. No further screams disturbed them, and with each deep breath they felt the tremors subsiding. Only a mild twitch of their trident hand remained by the time they'd fully calmed down. "That was scary."
They furrowed their brows, trying to remember why they'd come out here. An uncomfortable fog settled in their mind, buzzing like televison static that stung with a million pricks. "Where... where are we going?"