Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20160504205202/@comment-3293219-20160506224728

Jude hung on the edge of reality, dozing in the corner of the room as he felt the chapped fingers of a phantom hand slowly slide up his shirt. Flaky fingers bristled against his ribs, causing him to shudder awake, shaking his head furiously as he slapped it away.

The Dunmer panted a little before sighing, finding this more annoying than anything. He shook his head before rising to his feet, shaking his head furiously as he tried to snap himself out of it and get his morning kickstarter from the counter.

Miri's magic touch had lost all effect at this point, he'd been away from her for so long that things had gone back to the way they were.

As much as Jude was happy for them, he wondered if there was any possibility of them picking things up where they left off. It seemed, a number of things, silly, insane even but... Somehow Miri seemed to be somewhat worth it. It was like a part of him had been cut out, a part that previously suppressed other parts that haunted him. Really, it was like losing his apendix, he wasn't dramatic enough to think of it as losing his heart, the apendix seemed more fitting.

It wasn't essential to his survival but... it was nice to have...

Jude couldn't be arsed getting a drink from the counter and drank someone's left overs, it tasted like shitty toilet water but that just added to the kick that would wake him up.He got the feeling that today would be a big day, another one to remind him how aluring the thought of taking off was becoming.

Home was where the heart was afterall and sadly, his heart wasn't here anymore.