st_igmatized: (Have to go through me)
st_igmatized ([personal profile] st_igmatized) wrote in [community profile] strangetrip 2019-05-14 05:56 pm (UTC)

Jackson & Sunny

A madman's den. Or a witch's lair.

Sunny normally stayed out of Jackson's business, even when his drinking had so obviously spiraled that she was sure even the pets had noticed. But his issues were not her problem. Not at least until Corbie started finding other places to be when Jackson was nearby and then started crying at the circulation desk. Even so, what was she supposed to do? She couldn't fix the man. She couldn't talk Corbie out of caring about him.

But it was one thing when it was just negatively affecting the younger witch and another when she saw... this. This was an obvious cry for help of a completely different, teetering on the edge of madness nature. Enough that while she winced at the heavy scent of cigarette smoke, she stepped across the threshold and looked at the walls covered in notes and diagrams and colors and a man who looked like he hadn't slept in days. It looked a little like her room, when she'd made her last desperate plan to get the hell out of here, and that she couldn't easily turn away from. "Wetin do you? You dey craze or you dey winch now, o?"

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