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75 Godiva Street, Early Tuesday morning
Aug. 3rd, 2015 10:27 pmIt was inevitable after what had happened over the last week, even with Parker and Hardison and Val all right there in the bed with him. Last night had been blissfully dreamless, but it was never destined to last.
( Eliot's nightmares don't hold back. )
Eliot's whole body clenched and he came awake on a ragged inhale, instinctively holding still and quiet until he could recognize his surroundings. He forced his hands to release their grip on the sheets as he recognized his bedroom. He could hear Hardison and Parker breathing beside him. He tried to close his eyes and will himself back to sleep, but the moment they shut all he could see were his bloody hands and his crew on the dusty ground.
Fuck.
He wasn't going to be getting back to sleep any time soon. Time to go for a run.
[ooc: for those in the bed. Dream contents bloody and violent, and NFB, natch.]
( Eliot's nightmares don't hold back. )
Eliot's whole body clenched and he came awake on a ragged inhale, instinctively holding still and quiet until he could recognize his surroundings. He forced his hands to release their grip on the sheets as he recognized his bedroom. He could hear Hardison and Parker breathing beside him. He tried to close his eyes and will himself back to sleep, but the moment they shut all he could see were his bloody hands and his crew on the dusty ground.
Fuck.
He wasn't going to be getting back to sleep any time soon. Time to go for a run.
[ooc: for those in the bed. Dream contents bloody and violent, and NFB, natch.]
