they live inside us

[thememening]

FIGHTING YOUR INNER DEMONS

Everybody has them. Some are louder than others. Some are stronger. Some are overwhelming, and sooner or later you just give up fighting. But there are other people around you who want to help you - maybe they're suffering too, either because of your inner monster or their own. Or maybe they're one of the lucky ones with demons that don't howl so much.

You can help each other. It's better than the alternative.

• Leave top levels with your character name and info.
  
• Specify what you're running from, or if you're running at all, or if you just want to help.
  
• Details may be useful, but are certainly not necessary.
  
• Tag around for great drama and profit.

Warning: responses to this meme could potentially contain triggering material.

Comments

[10milliondollars]

Rhys isn't paying attention to the wine bottle. He's too concerned with trying to drown out whatever gross feeling is trying to worm its way into his heart. "He..." he starts, then sneers as he corrects himself, "It had me fooled. I let my guard down because it looked like him, because I thought it was him...And then it tried to kill me. I was nothing but a toy to it."

If Andrew's paying close attention, he'll notice that Rhys is reaching his flesh hand into his pocket.

[angelic_phale]

Curious... Aziraphale hums, crossing his legs. "It sounds like you've had a hard time of things..." His eyes are drawn down to that hand, and then he looks back up at Rhys. "It was...a group for me. Some folks that were...supposed to be family. It took me far too long to understand that there was really only one person on my side in all of...what happened."

[10milliondollars]

"And that person was you, right? Tch, figures...You can't trust anyone other than yourself." He pulls a small object from his pocket, rubbing over the smooth surface with his thumb. There's a small bit of wire hanging from it.

[angelic_phale]

"Ah...actually, it was Crowley, my friend. I had...the wrong idea of how to go about things." Considering his idea was to kill an eleven year old boy before he realized he was the Antichrist... "It was all rather hopeless from the beginning," he chuckles...and notes the object. He doesn't really want to pry... "...surely you have people you can rely on...?"

[10milliondollars]

Keeping his eyes glued to the tiny disc in his hand, Rhys shrugs. "I trust Vaughn. I guess Fiona and Sasha are all right...August seems...I dunno what to make of August."

[angelic_phale]

"...what's that you've got there?" he asks, not knowing any of the people whom Rhys was speaking about.

[10milliondollars]

"Hm?" Rhys looks up, curling his fingers gently over the disc. "It's...the iris from my old EchoEye. I know it's probably dumb, but I keep it in my pocket. Kind of a comfort thing." Not to mention, the AI is in there. As long as it's not connected to anything, it's harmless. No need to tell Andrew that.