[ Kahlil, by contrast, has been doing better than his roommate - at least in the real world. Horizon has been a collection of little nightmares by contrast, slowing bleeding into his domain day by day. There are bones haunting him there.
Sometimes Dayyid's face, too.
Dayyid is not someone that would provoke immediate violence in him, though.
Not like the way Fikiri walking into his room does.
He'd been sitting on his bed cross-legged, having just exited Horizon when he opens his eyes and sees the other ushiri standing on the other side of Jack's bed, inexplicably invading his private domain. It happens very fast - the tear in reality that he darts through, navigating the narrow, spiked pathway in a blink before reappearing right in front of Fikiri again, the Unseen Edge humming between his fingers as his arm is raised to attempt to slash his throat open -
And then he freezes, eyes wide, as its not Fikiri that appears in front of him anymore, instead of the graying blonde hair and aged features is the bloodshot eyes of Jack staring back at him. ]
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Sometimes Dayyid's face, too.
Dayyid is not someone that would provoke immediate violence in him, though.
Not like the way Fikiri walking into his room does.
He'd been sitting on his bed cross-legged, having just exited Horizon when he opens his eyes and sees the other ushiri standing on the other side of Jack's bed, inexplicably invading his private domain. It happens very fast - the tear in reality that he darts through, navigating the narrow, spiked pathway in a blink before reappearing right in front of Fikiri again, the Unseen Edge humming between his fingers as his arm is raised to attempt to slash his throat open -
And then he freezes, eyes wide, as its not Fikiri that appears in front of him anymore, instead of the graying blonde hair and aged features is the bloodshot eyes of Jack staring back at him. ]