It was so all-encompassing later on Luka wonders if he hadn't really died, somehow.
But he's most certainly alive when he gasps, shooting up in his bed, fingers tangled in the covers. His chest and entire abdomen aches, it aches so bad that he almost wonders if he hadn't gotten injured somehow. He checks under his shirt just to be sure and...strangely enough, there are fresh scars there.
...what?
He pulls off his shirt just to be sure, and checks. Long lines of scars, as if he'd been actually cut with a scalpel line across his chest. A flash of Carter cutting through him and he makes an upset sound, pressing his palms to his eyes, trying to get it out.
Ava. It was Ava.
Damn these other Avatars, it really never ended, did it? No matter how much he fed and stole different kinds of fear, there was always someone causing a disaster elsewhere.
But right now he could worry about that later. He needed to find Carter.
He can only imagine how he's doing after that.
It's still early, and he knows he can't get into the apartments yet, but he gets up anyway. Immediately a wave of fatigue and dizziness hit him, only making the pain that much worse. He really shouldn't be up if he feels this bad, but he fights past it anyway, grabbing a new shirt and throwing on a pair of jeans, stumbling out of Bonnie's and into the morning air.
When he can finally get into the apartments, he knocks on the door.]
cw: death, ptsd
It was so all-encompassing later on Luka wonders if he hadn't really died, somehow.
But he's most certainly alive when he gasps, shooting up in his bed, fingers tangled in the covers. His chest and entire abdomen aches, it aches so bad that he almost wonders if he hadn't gotten injured somehow. He checks under his shirt just to be sure and...strangely enough, there are fresh scars there.
...what?
He pulls off his shirt just to be sure, and checks. Long lines of scars, as if he'd been actually cut with a scalpel line across his chest. A flash of Carter cutting through him and he makes an upset sound, pressing his palms to his eyes, trying to get it out.
Ava. It was Ava.
Damn these other Avatars, it really never ended, did it? No matter how much he fed and stole different kinds of fear, there was always someone causing a disaster elsewhere.
But right now he could worry about that later. He needed to find Carter.
He can only imagine how he's doing after that.
It's still early, and he knows he can't get into the apartments yet, but he gets up anyway. Immediately a wave of fatigue and dizziness hit him, only making the pain that much worse. He really shouldn't be up if he feels this bad, but he fights past it anyway, grabbing a new shirt and throwing on a pair of jeans, stumbling out of Bonnie's and into the morning air.
When he can finally get into the apartments, he knocks on the door.]