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[burnyoudown]

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[burnyoudown]

[Kavinsky didn't have a single flying fuck of an idea what was going on. He trusted Adam when he said something was wrong but he didn't know what he meant by both of us and- nothing made any sense. While Adam was scrying and doing...whatever it was he was doing, Kavinsky sat in bed in his boxers, waiting, not impatient, just...worried.

So when Adam- when he, what? Teleported? Changed places without moving? And suddenly had Ronan with him? Kavinsky flinched. He worked hard to be a tough guy who wasn't startled by anything but there was only Adam- and Ronan. And Kavinsky trusted both of them. Not only that, but Adam was glowing? Question mark? And there was flora all over the floor and Ronan was drenched and-]

What the fuck?

[Kavinsky didn't move. Not yet. He was used to strange and unusual things. He, himself, was strange and unusual. Sometimes, there were still things that caught him off guard, though. This was one of them.]

[dreamandbleed]

Ronan sort of-- I don't know. He was stuck somewhere and I used some of the energy of the leyline to pull him out.

[Adam shrugs his shoulders a little bit sheepishly, like it's not a big deal, even if he knows that it is, that he's changed things or changed himself. He wants to say more, but he hardly knows where to start. Ronan is trying his best to look like he's fine- or at least alive- but he's pale and wet and has to lean into Adam, no matter how humiliating it is. But he's conscious enough that he frowns at the way that he explains it, even if his voice slurs a little and he coughs when he talks.]

That's bullshit. What happened was I fucked up and Parrish saved my life.

[Adam sighs, but refrains from rolling his eyes.]

I wanna get him in the bathroom- into dry clothes.

[The tone of his voice, the way that he looks to Kavinsky and meets his eyes, is clearly an invitation. It's come with us and I'll answer your questions if I can, but also can we put him in some of your clothes? Neither of the boys judge Kavinsky, or laugh at him for being startled. If anything Adam feels bad about it, like he should have found a way to give him more information.]

[burnyoudown]

[Well, that explained some of the weird things Kavinsky had felt but it still didn't tell him what exactly had happened, why Ronan was soaking wet, and why there were plants in his room. But that could wait.

Nodding, he slid out of bed, going over to his dresser to start getting out a t-shirt and pajama pants he hoped would fit Ronan. Then, with those in hand, he went over to help support the other dreamer so Adam wouldn't have to shoulder all of his weight.]

Parrish is good at saving lives.

[He wasn't surprised by that, just...everything else.]