http://mr-bes.insanejournal.com/ ([identity profile] mr-bes.insanejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] metem_logs 2013-03-22 05:00 am (UTC)

"Ah." Bes fumbled with the seat belt but managed to get himself locked in with only a brief pinch on the way. "Okay, then."

He sank back into his seat, eyes closing as he tilted his head back. "I'm like them, too, obviously," he said. "My real name is Bes. Right now, we're all kinda paying the price of moving too slowly. We haven't gotten something that we need and so a bigger badder power took away something from each of us. Except for Meri. Thankfully, she seems okay. But me and Seth and Astarte..." He trailed off and a new grimace twisted his mouth. "You've seen me. I can't walk without falling over. Seth sounded like a bad Woody Allen impersonator on the phone. Astarte..."

He fell silent for a moment and, if Tyler had looked at him, he would have seen a muscle flicker along the other man's jaw, anger just barely suppressed. "That bigger badder something took her," he finished softly.

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