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Francis Miller ([personal profile] crackedpuzzle) wrote in [personal profile] quinn_pro_quo 2012-09-01 06:31 pm (UTC)

There were no shields to get through, he was completely unguarded save for a few flimsy barriers protecting thoughts and ideas that he held more private. Though they weren't much in the way of protection as they seemed easy to break through. He trusted her not to do that.

There were no organized mindscape, more like floating in dark, warm water where one could just pluck out thoughts and emotions as they drifted by. And, the cracks were there from before. But it all held, still. Then, distortion, like the mirrors in a funhouse. Just for a moment, then it all grew steady again. Then a twitch, the sound of static. Calm again.

Over all, there was a sense of weakness, of frailty, with thoughts and ideas tumbling around. He could hold them, but they constantly wanted to tumble around. Yes, he was struggling still, only as himself with his own mind now.

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