[ With a twinge of bemusement, Hei watches her scamper off, entirely too bright-eyed and bushy-tailed. Bushy tail. Pretty dirty phrase when you stop to think about it, and he does briefly, desperate to divert himself from the way his brain keeps throwing itself against the walls of his skull. Drowsiness threatens to crowd in: he shakes it off forcibly. As sated and wrung-out as he feels, physically, the sensations are nothing. Just the shell of a daydream. In a few hours it will collapse, and he will move on. ]
[ As it is, they're not safe here. Not safe anywhere, honestly -- and Hei needs to be somewhere that can allow the steady dark calm of his thoughts to come unplugged. He has preparations to make, plans to review, things to think through. Except there's no thinking with Korra here -- even the after-echoes of her energy make his nerves jangle the wrong way. Every decision he makes seems to be contaminated by the mind-altering substance that is her presence. ]
[ He's going to dressed and exit the room. ]
[ He's going to dispel this dangerous cloud of languor. ]
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Date: 2015-04-16 11:11 pm (UTC)[ As it is, they're not safe here. Not safe anywhere, honestly -- and Hei needs to be somewhere that can allow the steady dark calm of his thoughts to come unplugged. He has preparations to make, plans to review, things to think through. Except there's no thinking with Korra here -- even the after-echoes of her energy make his nerves jangle the wrong way. Every decision he makes seems to be contaminated by the mind-altering substance that is her presence. ]
[ He's going to dressed and exit the room. ]
[ He's going to dispel this dangerous cloud of languor. ]
[ He's going to leave. ]
[ Any minute now. ]