[kavinsky aims a harmless punch at the demigod's arm, laughing like a crow in the dark. then he slaps the pill in his mouth, lies back, closes his eyes.
for a moment, he appears to go dead. not just vampire-dead, but dead-dead, an inanimate corpse instead of one possessed by the mysterious dark magics that rafaello had brought from his world. still as a body being prepared for the funerary games. no twitch, no breath. no tremble of try-hard pretend.
the long seconds pass. they stretch into minutes. outside, a night creature wanders through the trees, and a skein of bats passes overhead. the car sits quiet. in the distance, there's a little bit of other traffic, but not much at all. and then
then
abruptly, kavinsky awakens. with a cough, blinking his big hollow eyes. and on his lap, there's an apple, rich, gold, bigger than one of thor's fists. there's only one flaw on it, but loki can't see from where he's sitting.]
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for a moment, he appears to go dead. not just vampire-dead, but dead-dead, an inanimate corpse instead of one possessed by the mysterious dark magics that rafaello had brought from his world. still as a body being prepared for the funerary games. no twitch, no breath. no tremble of try-hard pretend.
the long seconds pass. they stretch into minutes. outside, a night creature wanders through the trees, and a skein of bats passes overhead. the car sits quiet. in the distance, there's a little bit of other traffic, but not much at all. and then
then
abruptly, kavinsky awakens. with a cough, blinking his big hollow eyes. and on his lap, there's an apple, rich, gold, bigger than one of thor's fists. there's only one flaw on it, but loki can't see from where he's sitting.]