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✧ JONATHAN BURR
 Posted: Aug 8 2017, 07:48 PM
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38 • Demon • n/a • New Orleans


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Jonathan was having a damn good time in China.

It was a country that somehow, always appealed to him. The chinese knew how to get drunk, they made the best drunk food, and they loved to party. It helped Jonathan to forget everything. Forget Volker's troubles, forget his own. Right now he was completely out of his skull and he needed every moment of it.

Jonathan was currently lounging in something the world had probably forgotten about...an opium den. A series of pads on the floor, low couches, red lamps, and thick smoke. It took a lot more than a normal little piece of tarry drug to get him senseless, but senseless he currently was. He was laying on his back on a low couch, chewing thoughtfully on a long pipe, with his eyes on the smoke swirling around on the ceiling.

He lifted a hand, drunken and limp-wristed, and began to shift the smoke. Creating a pair of large spidery wings, a tail with a little feathered fringe, a large snake-like head and delicate limbs tucked under a large breastbone. He shifted the smoke again and the little dragon cocked back her head and opened her mouth, spewing a little gout of ashy cinders.

He missed her. His hand flopped back to his chest and the dragon dissipated. He missed her.

After a few hours Jon's allotted time ran out. Gone were the days of laying on an opium couch in a haze for half a day; now the wardens had their thumbs on the timer and would forcibly drag out those who weren't able to pay to stay longer. Jon didn't exactly have to be dragged, but he did stumble out with less coordination than he would have liked. He leaned against the wall of the building for a moment. It was raining. Steam was rising off of his skin.

Collecting himself, he began heading down the street and found a street vendor selling noodles. He settled in at the stall, paid for a bowl, and ate quietly under the man's awning watching the rain go by. He missed everyone. He wished Volker and Sab all the best from afar...the crazy pair really needed to just settle down to a life of small-town butchery somewhere. He missed Kary, but that went without saying. That wound in his soul wasn't about to close up.

KARYORRHEXIS notes: Aw, Jon misses you.

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☽ KARYORRHEXIS
 Posted: Aug 18 2017, 01:38 AM
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~500,000 • Dragon • Nurture • Mountains, Europe


The thunder growled through the clouds beneath her, the only indication that, wherever she was in the world, it was raining.

This high up, all Karyorrhexis had to worry about was the sun and the moon... And, occasionally, an airplane. She had nearly been discovered on the way here, in fact, because she had been distracted. After Vincens' lackadaisical revelation that Jon was alive (!!!), she had wasted very little time getting herself to the Carnival to see him for herself. She had, however, been greeted only by a characteristically grumpy Volker who, though visibly surprised to see her, had "better things to do than police the depressed demon" and closed the door on her after a colorful remark regarding the pile of lovers Jon was likely to be found under. Despite this, her distraction was hardly because of what state she might find him in; instead, it was because, for the first time in nearly a year, there was genuine hope he would be found.

Thus far, she had passed over the eastern United States, Europe, and a fair portion of Asia in a serpentine fashion, keeping her mind constantly open and probing. She had needed to stop three times thus far to help those on the ground, but she had made short work of the encounters, unwilling to give Jon the opportunity to slip past her... If he was over here.

Purposefully, she had avoided returning to her cave. She likely always would, considering the heartache that had occurred there. Perhaps, with Jon's support, she would one day reconsider.

She grew tired, at which point she had landed only long enough to replenish herself off the earth's resources. She considered this cheating, but, again, she was unwilling to take the necessary time to actually rest and eat. Her stomach now twisted on itself because of this, and there was a crink in her neck that was unlikely to resolve any time soon, but she was so close. She knew it. And so she would not stop.

Wherever she was now, it was packed regardless of the weather. She was being bombarded with signals, much of it becoming white noise as she dug deeper, not wanting to miss him. Because this was precisely the sort of place Jon would put himself if he was upset - somewhere teeming with so much noisy life that he could drown himself in it. Though, of course, she had no illusions that was all he was drowning in.

Snorting, she continued to swim through the minds of the thousands of humans on the ground, doing so with the efficiency of someone who had been performing for the last seventy-two hours.. give or take. A handful of those she sampled were heavily fogged, like someone under the influence of more than just a small amount of alcohol. She had been coming across several of these on this continent, and just like all the others, she paid special attention to this one. When Karyorrhexis disappeared, Jon tended to flock to groups like this.

It was tiresome sorting through consciousnesses that were so... dulled, but it-.......

Karyorrhexis paused entirely, not even flapping her wings. It may have paid off.

Eyes going wide, she gave a powerful stroke to pull her back to a proper altitude and let out a roar that was nearly drowned out by the thunder. Nearly. Her heart raced in her chest, and she began to circle. Her muscles vibrated with the desire to land, change form, and run to the holder of the mind she had just touched. But it was... possible... that this was merely someone similiar to the man she sought; so she waited. If it was him, he would reach out to her.

TAGGED: JONATHAN BURR // NOTES: I totally didn't completely forget about this >.>
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✧ JONATHAN BURR
 Posted: Aug 18 2017, 04:07 AM
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38 • Demon • n/a • New Orleans


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Jonathan felt a strange peace in places like this. Places where humanity surged around him; it was so crowded even at night. He slurped noodles quietly, watching the streams of humanity and neon flow by him. Little drifts of music and shouting drifting through the rain and water ruining his broth.

He finished his bowl, set the chopsticks on top, and made to reach across the top of the cart to give them back to the vendor. For street food it hadn't been half bad. When the man reached for the bowl, something touched Jonathan's mind. He instinctively jerked against it and dropped the bowl, making the noodle seller struggle to catch it before it hit the ground. Jon blinked at the vendor's withering look.

"Sorry." he mumbled. It had to be her. It was her. His first instinct was to reach out to her, feeling her in the sky somewhere above him. He brushed his mind against hers...then withdrew. He was in so much pain and guilt from losing their children. He had dreams about it. Horrific nightmares where he was trapped in an egg shell getting colder, and colder, and colder. Seeing eggs in marketplaces made him sick to his stomach.

She'd found him but to what end? He was somewhat protected here. She couldn't land and change anywhere in Beijing. It was a city that was crowded even for rats and cockroaches...but if he knew her she wasn't going to leave.

'Kary.' he reached out to her again. He knew his connection with her was strained and rotten. It was so full of pain, and exhaustion. He hadn't had good sleep in weeks because of the nightmares, and his high tolerance for narcotics made a bottle of sleeping pills affect him like sugar tablets. He was tired, and hurting. 'I didn't think Volker liked you enough to blab.'

KARYORRHEXIS notes: Aw, Jon misses you.

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