#askeobard

[askeobard]

What are you all up to?

[thegrumpymechanic]

Stole my heart. ~Eo

What stole your heart?

[thegrumpasks-blog]

Eobard blinks slowly. He has no idea what has triggered this bloody rampage and no idea how to stop it. Harrison has him boxed in a corner. He closes his eyes. This is the end. "Goodbye, Harrison," he says quietly. At least it's Harrison dealing the death blow.

Harrison steps closer to Eobard, covered head to waist in blood and the blue in his eyes shining unnaturally. He’s not really sure what’s happening. All he knows that his heart is racing and rage boils in his blood and the only thing that makes it better is to kill. Eobard, however... is a special case. Harrison yells and slams his fist through the wall just to the right of Eobard’s head -- his arm goes in up to his elbow. His other hand reaches up to squeeze firmly around Eobard’s throat without closing his windpipe. 

“How dare you?” he growls, panting. “You’re supposed to fight me. You of all people... should be fighting for your life. You might be the only one that can stop me...”

[askeobard]

Yeah it is ;)

[thegrumpasks-blog]

@askeobard >> continued from here x

“Yeah... sure...” Harrison mumbles, turning his attention back to the dry-erase board in front of him. “Anything else? You have forty-five minutes until it wears off.”

[thegrumpasks-blog]

@askeobard

[text: 2:30am] Did you go to sleep on me?

[text:] Did you read what I said?

[text:] I want to make sure you understand.

[text:] Wake up.

[text:] Thawne, I’m serious.

(About five more ‘wake up’ texts.)

[thegrumpasks-blog]

” Okay, call me as soon as you get there. “ ~protective starters, Eobard

“I’ll do my best... please try not to worry if I don’t,” Harrison answers. “Aila will ping you a message if anything goes wrong.”

[thegrumpasks-blog]

"Aye." Eyebrow waggle. ~Eobard

“You know where to find me, Thawne.”