@deathcomes | starter .
ADRENALINE SURGES--- an energy that courses through him & drowns out his other senses--- heartbeat is a THUNDERING sensation in his ears , pounding behind his eyes & despite the VERTIGO that it accords , jack’s certain he’s never felt more CONFIDENT---
squaring up against reyes , the edges of jack’s vision PULSES , narrowing his center of focus down on commanding officer in a manner that he REFUSES to find symbolism in , made easy given his CURRENT STATE---
all he can comprehend is that reyes’ is here , & jack REALLY wants to face him on the mats--- there’s a yearning to PROVE HIMSELF , to catch reyes’ eyes & show that jack’s not just another nameless recruit---& now he’s GOT HIS CHANCE , & coupled with the effects of the recent serum injection , it makes him feel SO HIGH------ ---until he feels low , low , LOW---
------vision returns to him , unobstructed by the shaky edges ; he’s free to CLEARLY take in the mat below him , apparently having hunched forward at some point---oh , there’s a splatter of bile between his feet ; & oh , there’s the heat of SHAME crawling up the back of his neck---
jack straightens , eyes wide ; victim of unexpected & minor black-out, brief loss-of-self not enough to knock him off his feet , but enough to return to him some amount of CLARITY--- he gapes across the space at reyes , automatically lifting an arm to swipe a wrist across his mouth . in the awkward silence , he coughs , gets another sense of SICKNESS sweeping through him---
“ rain check ?”
