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May. 27th, 2014 08:54 pmRobin had known something was amiss the moment he awoke. Still, his grogginess made him brush it off for the moment, and he sleepily moved to sit up in bed, careful not to jostle Regina beside him, as it was clear she was still asleep. He was about to rub his eyes when he stopped short, noticing the color of his skin.
He had not been living outside since he came to this place, but there was no reason he ought to be so deathly pale. He looked at his other arm and found it to be the same color. He stood almost immediately, thinking he would go to the mirror to see if his face was pale as well, only to stop short when he dropped his hands to his sides and found the small movement caused a rush of something to burst forth from him. It took him a moment to realize he had just managed to somehow cover his wall with something that looked very much like -
"Ice?" he exhaled, stunned, as he stared at the patch on the wall that he had apparently just made out of thin air. He had no idea what he had just done or how he had done it, but he immediately stopped moving, feeling his heartbeat quickening. Whatever he had done, he was worried moving would cause it to happen again.
"Regina?" he called out as loud as he could muster without feeling as though he would wake Roland. He hoped she would stir at his voice - he certainly was not going to attempt to shake her with what he had just seen happen. His voice edging with something akin to panic, he tried again. "Please, wake up."
He had not been living outside since he came to this place, but there was no reason he ought to be so deathly pale. He looked at his other arm and found it to be the same color. He stood almost immediately, thinking he would go to the mirror to see if his face was pale as well, only to stop short when he dropped his hands to his sides and found the small movement caused a rush of something to burst forth from him. It took him a moment to realize he had just managed to somehow cover his wall with something that looked very much like -
"Ice?" he exhaled, stunned, as he stared at the patch on the wall that he had apparently just made out of thin air. He had no idea what he had just done or how he had done it, but he immediately stopped moving, feeling his heartbeat quickening. Whatever he had done, he was worried moving would cause it to happen again.
"Regina?" he called out as loud as he could muster without feeling as though he would wake Roland. He hoped she would stir at his voice - he certainly was not going to attempt to shake her with what he had just seen happen. His voice edging with something akin to panic, he tried again. "Please, wake up."
