There is pressure, and pain, and Ziggy cries out when something pops, and then there's even more pain, so blinding it actually brings tears to his eyes, and it's actually been a long time since that's happened.
His right arm feels wrong, just wrong, and he can't even struggle with it anymore. He doesn't have a clue how he'd morph, even if he broke the stranger's tight hold on that arm.
"D-Dillon..." Ziggy hisses through his teeth, crying out for his partner, even though he probably still back at the apartment...
And then he hears Dillon's voice, and his heart summersaults, and he actually manages a pained laugh, looking back over his shoulder at this obviously evil stranger. "You're screwed."
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Date: 2012-11-07 05:15 am (UTC)His right arm feels wrong, just wrong, and he can't even struggle with it anymore. He doesn't have a clue how he'd morph, even if he broke the stranger's tight hold on that arm.
"D-Dillon..." Ziggy hisses through his teeth, crying out for his partner, even though he probably still back at the apartment...
And then he hears Dillon's voice, and his heart summersaults, and he actually manages a pained laugh, looking back over his shoulder at this obviously evil stranger. "You're screwed."