[ The shift is what catches him. He wants to startle, but all that does is send out more shocks along his skin. For a moment, he's waiting for it, if not expecting it: the pain, or the traps, or something that isn't going to be pleasant. Power wisps across his skin as a substitute for him being tense for a second... two... three... and after a bit it dies down by degrees when nothing comes.
Joshua chances a look around to see if there are any traps like his own, and his gaze freezes on the first canvas he spots. It's Cat Street; he can recognize it instantly. He's startled for a moment, but then the pain of separation he'd been feeling not moments ago hits him hard once more and he turns away... only to see the Scramble Crossing with 104 looming in the background.
Joshua makes a face, disgusted and pained at the same time, and lifts his gaze to the ceiling. He swallows thickly. ] You're disgusting. [ But there's more pain than conviction in his voice. ]
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Joshua chances a look around to see if there are any traps like his own, and his gaze freezes on the first canvas he spots. It's Cat Street; he can recognize it instantly. He's startled for a moment, but then the pain of separation he'd been feeling not moments ago hits him hard once more and he turns away... only to see the Scramble Crossing with 104 looming in the background.
Joshua makes a face, disgusted and pained at the same time, and lifts his gaze to the ceiling. He swallows thickly. ] You're disgusting. [ But there's more pain than conviction in his voice. ]