Born flying, huh? [John would say Poe was lucky, if he didn't know better.
For all his problems with his family, and his struggle to meet his father's expectations, John knows his childhood was charmed. He wanted for nothing, except for his father's acceptance and love. The latter of which John probably always had, to some degree. Even if he was a disappointment.
The boy who had everything, and threw it all away. Story of John's life.
Poe starts to go down, and John catches him mid-slide by locking both arms around his waist. He hauls him back up with a grunt, maybe a little too roughly, so they both go stumbling backwards.]
You're okay! You're okay. If you've gotta be sick, we can find a little privacy-
[He pat-rubs Poe's back reassuringly while looking over his shoulder for the nearest dark side street, just in case.
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For all his problems with his family, and his struggle to meet his father's expectations, John knows his childhood was charmed. He wanted for nothing, except for his father's acceptance and love. The latter of which John probably always had, to some degree. Even if he was a disappointment.
The boy who had everything, and threw it all away. Story of John's life.
Poe starts to go down, and John catches him mid-slide by locking both arms around his waist. He hauls him back up with a grunt, maybe a little too roughly, so they both go stumbling backwards.]
You're okay! You're okay. If you've gotta be sick, we can find a little privacy-
[He pat-rubs Poe's back reassuringly while looking over his shoulder for the nearest dark side street, just in case.
A man has his pride, and Poe has more than most.]