Jonathan comes back to London after being locked up with Elizabeth for a year. Both decided they needed some time apart to find their footing after everything.
Jonathan comes by Geoffrey one night. Jonathan is casual and annoying, and Geoffrey is angry that Jonathan is back in town. Also that he got a letter saying Jonathan would be gone for a while and would he please keep an eye on Swansea and check in on his mother from time to time? Anyway, Jonathan is up on a balcony, Geoffrey is shouting up at him, the two Guards with him are feeling very uncomfortable. They try shooting him a couple times, but Jonathan just shadow dashes out of the way. Geoffrey tells them to stop wasting their bullets. If Reid wanted them dead, they never would have seen him coming. Jonathan requests that he tell his remaining Guards to please leave him alone as he is tired of killing priests and what look like children.
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Geoffrey hunts down a remaining Vulkod. Jonathan is already in combat with it. Geoffrey shoots it, and it flings Jonathan bodily across the alley. Ignoring the shots, it charges Geoffrey, grabs him by the neck, and starts to feed on him. Jonathan leaps onto it and stabs it repeatedly in its neck. It grabs Jonathan’s arm, squeezes until the bone shatters, and throws him against a wall. Geoffrey draws his sword as the Vulkod advances on him again. Then Jonathan uses his Abyss ability and kills it. He slumps against a wall, too injured to move much.
Geoffrey approaches Jonathan.
“Don’t come near me! I am dangerously low on blood, and you’re bleeding.”
Geoffrey touches his bite mark and leaves without a word. He returns a few minutes later, holding a wriggling rat by its tail in his gloves hand. “Hope you ain’t too delicate.”
Jonathan takes the rat and drains it in a single swallow. He activates Autophagy and heals his broken ribs.
“Not your arm?”
“I can at least walk with a broken arm.”
“Can’t you feed on the big guy?”
“Not once he’s dead. At least, not normally.” Jonathan collects some of Vulkod’s blood to turn into a serum later. “Are you injured?”
“Just banged up a bit. A lot better off than the condition you left me in.”
Instead of feeling guilty, Jonathan just smiles at the memory.
The two walk off in the same direction, purely by coincidence, no I am not following you, Reid. Jonathan leads him to one of his hideouts. Geoffrey is surprised that it has not only a bed but some lab equipment, clean water, and ammo.
“Convenient that this was so close by.”
Jonathan agrees noncommittally.
“You have these boltholes all over town, don’t you?”
“Yes. Well, I used to during the skal epidemic. Several of them were discovered and repurposed by locals while I was gone.”
Jonathan makes a blood serum one handed, injects it, and heals his arm. Then he collapses into bed fully dressed.
“You just going to sleep with me here?”
“Geoffrey, it has been a long night, and it is nearly dawn. I suggest you either leave and please don’t burn the place down while I’m asleep, or lay down and get some rest yourself.”
“Lay down? With you?”
“Don’t be so delicate, Geoffrey. I was in the war - close quarters are nothing new to me.”
Geoffrey does not appreciate being called by his first name. But it’s practically a dare now, and Geoffrey is feeling rather exhausted.
“Budge over Reid.” Geoffrey shoves at Jonathan’s hip with his boot. Jonathan just rolls over and ignores him. Geoffrey pulls his coat tighter around himself and lays down.
Some hours later, he begins to wake to the feeling of someone nuzzling into his hair and mouthing gently at his neck. God, that feels good. It’s been ages since anyone treated him like this.
Wait.
Then he feels a tongue slide roughly against his fresh bite mark.
Geoffrey shoves Jonathan back and leaps out of bed. “What the hell, Reid?!”
Jonathan, startled awake, sits up blearily. “I apologize. That was… unseemly.”
“Unseemly?! That was - shit, you opened it back up.” Blood wells in the wound.
Geoffrey storms out, but he doesn’t burn the place down with Jonathan inside.
He burns it down the next day.
“Real mature, McCullum!”
“Go fuck yourself, Reid!”
The two junior Guards are still confused.
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Seen many fics inaccurately (I was one as well!) describe Dr Jonathan Reid's eye colour when he's a pacifist and human, (they don't change - see below!).
They call them blue or green, when in fact they are a very pale grey with a central heterochromia of pale hazel.
Before turning, we see his eyes twice in flashbacks. Both scenes are tinted slightly red, but we can see the true colour with a bit of colour correction -
Now compare to his stage one - aka Pacifist, no kills eyes. They are the same.
a little comparison stacked (top 2 human, bottom 2 - ekon) -
SO yep, his eyes stay the same after turning. The colour, a natural very pale grey - pale gold hazel in the center fading out to the cold toned grey. Quite beautiful and natural apart from the paleness which is unusual but not unknown - see the actress Meg foster for a blue variant on very pale eye colour.
I can see why at times they can appear green or blue, after all lighting can make eyes , especially grey ones change colour depending on light tone.
I thought at first they had a blue tone, but then when deciding to draw him i wanted to study them to get them accurate.
These are real world examples of his pale grey/gold central heterochromia for comparison -
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