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un: strange / video
( Forward-dated to the 7th / during the Clawing. )
[ The image opens to a view of Alem from above and at great distance. It's an awkward angle, somewhere to the side of the great stone Citadel where a couple of the smaller merchant entrances open into the Crossing. The view dips and sways, wind howling across the network as the pendant that captures it sits against its wearer's chest, floating high in chill air.
Only this for a few seconds - and then the slow zoom of an approach until Alem is much larger and the small figures of people and their wares can be seen disappearing in through one of the more secluded merchant's gates, more figures closing them up behind. Another eerie stretch of nothing but the buffeting of wind and an unaware fortress, then hands raise into the forefront of the image. Precise white scars trail the backs of all the fingers and that's the last detail there is before everything happens too fast for detail.
Those hands move through two swift patterns and a pair of vibrant orange mandala burst into life. They crash together, spark, and huge angry bolts of raw magic leap from them, hot and bright as fire and travelling in violent arcs toward an unwitting target.
They strike the gate. An explosion.
From this distance, the sounds of screams and cries for action are difficult to separate from the screeching of the wind. The broadcast cuts dead. ]
( ooc: somebody got Clawed!! He's attacked one of the rear merchant's entrances of the Crossing, so there's no pressure for anyone who is frequenting the Crossing in general to have been caught up in the blast, but if you'd like for your characters to have been there to witness first hand when the spell struck/to have been hurt in the blast that is also A-OK! No obligation to tag into this post, but if you do have your character hurt please let me know here so I can keep track.
The majority of Stephen's replies will most likely come a few hours after the attack once he's fully released from the Claw, but if anybody would specifically like to reach him while he's still Clawed, hit me up oocly (the comment linked above works, or plurk/disco!) and we can do the thing. Otherwise, feel free to also use this post as a place for characters to talk amongst themselves! )
[ The image opens to a view of Alem from above and at great distance. It's an awkward angle, somewhere to the side of the great stone Citadel where a couple of the smaller merchant entrances open into the Crossing. The view dips and sways, wind howling across the network as the pendant that captures it sits against its wearer's chest, floating high in chill air.
Only this for a few seconds - and then the slow zoom of an approach until Alem is much larger and the small figures of people and their wares can be seen disappearing in through one of the more secluded merchant's gates, more figures closing them up behind. Another eerie stretch of nothing but the buffeting of wind and an unaware fortress, then hands raise into the forefront of the image. Precise white scars trail the backs of all the fingers and that's the last detail there is before everything happens too fast for detail.
Those hands move through two swift patterns and a pair of vibrant orange mandala burst into life. They crash together, spark, and huge angry bolts of raw magic leap from them, hot and bright as fire and travelling in violent arcs toward an unwitting target.
They strike the gate. An explosion.
From this distance, the sounds of screams and cries for action are difficult to separate from the screeching of the wind. The broadcast cuts dead. ]
( ooc: somebody got Clawed!! He's attacked one of the rear merchant's entrances of the Crossing, so there's no pressure for anyone who is frequenting the Crossing in general to have been caught up in the blast, but if you'd like for your characters to have been there to witness first hand when the spell struck/to have been hurt in the blast that is also A-OK! No obligation to tag into this post, but if you do have your character hurt please let me know here so I can keep track.
The majority of Stephen's replies will most likely come a few hours after the attack once he's fully released from the Claw, but if anybody would specifically like to reach him while he's still Clawed, hit me up oocly (the comment linked above works, or plurk/disco!) and we can do the thing. Otherwise, feel free to also use this post as a place for characters to talk amongst themselves! )
video | un: off scarlet
This isn't you.
[It's obvious when someone is not themselves. They both know it, that creeping sensation at the back of the neck, though he's very obvious in this show of destruction.]
voice, (Clawed).
So there's very almost no response. Then, a long minute later, the sound of whipping wind accompanied by no visual. ]
Quiet the kid. Before she hurts herself.
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[It's a less than subtle warning. This time, she's not on the wrong side. He is. Minor, so far, but if he decides to do more...]
You need to leave.
[Before he turns this into the fight they've been hoping to avoid since his arrival. There shouldn't be any reason to be at odds here, and yet he's just gone in the wrong direction.]
no subject
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[She's not particularly pressed to shake him back to his senses, as there are other things to worry about if he's not leading a full on assault, but she is curious if her suspicions are correct.]
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He promised her quiet, didn't he? Let her have it now. ]
text.
I need a favor.
[ No room for niceties, he hasn't had the processing time. Besides, he's owed. ]
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[She expected some sort of contact once he came back to his senses, and so the reply comes quickly.]
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[ He'll do everything he can to avoid a next time. But if a next time comes, she's the only true failsafe there is. ]
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[But she'll do it.]
Are you okay?
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Peachy. [ No, but that's secondary now. ] What was the girl's name?
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She's a good kid.
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[ He'd seen how scared he made her. Even under the thrall he hadn't wanted to harm a child unnecessarily— but he would've, wouldn't he? So he defers to Wanda's judgement here. ]
Thank you.
[ For the favor. For helping Kamala before he could do her harm. For treating him with humanity now, even with their history.
He'll deal with untangling the rest once he's handed himself over for Alem's judgement. ]
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Anything else?
[Definitely not eavesdropping on other conversations, here.]
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[ Though, perhaps - ]
I'll be handing myself over to Deimar when I return. The Southern tower may need your help if he decides to detain me.
[ Stephen's hoping he won't, if only because he has work to do, but he'll accept it if that's the decision. ]
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He'll let you go.
[Subtext: she'll get involved, otherwise.]
It's a bad time to repent.
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[ In their line, there's never a day that might not incidentally be the end of the world. No good time. Every choice's consequences sit lined up in boxes he'll never open or sort through.
Time to add another to the shelf. ]
Barnes seems intent on accompanying me. If he does and Deimar makes an unexpected decision, he'll let you know even if I can't.
[ Though realistically, there's very little anyone in this castle could do to keep Stephen from sharing a message if he wanted to. ]
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[There's not going to be any benching of one of their top players, if she has any say in the matter. And, generally, she does have say whether other parties involved like it or not.]