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Post by Nevyne on Sept 9, 2016 19:26:36 GMT
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Aw, I love twins! They’re so rare, especially for Magi. No surprise that their dreams are so deeply entwined together. They have quite the connection, don’t they, Opgraven? Not as close as us, though, don’t be like that~. Oh, and that smell… They’re so close to our dear friend Kupi, aren’t they? How intriguing, ahuhuhu~
Two beds in the same room as the hospital. Instead of a thin sheet separating them, there were prison bars. Just like Kyne’s room before she was Experiment X, just like Sterling’s time in the hunter’s guild. A twin to each bed. The hospital room was dimly lit, and the walls seemed to bleed with an unidentifiable black ichor.
Sterling was just recovering from a doped-up downer state, groggy, and barely able to force his body to move, like every limb was tied down by weights. Two masked nurses and a doctor stood around his bed, looking down at him, the doctor shaking his head.
“No good,” he said. “We’ll have to take the other leg off. No time for anesthesia. Nurse!”
The male nurses nodded, and retrieved a wicked-looking saw from the table; its teeth were jagged and uneven, some even broken. It looked more like a lumberjack’s tool than a medical device. The female nurse began prepping Sterling’s thigh with an antiseptic rag.
And his sister, dear Kyne, was also lying in bed, but no staff surrounded her, and no downers impeded her. But there was only one door in her room, and nothing would make it budge. There was no apparent way for her to get into her twin’s room, but she could see everything. She was wearing a hospital gown, and her arms were coated in bumps, marks, and spots from countless needlesticks.
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Post by Sterling Quinn on Sept 9, 2016 20:33:55 GMT
Even in his dreams, the idea of being doped up on Downers made him useless. His head was clouded with incoherent thoughts, his heart felt like it was beating too some strange slow dance, and well, his vision wasn't so well. Slowly, the stag tired to move his body and then any limb at all. However, nothing seemed to obey his mind ordering for his body to move. Blinking a few times, he stared up at the ceiling.
That was went the smell of a hospital hit him full force and he immediately felt sick to his stomach. Was this a dream? Where as he? Surely, this was a dream as he remembered resting in his bed not too long ago with his twin near by. Chatter sounded beside him and it didn't make any sense to his ears. It sounded very much like he was part of a Charlie Brown cartoon until he was able to focus, finally, on what was happening around him.
Finding out the only thing he could move was his head, he turned to look towards his twin in confusion and then the nurses all around him. How he missed them he didn't know. But the moment he saw them his eyes about leaped from his skull. What the fuck was happening? Why was there nurses and oh my god was that a saw in their hands? No, wait what kind of saw looked like that?!
His once slow pulse suddenly shot sky high as a rocket going to the moon. Being unable to move it didn't stop him from trying to get a flame going. Sadly, the only thing he managed to get was a low grade spark. "Get that the fuck away from me!" He cried out. He felt a pressure on his leg that was being cleaned but being unable to see he had no idea what was going on to that limb. However, he wasn't stupid. That nasty looking, god forsaken torture device was coming down towards him. They where going to take his other leg! "No. No. No! get that away!" More sparkes flowed from his limbs but nothing came of it thanks to the downers and his head was still spinning like a top. This was all a dream, it had to be, and he knew it. Just one big bad dream. "Kyne, get them the fuck away from me!" He finally screamed out, knowing his twin was over there near him.
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Post by kyne on Sept 9, 2016 21:58:51 GMT
[attr="class","trying"] [attr="class","we1"] [attr="class","lost1"]Understand I'm Strange, Twisted and Derranged [attr="class","rise"] [attr="class","dying1"] [attr="class","mouths1"]"Get that the fuck away from me!" Echoed into the dark recesses of her slumbering mind. The emptiness of her dream was too comforting for her to awake. It’s been so long since she slept without the haunting nightmares of her past. The needles, the seizures, the cold operating tables that twisted her childhood were always nipping at her dreams. Couldn’t she just ignore the voice for one—"Kyne, get them the fuck away from me!"
A pair of emerald eyes snapped open, leaving her peaceful state with fear prodding at her nerves. Sterling….that was Sterling’s voice! Forcing her body into an upward position, Kyne searched the room for her beloved twin. “What the fuck is this!?” She muttered, panic rising in her stomach at the mere sight of the grungy hospital room. ’No, no, no, no! They were free! When the fuck did this happen!? The thoughts in her head buzzed like an angry hive, making her head spin until she caught the sight of her sibling on the other side of a barred wall. Game over.
The magi leapt from her hospital bed in a flurry sheets and curses. Sure, she was scared shitless, but seeing her brother in danger caused more anger than fright.“Get the HELL away from him!” Kyne spat, searching desperately for anything and everything to throw at them. Old stethoscopes, pencils, syringes, whatever could fit through the bars. Whether they would land or not didn’t matter. Soon she would be gripping the bars with her teeth gritted. “Hey! Hey! You limp-dicked mother fucker! Why don’t you come operate on me, huh? Let me show you how to properly use that rachet piece of shit! GIVE ME THAT!” Flailing her arms, Kyne concentrated on the saw. Narrowing her eyes the woman would tap into her telekinesis in an attempt to yank it from his hands. If this were to succeed her next plan of action would be to ram in against her own door. However, if that did not work, she would desperately attempt to use her power to fling other sharp objects at the people surrounding her twin. Whether or not anything worked was up in the air [attr="class","lying1"]✎ @ulla , notes here don't make them too long ulla [newclass=.we1]background-image:url(http://i68.tinypic.com/2mepto5.jpg);height:380px;width:400px;padding-top:120px;overflow:hidden;[/newclass][newclass=.avatar]background-color:#363636;width:50%;padding:10px;opacity:.9;transition:1s;border:#666 1px solid;padding-top:30px;padding-bottom:30px;transition-delay:2.5s;[/newclass][newclass=.lost1]font-size:12px;font-family:Alegreya Sans SC;color:#fff;letter-spacing:2px;padding:10px;background-color:#363636;opacity:.9;border:#666 1px solid;width:50%;transition:1s;margin-top:10px;margin-bottom:10px;transition-delay:2.5s;[/newclass][newclass=.trying:hover .lost1]opacity:0;transition:1s;[/newclass][newclass=.trying:hover .avatar]opacity:0;transition:1s;[/newclass][newclass=.rise]padding-top:25px;height:475px;width:400px;background-color:#272727;opacity:.8;margin-top:200px;transition:2s;transition-delay:1s;[/newclass][newclass=.trying:hover .rise]margin-top:-360px;transition:1.5s;transition-delay:1s;[/newclass][newclass=.dying1]width:80%;padding:10px;background-color:#1a1a1a;border:#444 1px solid;opacity:0;transition:1s;[/newclass][newclass=.mouths1]color:#eee;font-size:10px;text-align:justify;height:370px;overflow:auto;padding:5px;[/newclass][newclass=.lying1]width:80%;padding:3px;background-color:#1a1a1a;color:#777;font-size:10px;text-align:left;border:#444 1px solid;margin-top:10px;padding-left:10px;padding-right:10px;opacity:0;transition:1s;[/newclass][newclass=.trying:hover .dying1]opacity:1;transition:1s;transition-delay:2.5s;[/newclass][newclass=.trying:hover .lying1]opacity:1;transition:1s;transition-delay:2.5s;[/newclass][newclass=.trying ::-webkit-scrollbar]width:7px;[/newclass][newclass=.trying ::-webkit-scrollbar-track-piece]background:#444;border-left:3px solid #1a1a1a;border-right:3px solid #1a1a1a;[/newclass][newclass=.trying ::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb]background:#000;border:#444 1px solid;[/newclass][newclass=.dying1 b]color:#508ACC[/newclass][googlefont=Alegreya Sans SC] |
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Post by Nevyne on Sept 12, 2016 17:15:57 GMT
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The staff all ignored the flurry of supplies pelting them from Kyne, and didn’t move an inch at the raised voices from either magi. What did catch their attention was Kyne’s telekinesis. She would find herself struggling with it, as if it weighed a thousand pounds, and that it would not move as she wanted. She was able to pull it enough to force it from the doctor’s hand, and it clattered against the dirtied tile floor.
“Nurse, if you would,” he said. The male nurse nodded and ducked under the bed to retrieve the blade. The female nurse would stand by idly, not helping, not moving.
Before Kyne could try to help him further, she would feel a tightening around her neck, and then a forceful yank that would force her backwards. It was a collar, wrapped just a bit too tight around her, and at the end of the chain leash, standing with a superior smile in her fashionable lab coat and high-heels, was none other than Emiko herself.
“Now, now, dear,” she would coo. “That sort of temper tantrum isn’t very becoming. I thought I trained you better, hm hm hmmm… Well, I guess you are a wild animal, aren’t you?”
If Kyne struggled to her feet, she’d find herself pulled down before she could. Emiko’s strength seemed to be cyborg-like, stronger than anything she’d seen. If she kept her determination, she would find herself able to stand.
And for Sterling, the male nurse would stand back up again, though his mask would be off, revealing a familiar face. Where had he seen it before… Ah, yes, the magi from the clinic. Luca. The one who claimed to want to help the stag. Fortunately, Sterling would find himself able to move his body, although a bit like being drunk, and still with heavy limbs. Unfortunately, his magic would still refuse to function beyond sparks and tiny flames. The doctor had the saw once more, and would get to work if Sterling did nothing about it.
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Post by kyne on Sept 16, 2016 16:11:41 GMT
[attr="class","trying"] [attr="class","we1"] [attr="class","lost1"]Understand I'm Strange, Twisted and Derranged [attr="class","rise"] [attr="class","dying1"] [attr="class","mouths1"]What was up with her powers? It didn’t feel like she was on downers, yet it took so much effort for her to simply knock the saw out of the man’s hand. ‘Somethings not right here. This isn’t reflecting reality. I’ve been able to juggle glasses with ease. Even if my body was tired my ability wouldn’t be thissluggish.’ Kyne thought as the blade clamored to the floor. ‘Think, think, think, think. I won’t let those bastards kill him.’ In the short minutes she had, the magi quickly analyzed the area. The ceiling looked just the same as the walls, tiled with black stains stretching across like spider webs. It seemed like an older building before OSHA or any organization forced it to install safety equipment. No sprinkler systems, no extinguishers, no eye wash stations, no safety showers for chemical spills, no axe to chop down anything. Idiots, no wonder they put Ster on downers.
Now, even when her mind was in panic, the underground Doctor always had a plan. A little strategy that she quickly formulates in seconds. It was her skill. Lack of physical energy was made up with brain power, and despite the fact that hospitals like this scared the living shit out of her…..she knew them. She knew them all too well. Everything she threw at the inadequate medical staff had a purpose, somewhat. The pencils didn’t, but the medium-sized glass bottles of reagents did. 90% isopropanol , ethanol, and good old ethyl ether had all shattered around the staff’s feet, it’s liquids combined in one large pool and seeped to the side of Sterling’s hospital bed.
‘Just one more.’ She thought, bending down to pick up another ether concoction before a sudden tightness grabbed her throat. Slender fingers managed to wrap around the bottle as she felt her body being forced down to her knees. “Aaack!” A pain-filled cry escaped her lips while her head whipped around to see what was lurking behind her.
“Now, now, dear. That sort of temper tantrum isn’t very becoming. I thought I trained you better, hm hm hmmm… Well, I guess you are a wild animal, aren’t you?”
A familiar voice taunted, causing her blue-green eyes to widen in horror. No, anything but her. Why did it have to be Emiko? Why was she even in this room!? The human would have never been able to withstand a decrepit place like this unless it was thoroughly bleached beforehand, or she was in a biohazard suit. At that moment something in her brain ticked like a spark from a match rubbing against a rough surface. This wasn’t possible.
“The last time I checked, you preferred a wild animal, Em.” Kyne countered, giving the woman a playful wink. It was an act, anything to keep her own heart from bursting out of her chest in fear. Unfortunately, trying to get up was going to be a waste of energy. So, the magi remained kneeling on the floor with a large, forced grin. Bit by bit she’d inch closer to the bars until she saw the nurse pick up the saw. It was then that she took her chance. With all her might she threw the bottle through the bars so that it shattered against the wall adjacent to her brother’s bed, soaking his sheets with the flammable ether concoction. “Sterling! The sheets…The puddle on the side of your bed! Light them now!” Kyne cried, knowing it would only take a spark for the alcohol-reeking liquid to ignite. After that there was no time to watch.
With all the might her slender legs could muster, she forced herself to her feet so she could move within the range of slack that her leash allowed. Quickly, her lithe form bounded over to the counter across from her bed and to the side of Emiko so she could lean against it for a moment to catch her breath. However, it resulted in the opposite effect. When her bright eyes lifted to examine what tools she could use, they were met with a heart thumping inside of a large glass vial. There it continued to beat, suspended in a cloudy green liquid used to preserve it. 'That is definitely not possible!' Her breathing hitched in her lungs while her gaze inspected many more tubes with various organs within them. ‘Fuck me!’ She cursed, turning around to face Emiko once more.
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Post by Sterling Quinn on Sept 22, 2016 3:22:49 GMT
Well, you're a hot mess I'M FALLING FOR YOU Sterlings poor heart was beating a mile a minute. The mere idea of losing his other leg was nightmare fuel in all the ways. All he could do was panic on the bed and wonder how the hell he even got to this point? Luckily, the cries of his sister snapped him out of his trans of staring into the blade. He moved his head towards her and unable to see her, he growled. He felt extremely drunk and weak as hell but he felt that he could sorta move now. Sluggish as his actions may be he wasn’t going to lay here and get his body cut into for a second time. The moved upon the bed and was able to get his upper torso to lean upwards at the same moment as he did this, he noticed who the doctor was right then. Luca. It caused his heart a great pain and rather then being afraid he became utterly pissed off. His fear did play a heavy part in his reaction but the rage of being betrayed for a second time was fierce. ”What the fuck, Luca?!” He exclaimed. He felt like he was just stabbed in the back all over again and if it was in his nature to cry, he might of done just that. But instead, all he could fell was the rage which was just enough to cause him to move into some kind of action. Hearing his sister yell at him and the crash of a bottle near by, he wasted no time. Even though he could do nothing more then spark, it was all he needed. His hands sparked into life with failed flame but he wasn’t concerned. Being a fire magi, flames did very little too him as the fire burst into life round him. His clothing might not survive but he wasn’t going to stick around. Using his arms, he forced himself off the bed and stumbled forward, shoving anyone out of his way as he pretty much smacked into a few medical cabinets and grabbed them for dear life. He turned quickly, knowing better then to leave his back wide open. He needed a weapon, anything at all. Upon the ground, he took note of all the items on the floor that his twin had thrown about. Luckily, beside him was a scalpel that he picked up --though almost falling over in the process-- and felt better armed as he stared at the doctor and nurses with a mixture of fear, hate, and rage. ”You’re all gonna be fucked…” Well, once he could fully focus and move around better. Right now, it was hard to even fully stand. Now the real test was going to be able to reach his twin, help her, and get rid of all these crazy shitty people. ”Kyne? Are you all right?” he called out, unable to full see her still in his current position and with his bed burning. | WORDS | xxx. | TAG | @ | NOTES | sorry for the delay! | MUSIC | xxx.
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Post by Nevyne on Sept 22, 2016 19:00:43 GMT
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A fire? Oh, now I didn’t expect that! How short-sighted, wouldn’t you say, Oppy? Our dear Linny may not feel the heat but for a fire magi, he’s not too bright, is he? My, my, they may need some sort of divine intervention to get out of this mess, ahuhuhu~
Luca backed away from the stag with his hands up and palms out.
“St-Sterling…” He said meekly, backed against the wall of the short room. “Your leg… it’s going to kill you if we don’t amputate…”
This wasn’t unheard of, of course, but Sterling would feel his leg without pain, and if he examined it, would find it without any indication of injury; no swelling, no wounds, no scars, nor bleeding, nor ulcers. By all accounts, he was in fine health, save for the downer drowsiness. The doctor stood still, unsure of what to do in the situation, and the female nurse stepped back and away from the other three, out of the path of the fire, tucked away in the corner and standing still like a statue.
Sterling would be able to manipulate the flames in all ways except extinguishing or lowering them, but the downers would affect his powers as they normally did. Kyne, however, would find herself unable to manipulate objects as she normally could.
Emiko would merely laugh, and swing the chain leash up towards the ceiling, landing it on a hook and then pulling Kyne with a force that threatened to break her neck. Kyne would be just far enough off the ground where she could just barely tip-toe to keep from being strangled by the collar, though her neck was strained and stretched to its limits. Emiko hooked her end on a protrusion in the wall, keeping the chain in place. She took a lazy stroll around the woman, laughing as her heels clicked on the cold hospital floor. She’d reach her hand up to lightly drag across Kyne’s body as she circled, in the familiar, perverted way Kyne knew.
“No, Kyne, not anymore,” she would say. “You showed me that wild animals have no loyalty, no respect, and no dignity. In retrospect, I should have expected it, but oh well! Now I know better; animals need to be broken and domesticated before they can be kept as pets. Part of you wants that, doesn’t it, dear?”
She would laugh that grating, cocky laugh once more as she dug her nails deep into Kyne’s flesh, tracing down her thighs and leaving wounds that teetered on the edge of bleeding. Her lips would trace small kisses along the long wounds, as if kissing her better, or like their relationship long past.
“Your brother can’t help you. Such a shame, too; he’s really your only friend, isn’t he? How sad! And I was so looking forward to hearing you cry out other names for help…”
And Kyne, in her elevated position, would be the first to notice the smoke filling the room. It was a light fog throughout most of it, but just a foot or two above her head, along the ceiling, the billowing, grey smoke would begin to spread throughout the room. Sterling, too, would notice it (if he could be bothered to split his attention to it, anyway).
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Post by kyne on Sept 30, 2016 18:49:23 GMT
[attr="class","trying"] [attr="class","we1"] [attr="class","lost1"]Understand I'm Strange, Twisted and Derranged [attr="class","rise"] [attr="class","dying1"] [attr="class","mouths1"]A wave of relief washed over her body at the sight of flames erupting in the adjacent room. Thank the gods her plan worked. It was going to cause some issues down the road, no doubt. Yet, it gave sterling enough maneuverability to escape the strange attackers. You can’t make an omelet without setting an entire room on fire…or breaking eggs. Whatever makes the boat float. The only thing that still bothered Kyne about Sterling situation was the kid. It was obvious he knew her brother, but why would he be dragged into this? Didn’t seem like an angry past lover, Kyne knew all of those from Ster’s endless rants. If she had to place her finger on the scene’s anomaly, that little shit and Emi would be it. Both characters deviated from the norm.
“I’m adequate.” Kyne called back just in time for her last word to end with a strained ‘Ack!’. Without warning, the magi’s body yanked forward and up so that she barely balanced on the balls of her feet. “Little less adequate.” She muttered while her hands desperately tugged at the collar wrapped around her stretched neck. Damn, she should have been paying attention to Emiko. At least now she could with sterling having his ability back. Speaking of which, why wasn’t her working!? Several sharp objects were in her focus and her gaze had fixed on all of them. There was enough mental willpower for her ability, but something was very, very wrong. No matter how hard she tried there was no telekinetic connection made. Odd, downers didn’t work like this.
The chilled, hard floor made her feet ache as they shuffled to keep her from losing consciousness. Thankfully the collar it’s self wasn’t tight enough to strangle, just tight enough to make the skin chafe against the leather. Right now, she really needed to think to figure out how they ended this way. ‘Just a few minutes.’ She thought, watching Emiko walk back over to her with an unfamiliar tone in her laugh. This wasn’t going to be easy.
Every sharp click from her heels resonated in her mind tauntingly. It was a bittersweet sound… There was a time when she used wait with bated breath at her cell door just to hear those distinct ‘clicks’. Now they just made her stomach turn and twist into a giant knot. “Glad to see you are having fun.” She murmured sarcastically, shivering against the human’s touch. Too much distraction, now was the best time to delve back into her memory. So, while Em spoke, Kyne remained silent as she tried to remember the events leading up to this.
The last memory she had she went to bed in her new apartment after work...she remembered feeling eerie, though. Then that triggered what had happened that night at work. Three bodies came in, lifeless. She was tasked to find the cause of death, to which she did. After a thorough examination she found— Gasp Kyne bit her lip as a sharp pain ran down her leg. Instinct dictated she shoot the woman a glare for interrupting her thoughts. However, upon seeing Em attempting to kiss the scratches, Kyne quickly diverted her eyes with a deep red hue spreading across her face. ‘God damn it! Don’t do that here!’ an irritated voice in her head cursed before returning to her previous ponder.
What she found was that all three bodied had died of shock during the REM period of slumber. Which, meant that something in their dreams could have triggered their death. Afterwards, she remembered requesting Kupiec’s advice on the findings and he mentioned a goddess that might be related. A Goddess that controlled the dream realm within mortals. Her name started with an N…Nereid….Nyjne….Nevyne! At the realization, her jade eyes grew as wide as the grin that slithered across her face. This wasn’t real. This was a dream…a dream they could die in, but still a dream!
“Help?” Kyne asked, flicking her gaze down at Emiko with a small flutter of the eyelashes. “Why would I request any help? I’m enjoying this far more than I’d like to admit.” She replied, lacing traces of honey in her tone. Strangely, if her brother wasn’t at risk of death in the next room, she probably would have really enjoyed this. Buuuut we won’t go into that.
“Although, I’m a little disappointed. I was hoping to see the great Nevyne grinning at the end of my leash.” With the last of her words, the magi gave the Emiko doppelganger a very pointed ‘I know what you are’ look. “You had me pretty fooled! I really didn’t expect this to be a dream, and I’m truly at awe at your work. How about we make a deal, my goddess? I can’t serve you in the afterlife, unfortunately.” Pulling her collar once more, her voice called through the smoke-filled air, loud enough for Sterling to hear. “Would you really like me to be your pet?” Kupiec wasn’t going to be too happy about it, but at least it would possibly save Sterling.
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Post by Sterling Quinn on Oct 6, 2016 0:59:28 GMT
Well, you're a hot mess I'M FALLING FOR YOU Finally, he was starting to somewhat feel his body or he was finally adjusting how strange he was feeling. Either way, he stood on his own and wobbled here and there. He shook his head violently as the flames seemed to devour the bed far to easily. Strange, even with the chemicals upon the bed it should not burn that fast. Taking a few breaths he turned his vision away from the smoke and fire to stare at his opponent, Luca. Swiftly, he held up a hand at him in with his proper greeting of the middle finger. "I'll take my mother fucking chances. I'm not going to have two peg legs." he spat out at the other with such hate that it would almost make the flames seem like they where nothing compared to his tone. "Go suck a dick." With that stated, he tried so hard to create another flame but of course all his body did was cough up sparks. He looked to back the bed and had the thought of trying to move the flames at Luca but decided against it. He didn't need other shit on fire just yet to create anymore smoke. "Fuck this shit! I'm done! Don't you fuckers move!" He declared after a mere glance to his leg. Moving as fast as he could, he went towards the bars that separated him and his twin. Once there, he turned his body to be able to keep an eye on Luca and the nurses. But also, to keep an eye on his sister who was now being strung up it seemed. He was starting to feel beyond pissed and all the heat in the world he could possess would not melt steel but still, he would try. "Kyne, god damnit! What the fuck you think your doing looking like a damn pinata!" he growled at her as he shoot an arm through the bars in order to try and grab his twin, anything to touch her. He doubt he could lift her but he was going to do something. Pulling back he looked around for a door. He then shot a look at Emi that reflect even more hate then before. "Bitch, I'm coming for you!" It was then he finally caught his siblings words. His brows came together in a look of confusion. He ducked down to stay out of the smoke that traveled upwards. Was his twin stoned? "Nevyne?" He questioned slowly as if the name sounded familiar to him. He often followed the Magi goddess and paid little attention to others unless he felt the need to pray to the. "Wait, this bullshit is a dream?" He looked over his shoulder at his own scene and then turned to view his siblings. The areas where two very different places, with very different people. Sterling looked more confused then his confident sibling. But he seemed to be putting the facts together. Luca was too much of a pussy to do anything in reality and he was pretty sure he would do anything not to be around him. Even if he was trying to save his life and these nurses....they looked...strange. "Phineaus, are we really in a dream?" he asked, keeping his eyes peeled on everything, it now just felt strange to him. | WORDS | xxx. | TAG | @ | NOTES | sorry for the delay! | MUSIC | xxx.
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Post by Nevyne on Oct 6, 2016 20:59:16 GMT
Welcome to your
Well! This wasn’t how this was supposed to go at all. Just like that Shinzu had guessed he was dreaming, so too did Kyne, and now even her dumber brother was catching on. Well, it could still be fun, but the delightful scare was basically over.
The fire continued to burn, but it did not spread; it was as if it was on a seamless loop, running in place, perpetually strong but unable to move forward. The smoke was much the same. The doctor and the figure of Luca stood still as if they were mannequins; expressionless, motionless, and stiff. A laughter came not from Emiko, but from the previously silent female nurse in Sterling’s half of the room. She stepped through the prisonlike bars as if they were nothing but air.
“Wrong one, dear,” Nevyne would say. She would stroll to Kyne’s bed and take a seat, watching her dangle from the chain. “I’m over here.”
She kept the nurse outfit; it was rather cute, after all. Next to Sterling, the stiff figures of Luca and the doctor would melt into a black goop, which would move along the floor as if sentient, then climb up Nevyne’s form to Her head. She cooed at it as it took the natural form of Opgraven. The nurse’s hat didn’t fall off, but rather stayed atop Opgraven’s head as her formed under it. She crossed Her legs and smiled.
“Deals are your patron’s realm, not mine, love,” She said. “So is your status of ‘pet,’ and I can see why He keeps you; you seem rather fun. Though, that is the real Linnaeus over there; I’m not quite sure he enjoys watching his sister twitch and beg like a bitch in heat. Manners, Phinaeus!”
Despite Her lecture, Nevyne didn’t make any attempt to stop Emiko from pulling on the leash and leaving Kyne ‘strung up like a piñata;’ Nevyne chuckled at that. Even in danger, they found time to be amusing. She’d expect nothing less than the followers of Her good friend. She really would rather not kill them; ooh, He would be mad! But at the same time, they really did need to learn a lesson about paying their respects to Her. Besides, He had an eternity to get over it if they did die by... accident.
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