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EVENT: ORIGIN'S ORIGINS

Who: explorers!
When: Day 31, night
Where: The Jungle

[The sun has gone down when the heroes receive an unmarked message:

This Star has secrets you should know. If you want to find them, follow the light.

Should they look outside, they will in fact see a light -- a thin but bright pillar rising from the overgrown town out in the jungle.

It's still raining, still covered in frogs, but there's definitely something going on.

And in the direction of the beach, there's also a faint, bell-like ringing. But that's not what's calling you right now... is it?]

[PREMINGLE ★ NOTES ★ SESSIONS ★ AFTERMINGLE]

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[ well.

he gets punched.

he sways, blood spilling from a split in his lip, but he doesn't let go. he can't let go. he's on auto pilot now, his fingers just tightening on her throat. one of them will die here. of this he is certain. it's only up to fate who gives out first. ]

[Okay, children, time to go in the timeout corner.

80H arrives on the scene and assesses the situation in an instant. Electricity is a hot mess of a weakness of hers, but she needs to get involved, she doesn't trust that her words will carry.

If anything, her desire for this to end might make them try to kill each other faster.

She breaks Midnight's hand at the wrist to make him let go--trying to pull his hand off might result in Breeze's throat getting torn out with all that pressure.]

Enough. Both of you. Let him go, Breeze-han.

[ she notices 80H a fraction of a second too late to keep her from grabbing onto Midnight's wrist - too bad about that tunnel vision - but only a fraction of a second. even with the other end still wrapped around his throat, the chains react fast and move even faster into place, weaving a rapid net-like barrier that centers itself around her arm, making it hard for her to move ]

Stay out of it.

[ too bad about that tunnel vision x2. goodbye hand.

the actual pain barely registers, but it's enough to shock him out of the blackness edging his vision. his fingers tremble, his grip going slack even as he struggles to hold on--

he doesn't agree verbally, but. he has a free hand.

ripping his wrist away from her (or at least trying,) he turns to aim a blind punch at this new threat. ]

[Correction: he had a free hand.

If she is surprised by his strength, she does not show it, nor is she--she has seen some of what he is capable of.

She snaps that wrist too, very neatly.]

You are making "it" my and everyone else's problem by proximity. This is not a duel, I can taste the killing intent like a poor wine.

[Her arm is caught in this net of chains, and she can take an honest moment to appreciate the weaving of it even as her hand is ensnared. But she has legs free, so while still holding onto Midnight, water appears in a burst to give her added speed and with the momentum, she is going to attempt to flip backward and catch Breeze's neck between her legs before twisting her entire body and tranferring the force to bring Breeze down to the ground.

Hard.]

[ holy shit

you ever been so surprised and turned on at the same time that you just let yourself get fucking ended ]

[ goodbye other hand. it's fine. he doesn't need his h--- ]

HHHK-- [ ?!?!?????? ALRIGHT GUESS HE'LL JUST GET YANKED AROUND WHILE SHE FLIPS BACKWARDS, SOMEHOW!? it's a wonder his arm doesn't get yanked out of his fucking socket but alright. that's startling enough that it actually pulls him out of his near-comatose hyperfocus but

he's not going to take this lying down like his uselessly gay sister ]

What the hell-- LET GO of me! [ just. snaps. he's on the ground now with two broken hands and some crazy bitch holding onto him like he's some misbehaving child. he's reached... a limit. of some kind. that's for sure. ]

[that's because you're misbehaving, child.

She isn't supposed to harm humans. In fact, a part of her really dislikes having to do so, but the alternative is allowing them to harm themselves to such dangerous degrees. Thus, can she circumvent her programming.

Also. They're being ridiculous.

She does let go of Midnight, actually, twisting her legs in a sharp spin to give herself enough momentum to land back on her feet.

Except one of those feet are on Breeze's chest. She keeps the pressure light, she doesn't want to break her ribcage, but she is not going to let up easily, either.]

Let us both go and stop this.

[She glances at Midnight.]

Both of you.

[ starts fucking

wheezing laughing

rasping, heaving for breath through a throat full of glass, with an easy sincerity as the chains mostly collapse with a metal rattle to the ground ]

Sure. I don't feel like fighting you.

[ mostly. the chain at Ras's neck goes loose, but doesn't come free. ]

[ midnight is honestly much less willing to listen to 80H for the sake of listening to her, but breaking the uneasy truce would be near meaningless at this point. the rasping laughter coming from sophie makes him feel sick. he should go. he should... ]

You should have left us alone. [ just growls low in his throat as he reaches up to try and remove the rest of the chains himself. he knows that sophie hasn't backed down entirely. his hands are nearly fucking useless, but he doesn't want them touching his skin anymore ]

Unless you want to make this into a hobby.

Do not speak, Breeze-han. You can fight me, if you have the energy for it. Whenever you wish. I would prefer it to this.

[She is going to gently, but firmly kick the chains away from Midnight, because she trusts Breeze about as far as she can th--no she could throw her very far.

Point being, no trust!!! Chains go]

I will heal both of you, and you will not begin again freshly.

[To Midnight:]

I enjoy hobbies.

[But she is going to kneel by Breeze's side first and wrap her throat in an orb of water. She removes the glass--carefully--and begins healing her throat.

Breeze won't feel a thing of pain, only cool comfort and safety.]

[ the chains tighten around his neck again, thwarting both their attempts to get rid of it - and sends another shock. tilts her head vaguely away from the attempts to heal the glass too- though she doesn't make a real move to stop it, so maybe it's more like just baring her throat, if not for the look on her face and the weight of her voice. ]

The problem's proximity, right? Just tell me where to take our date instead.

[ fuck you too sophie.

he can't say he didn't expect something like that, but it still sends him coughing violently to shake off the pain. his shoulders tremble from the force. ... or is that laughter? ]

If you're that keen on killing me, you can do it later. [ half-wheezes out. as he attempts to push himself to stand. stubbornness really runs in the family. ]

And I don't need your help. Not now, and not in the future.

[you're getting healed you useless bisexual, but oh 80H isn't having this shit]

Do not be a fool! Let him go.

[oh for heaven's sake--Those chains are special, she doesn't know if she can break them.]

Do you not understand? It is not merely proximity but doing the enemy's job for them.

[She snaps coldly and thinks of naeva for a moment wondering if she'd laugh or give her a look, but it doesn't matter. 80H avoids people, she doesn't go out of her way to speed up the process by fighting them to the death.

She hears Midnight, but doesn't think to form a reply, since Breeze holds her attention with her RENEWED STRANGLING ATTEMPTS.

Fuck it.

She is going to try and pull the chains off Midnight's throat.]

Damn fucking straight I am.

[ plants her fist on the ground and pushes herself back up onto her feet, tangling her free hand in a few more loops of chain ]

We're supposed to bond? Get to know each other, get all close and cozy?

Not a fucking chance. Hey, what happens when you drop off and the Malice eats you or whatever, anyway? It's not like death, right? Maybe he just stops existing?

Bet you'd love that.

[ and she sends. a much stronger surge down the chains again. ]

[ okay nevermind fuck standing i guess.

as stubborn as he is he can't stop his voice from leaving his throat in a garbled painful sound, and he can't stop his legs from buckling from underneath him.

he does at least catch himself on his hands and knees-- though considering the state of his hands that may have been a mistake ]

[ the coughing now is definitely laughter. a dry, low sound from deep in his chest. his entire body is screaming at him. he couldn't disappear now even if he tried. even though he wants to. ]

What... you don't believe that I can be saved? [ he's. going to try to push himself up again. and again. and again, ] What would your Athena have to say about that? Are you so willing to risk this world -- this existence -- that you think is worth saving.....

[ he stumbles, swaying on his feet. meeting her eyes. ]

If you want to erase me so badly, who am I to deny you? Sophie...

[The chain won't budge no matter how hard she tries--and she is trying, having hundreds of pounds of strength. This isn't typical, as she suspected.

Midnight's hands are getting worse, she knows. She can still fix it, but his getting oxygen is much more dire at the moment. The shocks hurt her too and she hisses in pain, but she is not about to give up, one way or another.]

[ "Sophie."

she snaps. it's like suddenly 80H isn't even there, suddenly the chains aren't even there, even though they subconsciously tighten under Sophie's grips when her hands shoot out to grab onto Ras's throat themselves, all while she just starts screaming, really only half-coherent. ]

You're meaningless to this world! You don't care if it all goes to shit! That's exactly what you've always wanted! The moment I let you out of my sight you'll just disappear off to Hades or Malice or whatever other convenient darkness you can use as an excuse to not care about anything again! How could I save you without Athena when all I'm good for is hurting people and ruining everything and even there I'm no match for your stupid fucking strength?! It was so hard! It was so hard to kill you and I couldn't even do it any better way, but I thought at least I'd accomplished something! But everything I do is meaningless to you! If you're just going to give up on it anyway then give it back! Give me your life back, you son of a bitch!

[ he'd expected-- no, wanted an explosion. he'd laid the bait-- full of purpose and the breadcrumbs of familiarity he still had with her, that gave him the ability to cut with words, with intent. the perfect example of why you shouldn't lay yourself bare... in truth, he'd wanted her to snap. to kill him. of course. they both knew this.

but this was not the reaction he was expecting.

he can barely keep up. there's too many paths, too many leaps and missing gaps. too many things he never had the tools with which to understand in the first place. his head is spinning, though that may simply be the growing lack of oxygen. certainly... that is to blame for his only being able to latch onto the last part. that last demand. ]

..... you want my life?

Yeah.

[ presses down on his windpipe with her thumbs like she's trying to crush it, voice gone soft but for the faint underpainting of mania ]

No one else gets to kill you. Shut up and die again, Rasmaki mou.

[ Rasmaki mou.

he reaches up to grasp her wrists. not pulling her away. her face is swimming in his head. her face. her face. her -- ]

Is this what love is... to you?

[Breeze obsessively tunnel visions, blind to 80H.

Good. Then she will not see her coming.

She has since let go of the chain, gloves singing slightly with the force of the electricity, but intact. She can marvel at the durability of her clothes later.

For now, she slides behind her and snaps a hand, her fingers together, to the back of her head in a sharp blow.]

Edited 2019-07-03 23:13 (UTC)

[ the face she makes at that question

ultimately doesn't really matter since then she just crumples over unconscious. tunnel vision is bad, kids ]

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