anti_nonsense: (FUCK GHOSTS. FUCK THEM.)
Rita Mordio ([personal profile] anti_nonsense) wrote in [community profile] lostcarnival 2018-02-01 03:06 am (UTC)

"He's not my--" Rita can't even finish protesting at Lambert before Strange chimes in and makes things even worse.

"UGH!!" She lets out a frustrated cry, then takes a breath, and starts chanting another spell. "Why don't you both just die already!?"

There's a spark as the spell activates, but rather than a fireball or a lightning bolt, there's an oppressive sense in the air within a large circular area... and then gravity slowly starts to weaken, then reverses, pulling its targets upward. This includes 9S; the magic tractor beam may pull him (and Pod 153) the rest of the way out of the moat and straight up into the air. Within the area of the spell, Rita stands unaffected.

"Screw this! I'm going home," Rita huffs, still red-faced and agitated as she turns and storms off. Within seconds, the spell's effect expires, and anyone still suspended by it will suddenly find themselves at the mercy of gravity once more.

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