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⇨ DANGEROUS ENCOUNTERS
Who: Anyone out in the library.
When: Day 59
Where: The Athenaeum
What: Towards the end of the visit, we are visited by a series of worrisome NPCs, who may or may not be illusions. There will be at least 5 NPC toplevels posted overall, all happening in a similar time period ICly (in rough chronological order), so not everyone needs to be in every thread.
Warnings: Possibility of very real danger to anyone who participates. Remember that Sans has told everyone to travel in groups, so if you aren't, you'll probably get a scolding later.
When: Day 59
Where: The Athenaeum
What: Towards the end of the visit, we are visited by a series of worrisome NPCs, who may or may not be illusions. There will be at least 5 NPC toplevels posted overall, all happening in a similar time period ICly (in rough chronological order), so not everyone needs to be in every thread.
Warnings: Possibility of very real danger to anyone who participates. Remember that Sans has told everyone to travel in groups, so if you aren't, you'll probably get a scolding later.
TURNING THE PAGE↴![]() As the carnival continues to explore the Athenaeum in the pursuit of more information about the legendary Miracles, the tension is thick with the knowledge that the Summer Court could be in pursuit any day now. On Day 59, a series of threatening encounters will begin manifesting - but are they real, or an illusion? |
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"Well -- this is still better than being destabilised," she huffs.
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And then her wings flare out and she outright lunges at Jasper, water snapping upwards to bind Jasper in place. A hopefully effective restraint.
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"Ngh--" she growls, "you're right, I should have left you with that disgusting fae--"
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"And now we're both stuck wherever here is!" Because Jasper ruined it. Lapis doesn't know how, but there's nowhere to run away too, and there's no better target.
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She's a Lapis Lazuli.
There's no reason for her to not have control over water. There's no reason for her to be unable to control it with absolute precision. Taking these frustrations out on Jasper makes her feel better, and she lifts her foot, putting it on the top of Jaspers' head in a clear motion of superiority.
She'll keep Jasper under for as long as she likes.
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She looks up past Jasper shoulder, meeting Lapis's eyes. She smiles.
"Keep going," she will say without moving her lips, both of them able to hear it regardless. Like the turn of a switch, Jasper will begin to drown.
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In all her time held prisoner by Lapis, submerged, struggling to free herself from Lapis's chains and haul herself above water, she has never felt anything like this. She had been desperate, yes, but a purely ideological desperation -- for control, for power, for escape. This is an undeniable, physical need on a level Jasper has never experienced before. She gasps, chokes on a throatful of water, thrashes and kicks and cries out in a frantic, wordless gargle.
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Jasper, quite quickly, has been forgotten.
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Still, as Lapis panics and backs away, the Lady will keep watching her. She speaks again.
"Hold her down, or I'll hold you down longer."
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She doesn't like Jasper. She wants to hurt Jasper, but not on someone elses orders.
Water rises up again, but it doesn't shoot towards Jasper, but instead the Fae herself. Maybe if she takes her by surprise, it'll be different.
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The Lady floats up to meet her, with Jasper still struggling in her arms, her naked body pressed against the Quartz's back. She can feel the life leaving her, even if she won't let her die from this.
She keeps looking at Lapis expectantly. Lapis will feel her need to breathe slowly returning, as the Lady watches.
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She has fewer concerns about Jasper right now.
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The Lady just keeps watching her, watching her desperation. All the while, she enjoys the feeling of his gem warrior growing weaker and weaker in her arms. She's giving Jasper something she's never felt before.
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She doesn't stop trying, though her attempts are clearly becoming more frenzied with each passing second, culminating in wide swipes with her hands and her tail lashing as she tries to force something, anything to happen. A ripple, a drop, anything.
Anything to throw the Fae off. Anything to stop the burning in her Gem.
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When they wake, there will be air in the room again. The depth is back to its original three feet, and they will wake up across from each other, as they had before.
The only difference is that the Lady is sitting in there with them, her arms wrapped around her knees as she watches them curiously.
"Are you here?" she asks them as she sees them stir. "What did you think?"
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"What," she rasps, struggling to her feet, unsteady, "what was that, what--"
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