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⇨ FAERIE TALES
Who: Rescue Teams!
When: Day 61
Where: The Athenaeum
What: The carnival goes to get their kidnapped comrades, and use the Athenaeum's magical power of narrative asspulls to guide their way.
Warnings: Two out of three of the fae here are deeply unclean.
When: Day 61
Where: The Athenaeum
What: The carnival goes to get their kidnapped comrades, and use the Athenaeum's magical power of narrative asspulls to guide their way.
Warnings: Two out of three of the fae here are deeply unclean.
TELL YOUR STORY↴![]() Five of you have been lost, and it's time to get them back. Below, we will be threading the encounter threads one at a time. Put on your best improv hat and feel free to join in. |
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"See, you got it," he says to Amethyst, giving kind and gentle words. She had such a fiery spirit and they are certainly not one of pity. "We must be close given how thick these vines are becoming."
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He's so far away from everything right now, like he's outside of his body while still being awake. Not that it really matters, when he can barely move as it is. With nowhere to escape to, physically or mentally, he's allowed himself to get lost in it all - the familiar feeling of the Blue Rose's will flows through him, and it's easy to forget that has a will of is own.
It isn't until he feels Creation rise up inside of him again that he's startled into remembering himself. Suddenly, he knows. There are other people here, too.
Somehow, he also knows they need his help - like he can feel them asking even if he can't hear or see their presence. He mumbles something out loud before realizing that no one will hear him. He wants to scream for their help, how is he supposed to help them? Yet, he feels like he has to.
He wants to cry, because he feels like he can't. It seems impossible, like it will only result in him getting hurt. But... he can't ignore their calls, either.
He allows himself to feel out the extent of his fingers, rooted into the ground below. It's a part of him, right now - he's one with the gardens, so why can't he control them? It should be something he can do. He just needs to make them listen.
'Please, please, please,' he thinks, closing his eyes tight and reaching out - if not with his own hands, with a borrowed pair.
The thorns will begins to shift, pulling aside and towards the walls. It's slow, but they are definitely moving, and seemingly in an effort to make the path easier to traverse. Soon, they'll be at the center.
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"Uh, I mean, obviously it did and no way any gnarly plant monsters are gonna get my butt poofed right now unless I'm doing something real cool and heroic!"
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"He knows!" He's almost bouncing on his feat. He can't rush far ahead of the group given the constant blockades, but he's quicker to move forward to the next one, and the next one.
Briefly he turns back to Amethyst, smiling despite the situation. "That won't happen anyway, because we're all going to look after each other and Steven. Everyone's getting out of here, no problem, okay?"
He sounds confident, although it's hard to tell if that's part of telling the story or not.
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Gongenzaka pauses, and looks to the others with him as they carry on forward. "We must form a plan for swift escape- particularly once Steven is in tow. I, the man Gongenzaka, have no doubt that an even quicker pace will be best..."
He finds his eyes lingering over a few when he says that. Tyki certainly seems capable, and Joker can fly...but Yuugo also has a bike, one they could no doubt get Steven on...
...He'll leave the floor open to ideas. "Gathering the start of a plan before we reach Steven will make it yet easier to move the instant we have him, aaah?"
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Because they all know that in a straight fight, most likely book magic or not- the Fae tends to kick their butts in that regard. Also they can't depend on this narrative being so simple, surely.
"Options that don't involve people letting themselves lag behind obviously." Yugo glances at his card spirit companion, then shifts his gaze toward Yuya and Gongenzaka as if they're most likely to catch what he's suggesting.
"Who we have here still isn't all we've got."
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He knows there wasn't any time to scout out this place, build a plan, and locate Steven beforehand. These small things felt like something they should've announced before heading out. "The knights and Guardian Angel had enough sense to keep their voices down."
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The vines here are crystal, as if made of faceted glass. They will be very familiar to anyone who has seen the Blue Rose. Within them, there is a circular patch of grass and soil, with a small pool of water off to one side. In the middle, there is Steven.
His arms, wings, and feet have all been rooted into the earth, his skin transformed into the same crystal as the roses around him. Blue rose blossoms sprout from his body, and his gemstones have completely lost their pink hue, now a facsimile of the Rose's colors. Though he is too tightly bound to fall over, he looks like he's in a trance, his eyes half-lidded and glowing too brightly to see his pupils. All he's wearing is a simple, over the shoulder chiton.
He strains his body, as if trying to pull against his entrenched limbs, but he can't escape. His own body is rooted deep into the ground, betraying him.
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...And all of that completely leaves his mind the second the last of the thorns have parted out of their way and he sees Steven.
He can't tell what goes through his heart, only that it seems to go utterly cold with despair and white hot with rage at the same time, and his steps stutter to a stop for a half second before he lets out a shaky breath. No time for that. It's exactly as the Ringmaster said over the radio, about the Blue Rose acting up.
Grabbing whoever looks like they're going to bolt off first- not that he doesn't understand the feeling, twisting like acid in his gut- he looks right to the boy. "Steven," he says quietly, keeping Tyki's words in mind, "We're here for ya. Ya can hear us, I know ya can... and we're gonna get ya out of here. Make no doubt about it."
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Unsurprisingly, he's quick to lung forward with his free hand outstretched before Joker grabs his arm and forces him to stumble to a stop. He doesn't look back, but he does bring his voice lower when he actually speaks.
"Steven, we're here."
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Amethyst very nearly manages to make a break for it, but Joker's reflexes are quick enough to grab the trailing end of her whip -- and yank it back hard, sending Amethyst spinning back and eating dirt on the ground just behind him. The whip disappears in a shimmer of purple light.
"Ugh..."
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...They cannot, after all, risk getting caught while Steven is like this. With Marishi taking guard, Gongenzaka thinks to his healing scroll- but without time...
...His eyes widen. "...In it's own manner of speaking, even magic is a poison, is it not?" He declares, the announcement more statement than question. "....If our 'Angel' and others see fit...I, the man Gongenzaka, believe I can heal at least something." If they can even just clear Steven's head a little, or ease some of his pain, that will help right? As it is, surely this could be the sort of excuse the story can use to boost such healing. The thoughts die on his very lips, however. And as his own daemon hisses and whispers of connections between themselves, Gongenzaka voices why.
"The wall-" he hisses, attempting to keep his voice low for the others, even as he braces himself. "She is HERE-!"
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"How dare you," she snarls, gesturing a hand and forcing the vines closed along the path they entered from. Steven gasps as she does, as if her taking control of the roses has been in direct opposition to his own efforts. His eyes have opened, the fear clear on his face.
"Go," he pleads, suddenly. "You have to go...!"
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"She can't..." Yuya remembers, barely, that there's a need to maintain the narrative. "The Rose Queen can't keep the Prince captive as long as his friends are here! He escaped before, and he can do it again!"
Some... somehow.
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He doesn't need to see it in order to know that their escape options meant nothing if the vines were closing in again. He puts on a bright smile, "Give us a reason to hope, young Prince. Believe in us."
His Tease will flood into the air from behind him suddenly and they'll swarm towards the entrance they came from, "My Tease absolutely love vegetation." Attacking in a large group, with the fury of a starving frenzy, they'll begin to try to feast on the growing vines blocking their exit to stop the growth.
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"Lively soul of swordplay... Come, Hi-Speedroid Chanbarider! And spread those wondrous and beautiful wings to strike down your enemies at the speed of light! Grow into your true power! Clear Wing Synchro Dragon!!!"
Which makes a red dual-wielding sword monster appear with a boisterous 'Yahoooo~!' and the tiny dragon on Yugo's shoulder to move forward and become their real size with a thundering roar.
With merely a gesture, "Chanbarider" is sent to go help the Tease and Clear Wing to go make an attempt to cut Steven free.
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"Rose Queen, as his Guardian Angel, I challenge your claim to Steven Universe," he announces boldly, remembering what Lambert had told him. "Your blood is not enough- not to outweigh the negligence and cruelty that you have wrought against your own child, and not enough to outweigh the blood of our own covenant!"
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She then thrusts he saber at Joker, her lips curling into a sneer.
"You will not touch him," she says, disgusted by his ostensible entitlement. "I gave life to this child, and that life is mine to hold. You will not take him from me, and neither will his treacherous 'father'."
She honestly has no idea where Greg is at this point, but his memory still infuriates her.
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He can hear them better than he can see them. He can hear them calling out, and they're so close, but he still feels sp trapped.
"I don't know what to do," he cries, tears spilling out onto his cheeks. He wants to reach out, but he can't.
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"Clear Wing's a spirit in a body made from solid vision with mass...!" is what he manages to declare and the only thing as the sabers tear 'wounds' into the dragon that 'bleed' with digital particles.
Which also doesn't prevent the Rose Queen's attack from sending Clear Wing flying off course and toward a wall. So much for that (rather short-sighted) plan.
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"Believe in us, Steven. We will save you~♥ You belong with us, not her! Your love is far stronger than hers ever will be." The Rose Queen was in the way, and he side eyes Joker at him stepping forward. There's nothing he can do. This is the third time now for Steven. He may as well allow him to play that role. Gon, Yuya, and Amethyst's words ring in his ears and he hopes that will reach him if his do not.
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