[ imagine i was like i'm going to make myself dinner
no, jiaoqiu heads up to the house with sif, and sees marcoh talking to a tree... and then goes inside because that's not his business. i'm gonna be honest i came here because i want to use my scry powers ]
he'll head to the bathroom and make sure the sink is working in case of rogue shadows. can he try to look at the forest again? he's kind of worried about the trees. does he still feel that weird sensation behind his eyes?
actually, has he ever tried to just scry for glendower himself? ]
[ the forest appears to be blocking him, though when he tries to look he will feel the same disjointed energy as before. trees slow to action, sluggish movements in different directions as if unsure where to go. but as he looks, he will see the darkness is beginning to seep through, trees rotting and falling silently.
that sensation is still there, even as his hands come up to rub them.
it's...hard. it's a stretch, scrying for something you aren't even sure where or what it looks like, but your eyes come upon something in the rocks.
a tomb, far, far below, carved with ravens upon ravens. ]
[ no, see - he wants what's in there. he wants it more than anything, he wants it more than any of you, and he refuses to let his stupid body boss him around. he's going to keep trying until he gets kicked out. ]
[ oh, sorry. when have you ever had a choice? hasn't that always been the problem? born into your situation, bound to die in your situation. even your sacrifice wasn't really your choice. you never get a choice.
you feel yourself backing away from the tomb, step by step until it fades into darkness again. ]
[ the indignity of it makes him angry. he steps back and back and back, and when it's gone, there's a little burst of fury. this isn't a loss, he refuses to lose to some stupid tomb. he'll find it. he'll find you. and you'll fix this, glendower.
he pulls out away from the mirror entirely - or tries, anyway. ]
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holyspirits) wrote2025-03-02 05:10 pm
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knock knock. let me in, i want to snoop also. i don't have a cell phone i have no idea what's going on here. ]
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what would you like to do? ]
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no, jiaoqiu heads up to the house with sif, and sees marcoh talking to a tree... and then goes inside because that's not his business. i'm gonna be honest i came here because i want to use my scry powers ]
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where are you trying to look? ]
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he'll head to the bathroom and make sure the sink is working in case of rogue shadows. can he try to look at the forest again? he's kind of worried about the trees. does he still feel that weird sensation behind his eyes?
actually, has he ever tried to just scry for glendower himself? ]
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that sensation is still there, even as his hands come up to rub them.
it's...hard. it's a stretch, scrying for something you aren't even sure where or what it looks like, but your eyes come upon something in the rocks.
a tomb, far, far below, carved with ravens upon ravens. ]
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a tomb! a tomb... below? like underground? can he get a sense of how to get to it? and also, like - in this weird scry thing, can he touch it? ]
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you can touch it, but it only feels like stone. it's solid, at least. ]
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tries to open it ]
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me you and this stone tomb until 699 comments ]
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you feel yourself take a step back. ]
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you feel yourself backing away from the tomb, step by step until it fades into darkness again. ]
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he pulls out away from the mirror entirely - or tries, anyway. ]
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