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serafim strix

Sybaris acolyte

110

bio inventory dev plot

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familiar axius, the sea dragon

played by lav

I COULD HAVE DEVOURED ANYTHING AND STILL HAVE BEEN STARVING

HEADLINES [NPC/SERAFIM] Feb 11, 2023 23:47:44 GMT -7 basil fade likes this

Post by serafim strix on Feb 11, 2023 23:47:44 GMT -7

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for a moment, he almost looks offended. no need for attitude, really; he's never actually had to fight another alchemist before. how's he supposed to know that imbuement is, apparently, the standard?[break][break]

his expression wrinkles ever so slightly in distaste, and he does, in fact, save his breath. all he does is dip his head in a small nod to maggie and say, oddly chipper, "thanks."[break][break]

what? maggie says good luck, and who is he to turn that down?[break][break]

as the homunculi swipes at him, he abandons the single circle and takes to the skies — flared wings clip the ceiling as he darts upwards, but it's clear that he's doing anything but running: it's a quick-moving arc, more jump than flight, and he's reaching for a weapon— no, that's not right.[break][break]

his fingers close around the metal cylinder. no hesitation. a thumb flips its lid open; a deft motion spins it around, and the needle quickly pierces the outside of his thigh.[break][break]

~~what did you—~~[break][break]

ha-haa, holy shit—

axius turns around, a disconcerting string of movements where head seems to bend impossibly over spine before the rest of the body follows. he waits for dmitri to speak first, waits for the girl to voice her question, then lifts a leg and wiggles his claws as though waving.[break][break]

~~"hello,"~~ the dragon says politely, the front-most eyes fixed on the newcomer, while the rest flit towards the runes that appear. ~~"i'm a—"~~[break][break]

reptilian features aren't quite built for human expressions, but axius frowns nevertheless as the summoned wolves shimmer into being. he seems to grumble under his breath as he lowers himself to the ground, fins splayed in a halo of oil-slick purples and greens. ~~"why ask if you insist on…"~~[break][break]

there's a small pause, head tilted as though hearing something from afar. the moment doesn't last — axius is quick to lunge forward towards the nearest wolf, jaws agape and striking viper-swift. he trails ICE where he steps, every sweeping motion of his tail coating the ground with a thin, slippery sheet of ice, though the dragon himself seems unbothered.[break][break]

it's far from defensive. he may be standing between dmitri wisbane and the summoner's constructs, but he's under no illusions about the witch's abilities to defend himself. if anything, the way the familiar darts for the nearest summon is merely opportunistic, hungry — perhaps even more so than usual.

between one moment and the next, the needle breaks skin, and serafim's next breath leaves him in a curl of white frost. [break][break]

it stings like ice crystals in his throat, scrapes against the inside of his lungs enough to make the corners of his eyes water, but his gasp isn't one of pain. his eyes are wide, the snow-bleached white of a winter's day — he's delighted.[break][break]

the HALBERD that forms in his hand is a strange, gnarled creation: the ice spirals off its glistening blade like the waving tendrils of an undersea creature, but each coil gleams like a razor's edge. [break][break]

he doesn't have the time to admire it, though. he's already sweeping back down as he hurls it at the HOMUNCULI, already clawing another HALBERD from thin air as soon as the first leaves his hand. [break][break]

this one, however, he continues to hold as the trajectory of his dive pivots, going straight for the WITCH. it'll turn into a numbers game if the witch begins to add more puppet to their collection, and right now, there's only one of him—[break][break]

—and frankly, he couldn't care less about the side effects of the canister that he'll have to deal with later; he's never felt better in his life.

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[attr="class","fa-solid fa-dragon"] AXIUS is using SK8R BOI & ICE CLIMBER. currently attacking wolves.[break]
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[attr="class","fa-solid fa-heart-pulse"] currently boosted from DMITRI'S CANISTER (ADV).
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Last Edit: Feb 11, 2023 23:48:57 GMT -7 by serafim strix

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MONKEY KING

HEADLINES [NPC/SERAFIM] Feb 13, 2023 22:52:37 GMT -7 maddox ruchbah and basil fade like this

Post by Admin on Feb 13, 2023 22:52:37 GMT -7

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an acolyte of sybaris can hardly be blamed for their arrogance—all pride, in the snake's den, is given measure for measure. you know the extent of your abilities because you use them nearly every day. and when in doubt, there is the looming yardstick of dmitri wisbane and the special operatives company to measure yourself against. [break][break]

in other words, the acolyte quickly realizes she has underestimated her opponent, and hisses in surprise when she sees the HALBERT form. [break][break]

one single attack, and the golem is neutralized, the ice slicing through the LIGHT CORE and causing the thing to EXPLODE. [break][break]

debris flies everywhere—slashing serafim's wings and the PYTHON, but the girl manages to dive behind a counter. she's contemplating what else to risk—the plan was for dmitri, wasn't it? who is this? and is that—maggie?
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she hardly has time to blink. another HALBERT goes flying, and she just manages to duck out of the way, the spear's tendrils drilling the ground where she was, just moments ago. she's up, ducking, moving quickly, to the cauldron where—
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an AEROSOLIZED HOLY BOMB begins to fill the room. the GIANT PYTHON makes a bite for SERAFIM'S HEELS.

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wow, did you see that? [break][break]

a little occupied, love.[break][break]

dmitri is ducking around the wolves, trying to avoid them instead of bothering with them, much more interesting in seeing the sea serpent fight than anything else. it's all claws, teeth, jaw—amusing unlike anything he has seen from serafim. or, well, to be honest—[break][break]

—it's like he hasn't changed at all. [break][break]

dmitri takes too many steps back, and finds himself unable to step forward. a dome has appear around him. he blinks. (then, from the HOLY BOMB's effects on maggie, he seems to hiss in irritation.)[break][break]

the summoner, alexis, smiles. several of the wolves disappear, thinning the crowd. the ULCER runes become linked to a SPECIFICITY ARGUMENT, and dmitri feels the burden of the runs lifted as they focus of axius instead. interesting. inside the circle, several dozen BATS appear, baiting him into—[break][break]

he hardly hesitates—a flurry of ICICLES attacks the swarm, and the HERMETIC CIRCLE hums to life underneath.

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Last Edit: Feb 13, 2023 22:55:41 GMT -7 by Admin

serafim strix

Sybaris acolyte

110

bio inventory dev plot

gold

familiar axius, the sea dragon

played by lav

I COULD HAVE DEVOURED ANYTHING AND STILL HAVE BEEN STARVING

HEADLINES [NPC/SERAFIM] Feb 14, 2023 6:14:19 GMT -7 basil fade likes this

Post by serafim strix on Feb 14, 2023 6:14:19 GMT -7

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to the other alchemist's credit, the surprise goes both ways. serafim's surprise is, simply put, very quickly drowned out by his delight.[break][break]

it shows, too: the golem explodes in a spray of shrapnel, and he forgets to flinch, to blink, to breathe — his gaze stays on her as though possessed by some instinct that threatens, briefly, to persist past the natural angles of his neck. then physics takes over: broken feathers flutter ineffectually at the wind, and he careens sideways, looking away just in time to prevent himself from crashing into the wall.[break][break]

something's shifted. there's a strange fluidity to his movements, an unblinking focus to the way his attention snaps to the girl again. his heartbeat roars in his ears, a rolling thunder that splits into two, and— ah. that second one isn't his heartbeat, is it?[break][break]

~~don't drain us dry.~~[break][break]

he frowns. the sound recedes, as does the webbing of black scales that had began to slither up his neck, unnoticed. he begins to lunge forward once more, reaching once more to pull ice to his fingertips — and that's when the world goes white.[break][break]

between the hiss of aerosolised potion and the python lunging for his heels, he's still searching for the alchemist. it's the squawk of pain from maggie that changes things — in an instant, the plan shifts.[break][break]

a gas like that will linger in an enclosed room, and he can't be defensive and offensive at the same time, not when there's only one of him.[break][break]

what was that julius said, before? all problems are mathematical? something like that, maybe—[break][break]

crow wings flare out, bracing for landing, blood arcing in thin lines from untended lacerations. for a moment, it looks as though he's still aiming for the alchemist, but he slams to the ground beside the now-empty cauldron instead.[break][break]

he's still moving, but he's slowed down. the giant python, persistent, finds its target easily.

a creature like axius isn't quite built for combat on land. there is little grace to his movements — it's a frenzy of tooth and claw, talons scrabbling for grip on a slippery floor, all too happy to find purchase instead in the pelt of a summoned wolf.[break][break]

even with the shift in the runes, for a while, axius only seems to blink and continue with a dogged determination, though some eyes spin to notice dmitri's state before refocusing on the summons.[break][break]

the change seems to come on without warning. one moment axius is wrestling with a wolf, and the next he is darting away, seemingly retreating to the wall. [break][break]

the dragon is trailing blood from a series of bites along his tail, and as he spins to face the wolves once more, the trail turns into an arc, turns into a CIRCLE.

the python's fangs dig deep. serafim feels only an echo of the impact: quickly, he trades the warmth of his veins for the frigid comfort of ICEHEART as he crouches low to the ground, dragging bloodied limb and wing in the concentric circles of an EQUIFORCE CIRCLE around the cauldron.[break][break]

he tells axius, duck.[break][break]

he's not aiming to destroy the barrier that's splitting corridor from room — he hasn't the faintest clue about the limits of that enchantment nor how to break it.[break][break]

but the wall next to it? he's helped file one too many property damage reports to think of them as indestructible.[break][break]

on the other side of the wall, axius drops flat to the ground.

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familiar Familiar

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MONKEY KING

HEADLINES [NPC/SERAFIM] Mar 7, 2023 21:05:38 GMT -7 lav and basil fade like this

Post by Admin on Mar 7, 2023 21:05:38 GMT -7

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The wall EXPLODES.
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The violence of the force is enough to make even Dmitri (who had, until that point, been languidly trying to pierce the barrier with several HALBERTS, noting with mild interest each time the dome would swallow the ice whole) turn his head.[break][break]

"Haaah," he says.
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The worst part for intern Serafim Strix may have been the property damage reports, but for Dmitri Wisbane it had been learning how to appease the Harpies. Rule one: do not violate the structural integrity or design of the Lamia Towers.
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"...You better fucking hope that's classified as a non-essential wall," he says. Though, it's delivered through grit teeth and a smile, and he does not bother to raise his voice over room tone.
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In fact, Dmitri pauses his endeavors with the alchemist's trap to watch, through the cloud of smoke, the battle in the half-broken room.[break][break]

Meanwhile, the the wolves are not easy prey—they are BLOODSPAWN, and they learn quickly. They have been, through it all—they attack together, seem to adapt to Axius's movements, blending a witch's intelligence with the animal's natural instincts.[break][break]

Alexis fights as a traditional summoner would—far from the action, a sword at her back in case all things fall apart, aided by RUNES that light her creations with power. In other words, they do not follow Axius at his retreat, and avoid the blowout and the debris.
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But here is where Maggie flies into the room, and seems, at first, to be on a wobbly and distracted flight path, coughing badly, guided by reprieve, only—
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—she dives low, and her talons rake into the eye socket of one of the summons, and she says: "Thank you" to Axius, when she really means Sef, though in her mind they couldn't possibly be different.
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Her lungs are still burning from the HOLY BOMB, but she can be polite. It's the least she could do.
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The wolf howls in pain. There is an unbelievable power then, the kind only obtainable through some gross abuse of THANE'S THEORIES, when Maggie flies up despite the weight, changes her flight path and tosses an entire WOLF into THE SERPENT'S JAWS.
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Multiple strikes of ice-blue magic hit Axius all at once—Maggie is even less comprehending of a weaker witch's limitations than Dmitri, and simply gives Serafim what she thinks will be useful. A CONCENTRATED AUGMENT, to make a single bite enough to DECAPITATE, one that is quickly followed by both a HERCULES AUGMENT and a FLUIDITY BONUS, just as she soars back toward the ceiling.[break][break]

"Leela?" Alexis yells, in pain from the wounds and hissing under the glow of her personal URUZ ward. "The crow!"
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The crow indeed.
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(Though you can almost hear Dmitri's eyeroll at the choice of words. How many times has he corrected an interviewer for referring to Maggie by some common moniker? Sigh...)
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BLOODSPAWN or not, the wolves begin to fall one by one to a HIGH PRIEST'S choice of augmentee, and eventually it is only the summoner and her sword, against a monster that has grown beyond beyond a hero's slaying.
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Not that anyone in these towers is a hero—the last one that tried ended up a corpse, remember?

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serafim strix

Sybaris acolyte

110

bio inventory dev plot

gold

familiar axius, the sea dragon

played by lav

I COULD HAVE DEVOURED ANYTHING AND STILL HAVE BEEN STARVING

HEADLINES [NPC/SERAFIM] Mar 7, 2023 21:58:59 GMT -7 basil fade likes this

Post by serafim strix on Mar 7, 2023 21:58:59 GMT -7

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he could get used to this, he thinks. the heart in his throat, the roaring of blood in his ears, the wild, reckless thrill that paints him thus: slitted serpent eyes that gleam even through the dust and debris, teeth bared in a breathless huff of surprise, wings that flare before they fold, sending blood scattering on the wall behind him like the gunpowder halo of a wound.[break][break]

"...you better fucking hope that's classified as a non-essential wall," he hears, and midway through the time he pivots again to face the other alchemist, he has enough breath to say:[break][break]

"it's not load-bearing, so…"[break][break]

in other words: an educated guess. a gamble, really. he doesn't want to be on the bad side of the harpies, but between their ire and not helping maggie, it really is hardly a choice.[break][break]

no time to debate the structural integrity of the towers, though. with the partition wall no longer an obstacle, there is a rhythm, now, to the dance:[break][break]

axius's jaws close around the wolf with a crack — hard enough to think, really, that something has broken beyond the summon's body. [break][break]

a matrix of scales works its way across serafim's skin; shoulder to jaw are an oil-spill iridescence that only makes the FROST BREATH that uncurls from between white WOLF TEETH all the more stark.[break][break]

the serpent's maw closes around the leg of another summon. snap. the familiar is a shadow possessed by motion, by hunger, by the voice in his head saying, aim for the legs. the gut. the throat.[break][break]

the shapeshifter's hand--claw--talons reach for the alchemist, tight as a vise. if they're both grounded, then, well, this is a game serafim is fond of playing. their game of cat-and-mouse turns into a grapple, turns into an alligator's death roll, all while he fights to LEECH MANA from the other.[break][break]

they are both bleeding, breathless, but if either are in pain, there is little indication of it.[break][break]

axius moves first, leaping towards the summoner and her sword, closing in for the kill. legs, gut, throat.

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Application Inventory dev plot

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MONKEY KING

HEADLINES [NPC/SERAFIM] Mar 7, 2023 22:56:40 GMT -7 serafim strix and basil fade like this

Post by Admin on Mar 7, 2023 22:56:40 GMT -7

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Leela fights with her life on the line—it's difficult to understand when it gets to that point, to be sure. Maybe it's never a choice she makes at all, but the inevitable outcome of two monsters that have torn apart and rebuilt their bodies beyond recognition. Something has to give.[break][break]

They are tangled on the ground—crocodile, bat, crow, dragon, and whatever chimaera forms between them. But a duel between alchemists always feels so strangely intimate—it is too bodily, too close.
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When their two MANA TRANSFERS collide, it feels like they are pulling energy from a single shared center—it is Sef's hunger, given free reign by Dmitri's CANISTER from earlier, that wins.
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At some point, KITE comes down the staircase, and whistles.
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"Damn, boss. You stuck?"
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Dmitri shrugs, doesn't turn to face her.
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Another Harpy—dark hair, cut short like Kite's—emerges from the other end of the corridor.
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She doesn't say anything, but watches, head tilted, as the battle unfolds. Everything in the Towers turns into a spectacle, doesn't it?
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She watches AXIUS move, watches the summoner try dutifully to parry. But the last few BLOODSPAWNS had gone done in too quick of a succession, and the half-haze that her mind is in from all the deaths she has already experienced, well—it's too much to bear.
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She cannot effectively switch gears from organic summons to defensive ones, she can hardly think without feeling her heart collapse in on itself.
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It becomes a self-fulfilling prophecy—Alexis is reduced to screams and useless begging as the sea dragon sinks its teeth into her flesh. She manages to pierce it through with the sword when it has latched on, but by then the look in her eyes has turned to that shell-shocked despair, and she is already attempting to crawl away.
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AXIUS VANISHES.
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Alexis, bleeding profusely, hits the legs of the dark-haired Harpy, who stares at her.
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She dies soon after.

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Meanwhile, Kite has side stepped the strange barrier around Dmitri, and is asking:
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"...He has an office we can bill, or what?"
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"Ask Yvonne."
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She crosses her arms.
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"Who is he, really?"
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"...Where's Lucia?" Dmitri finally looks away, tilting his head to Kite, a lazy smile.
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To her credit, Kite doesn't fall for the provocation.
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"Gone."
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"Hm." He looks back to the room, the traces of a BLOOD CIRCLE now visible throuhg the debris. While he isn't allowed to make threats, he is certainly allowed to ask questions: "You'll keep this between us, won't you, love?"
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He's not talking about the illegal spellwork.
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Kite's hands go in her pockets.
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"Me? We're tight. Dunno about Asana, though."

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By the time a victor has emerged, Serafim and Axius are both suffering moderate to severe injuries, and former has no mana left to maintain the latter. In other words, he is losing blood in places that can be treated, and places where it cant.
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The ghost injuries have mixed with the real ones, and with Axius no longer materialized, it is that much harder to tell the two bodies apart.

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serafim strix

Sybaris acolyte

110

bio inventory dev plot

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familiar axius, the sea dragon

played by lav

I COULD HAVE DEVOURED ANYTHING AND STILL HAVE BEEN STARVING

HEADLINES [NPC/SERAFIM] Mar 7, 2023 23:38:01 GMT -7 basil fade likes this

Post by serafim strix on Mar 7, 2023 23:38:01 GMT -7

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perhaps at some point in his life, under some other name, there is a part of him that might flinch at this — the wanton destruction, the carnage, the blood. but as it stands, serafim strix is a creature unleashed, carnivore incarnate, conscious of little else but the warmth of a body he must sink his claws into.[break][break]

at some point, of course, leela's own claws rake across his face. at some point, of course, he's struggling to breathe. at some point, of course, something presses against bone with enough pressure that a reasonable man would have reared back, would have tasted, then, the sour tang of an instinctive fear.[break][break]

ah, who is he kidding? every hand that has shaped this body from the day it drew its first breath is the same, really. there is no other way — there has been no other way — but forwards.[break][break]

this is all to say: the delivery of the coup de grâce, from both witch and familiar, is neither desperate nor clinical, neither sadistic nor rueful. it is easy, and it is instinctive; it is the natural consequence of a principle that serafim is very familiar with. you kill, or you are killed. easy, right?[break][break]

and serafim — well. after all this, it'd be a waste to not give it his best shot.

he thinks, a little later, when he feels axius's disappearance like a rubberband snapped against pink skin, when he is suddenly, again, conscious of the rasp of breath in his throat, that maybe he's overdone it a little.[break][break]

a hand goes up to his shoulder, and there's a flicker of surprise when the joint works as it should. did he not…? no? must be axius. maybe. it's difficult to tell; his hands come away sticky with blood either way. the first step he takes towards dmitri and kite wobbles — he relies on wings that aren't there for balance, and ends up half-falling, leaning against the wall for support.[break][break]

there's a peculiar numbness that comes with having what feels like every nerve end fried with pain. it's accompanied by a spreading coldness that he knows, now, has nothing to do with magic, and more with the way the world is slowly spinning.[break][break]

still, he says, first to the harpies, "hi." pause. "apologies about the wall."[break][break]

his hands are occupied with an attempt to stem the bleeding from his side, but he nods weakly towards the circle at dmitri's feet, seemingly confused by why the enchanter hasn't broken free yet. "should i…?"

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Maggie circles. Two dead bodies and a carrion crow. Almost a feast, if only—[break][break]

She lands with a thud directly in front of Serafim, only she is facing Dmitri instead of him, cutting him off abruptly.
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"The game isn't over," she chides. And then, to Dmitri: "I can get you out, though. If you say pretty please."
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Kite snickers, then seems to share an unrelated nod with Asana, who gingerly steps over Alexis's body and toward where the other three are. [break][break]

Dmitri rolls his eyes at Maggie, and then they go white. Something from within the spell's glass dome hums, and Dmitri levitates inside a HAILSTORM. The blocks of ice are the size of tennis balls, and slam with enough violence against the glass that the air around it seems to shake. But the barricade holds steady, and the tension in the room grows.
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Kite's playful smile shifts, and she hops off the platform and down the stairs, away from whatever the fuck that is going to turn into.[break][break]

Asana grabs Serafim's elbow and tugs him a little bit back, saying: "Oi, don't push your luck."[break][break]

She isn't forceful with it, though, and assume he'll step back of his own accord. A sword has just pierced through his familiar's body—if anything, the Harpy is impressed the boy is managing to stay on his feet at all. [break][break]

Maggie, though, doesn't move or attempt to distance herself from theincreasingly violent storm. She stays planted at the exact spot she had landed some seconds ago. Though, at a certain point, the crow tilts her head to the side, as though confused, as though the spell has crossed a threshold and defied whatever assumption had been placed on it.
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And then, for a second, she wonders if they've taken the game a little too far.
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Reality warps.
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The forcefield snaps like a rubber band, and an explosion of cold air and too-sharp shards of shakes the room. As the shards and hail spliter outwards, the HALBERTS he had pierced through the walls jerk from the ground, as though renaimated, and one skewers him through the side. There's a shout and then a hiss of pain, and Maggie buckles and seems to reflexively take flight.
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The knockback of the spell's release is enough to force Kite and Asana to the floor, though it appears they duck more on reflex than from the force of it.
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They miss it, then—for the shortest minute, when he pulls himself from the blood-dripping halbert of his own making, just before he REVERSES the wound on his side, while he still has that unmistakeable twist of pain on his features—Dmitri Wisbane looks positively human.

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a flicker of black across his vision — not shadow or a fading consciousness, he notes belatedly, stopping abruptly in his tracks. "of course," he says faintly, and there's a little voice in his head that says, yes, there's something amusing about the exchange between maggie and dmitri, that he should also be paying a little more attention to the harpies, but it's startlingly difficult to concentrate.[break][break]

he hasn't been this exhausted since— since…[break][break]

what was he thinking about, again? he's watching the hailstorm pick up, the frost that eddies like whirlpools, that spins with such vicious speed that the air itself seems to blur like ripples across clear blue shallows, that for a moment, dmitri wisbane seems only contained by an icy tomb of his own making.[break][break]

then there's a hand on his elbow, and he blinks in surprise, following automatically. one wobbly step back, then another, and another. it's difficult to distinguish between unsteadiness and hesitance, though, especially with the way he seems utterly transfixed by the scene even as he backs away.[break][break]

he seeks shelter behind the corner of the ruined wall, but he's watching, pale eyes flickering from one corner of the room to the next, always returning to the storm in its center. he's watching — he's learning — as the writings of the circle bend and crackle, as mana swells and roils, as reality itself strains and snaps.[break][break]

serafim is on the ground before he really realises what has happened. he's not sure if he makes a sound or not; his focus had not shifted until the knockback had forced it to break. not that it matters, really, with the racket that the spell's rebound creates: the rattle and crack of ice, of the halberts shooting through the air with the wind-whistle of breakneck speed, the — this, his mind supplies before his ears — indescribable whisper of ice carving through flesh.[break][break]

he props himself up on his elbow. then, mechanically, runs through an inventory of joints: knees, ankles, toes. eventually, he's back on his feet, his mind possessed by the impossibility of blood, of seeing dmitri wisbane nearly cut to the core. his tongue presses against the back of his teeth, uncharacteristically wordless.[break][break]

"are—" he starts, then lets the thought trail off. instead, it's the furrow of a brow and the tilt of a head, a quick, sidelong glance at asane and kite before his attention returns to dmitri and maggie.[break][break]

habit, he knows. even barely standing, he's aware that something has happened; he waits to be told what to do.

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The human look does not last for long. [break][break]

When Serafim casts Kite and Asana a glance, they are both slowly getting up—somehow, their routine of elbow, knees, feet runs slower. When he turns back to Dmitri, well—the High Priest is cracking his neck, smiling through a visible irritation. He takes several steps forward, walking down the staircase before sighing and sitting at the last step, legs wide, Maggie on one shoulder. [break][break]

One hand rests on the higher step and he leans on it, the other digs into a shirt pocket and finds that there is hardly a pocket left, much less a cigarette. [break][break]

Tch. [break][break]

He flicks his fingers uselessly, and casts a glare at Kite, which she automatically responds with: "Yeaaaah, I'll keep her mouth shut." [break][break]

Asana, who has just finished granting Serafim a minuscule LIGHT TRANSFER and granting the wound on his side a few THREADS OF LIGHT to stop the bleeding(the kind of healing she does not dare to offer to Dmitri), blinks. The snake coiled around her neck also tilts its head. [break][break]

"About wha—" [break][break]

Kite throws an arm around her, and begins walking—dragging—her toward the collapsed wall and even past it. "Listen," she is saying, as though about to explain something painfully obvious.[break][break]
Yes, the Harpies have immunity in almost all their actions. But leading on that privilege against something like Dmitri Wisbane is not a choice they should make too often, and Kite tosses the high priest a three-fingered salute as she ducks into the hallway.[break][break]

Which leaves just Serafim with Dmitri and Maggie, two corpses, and no instructions to spare.

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Sybaris acolyte

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the illusion — mirage, image, smokescreen — fades quickly, but for a moment longer, it remains in his mind's eye, burned like old film afterimages. he's staring now, he knows, and he shakes his head as if to clear it.[break][break]

if anything, it only succeeds in making him dizzier. when asana offers him healing, he's all too glad to accept it, as minute as it may be. he manages a distracted, "thank you," the relief palpable in his voice as the room gradually stops spinning.[break][break]

he wonders, briefly, if he ought to ask her if she's alright as well, but manners are an afterthought right now, and it's not like either of them can sneak another word in edgewise, anyway. the harpies disappear around the corner, and serafim examines the pale stitches in his side curiously for a moment longer.[break][break]

if he remembers correctly, these don't last terribly long. if he were wiser, he would use the brief clarity that asana's healing had granted him to figure out some way to stabilise himself. if he were wiser, he might ask axius for something, dredge up the last of his reserves to make breathing a little easier.[break][break]

if he were wiser, he probably wouldn't be stepping towards dmitri wisbane, determinedly not looking at the high priest's tattered shirt, absently rummaging through his jacket pockets and retrieving a packet of cigarettes.[break][break]

but as it so happens, serafim isn't particularly known for his wisdom. he ends up standing before dmitri wisbane with an arm extended, tentatively, wordlessly, offering an open packet of cigarettes.[break][break]

it's slightly squashed, but thanks to the miracle of marin's handiwork — he remembers a snide comment and something about the jacket's inner lining — not bloodied. in other words, the familiar label is unmistakeable: warzick.[break][break]

what? old habits die hard.

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serafim steps forward, and somewhere along the way dmitri tilts his head to look at him. he is squinting, judging, eyebrows slanted with a certain curiosity, a certain edge. [break][break]

aren't you going to run? [break][break]

maggie hops along dmitri's shoulder, moving her body to be directly facing sef as well. [break][break]

closer to dmitri, there are more things to notice: the air is colder, almost prickly to the touch. there are places where thin layers of ice have formed against his skin. his eyelashes are tipped with frost. the other thing—he doesn't seem truly upset by the turn of events, not really. if anything, the wounds have seemed to calm down the irritation from before, the restlessness.[break][break]

dmitri leans further into the open palm, the other arm outstretched to sef and the cigarette, an upturned frown, what's this?, and smiling vaguely, amused by the offer. he pulls one from the bundle, and sighs and leans further back, now on a elbow, now using that hand to place the cigarette between his lips. [break][break]

meanwhile, maggie is saying, as though it were a genuine curiosity: "sef. if you collapse here, who's going to wake you up?" [break][break]

she's teasing him. probably. [break][break]

dmitri smiles, anyway, teeth flashing, unlit cigarette still between them as a free hand searches himself for a lighter. after some time of consideration, of looking serafim up and down and assessing both the fight and its results, he puts his forearm out, fist lightly closed, skin gleaming in the dangling, half-broken hallway lights. [break][break]

dmitri is no healer, but serafim can help himself.

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played by lav

I COULD HAVE DEVOURED ANYTHING AND STILL HAVE BEEN STARVING

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despite these new heights, he is like a moth to the flame, really. so much has changed, and so much has not; at times like these, serafim contains nothing but replay: obsessive, revived. which is to say — his attention flits over the whispers of torn fabric, but he's slower to curb how it lingers over the curled corner of a mouth, the pale lashes dusted with ice.[break][break]

as always, his gaze land on the crow. as always, he wonders if he sees too much, if he invents sights that are not there.[break][break]

perhaps even more than usual, right now. did he hit his head earlier? maybe. he'll figure it out later. [break][break]

"well," he manages to say to maggie distractedly, his smile hovering somewhere between wry and sheepish, shoulder twitching towards a motion that might be a shrug. "i'm trying not to pass out."[break][break]

he's not imagining the fact that the box in his hand has gotten ever so slightly lighter; that dmitri did, in fact, take a cigarette. [break][break]

or, he thinks, maybe he has passed out, and this is all part of an utterly absurd dream, because dmitri wisbane holding his forearm out, wrist bared for the offering, is far beyond mere imagination.[break][break]

often, serafim invents instruction in the face of silence. often, he sees things that aren't there. often, he guesses, he speculates, he hungers. often, he reaches for something in a dream, and wakes to his fingers closing around empty air.[break][break]

his gaze has fallen to the half-closed fist — the glister of light against frost down the curve of a thumb, the dip of shadow into the hollows between knuckles, the halo of dried blood around every sharp angle.[break][break]

he reaches out.[break][break]

there is substance beneath his hand. solid. the sharp bite of cold; a sliver of warmth from a slow, steady pulse.[break][break]

he finds his words, somehow, at the same time his other hand finds an old silver lighter and he says, half-jokingly, not yet letting go, "trade?"[break][break]

another blink, and axius is curled around his feet. somewhere in the back of his mind, the familiar is reminding him that holding onto the high priest's wrist for a moment longer than necessary without actually taking him up on his offer would be, succinctly put, rather foolish.[break][break]

still, by the time he does remember to let the MANA TRANSFER work, he takes only what he needs. and, because a concussion has not robbed him of his manners, he says, "thank you."

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he nods vaguely to his side, but doesn't move to get up, letting sef step forward and onto the staircase to light the warzick—which goes about as well as you might expect, from a lighter in freezing temperatures. in other words, serafim is stuck for several minutes by dmitri's side, even as the blonde snickers, even as the lighter refuses to catch. [break][break]

"try helmar's," maggie suggests, referring casually to a high-end accessories company that also dabbles in a line of peanut lighters. the suggestion is earnest and also sarcastic, delivered with the crow's signature empty cheer. [break][break]

a hand goes out, and dmitri receives the lighter, looks at it for a second. a PETROLEUM CHARM and a few other ENCHANTMENTS light up his eyes and the object, just before he ducks his head to the side and lights it himself. there's a sharp inhale, and slower exhale. [break][break]

he absently pockets the lighter, and stands abruptly soon after. [break][break]

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after a few minutes spent on a cigarette, dmitri is in a better mood when they start walking again. not to say he really tells serafim where he is taking him—maggie, as usual, does most of the talking. and, as usual, most of the talking is unrelated.[break][break]

"ah, here we are." [break][break]

they're suddenly parked in a random spot in a hallway filled with holding cells—doors too close together. why are they...? [break][break]

dmitri opens one door, seemingly at random, and holds it there with a foot, turning back to serafim. [break][break]

"someone'll come get you in the morning, love." [break][break]

ah, right. [break][break]

when the door closes behind them, maggie waves a wing to serafim and axius from the window before her witch continues down the hallway, forcing her to dart back to his shoulder.
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* ~ * ~ *

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while the door does dutifully open in the morning, the guard seems completely thrown off by serafim's presence, as though he was expecting an empty cell. serafim, instead, is forced to recounrt why he is here, which is met with a bewildered look, and after a few phonecalls, things finally get settled. [break][break]

it takes another two days for the sham of a "trial" to begin, and another two weeks for it to close, during which serafim is confined to a few meals in the towers' cafeteria, the cell he sleeps in, and the knowledge that a tracker is still running in his blood.[break][break]

in the meantime, serafim is visited semi-frequently by yvonne scorsese, who walks him through apartment selection, as though he weren't allegedly responsible for scamming sybaris, dmitri, and hale systems. [break][break]

it's the kind of welcome only a snake could give.

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[attr="class","spellbody"] TYRANT IVY[break]A housewarming gift from "High Priest Wisbane's Office" (AKA: Yvonne), the Tyrant Ivy is a charm-plant hybrid that comes in a small pod. When placed on a wall, the pod hisses, and releases extremely fast-growing ivy that quickly covers whatever surface it can reach, making for a great decoration. But the pod can be pressed again to magically compress the plant—and it can be used in a variety of situations to act as a binding mechanism against an opponent, make a wall scalable, or otherwise quickly bind and stabilize a surface. It comes with a small note from Maggie that reads: Welcome back home, Serafim! Goodluck with the trial.

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Sybaris acolyte

110

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familiar axius, the sea dragon

played by lav

I COULD HAVE DEVOURED ANYTHING AND STILL HAVE BEEN STARVING

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Post by serafim strix on Mar 20, 2023 21:27:23 GMT -7

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in serafim's defense, the lighter normally works. he's taken it apart and put it back together again more than once, first to improve its resistance to the harsher conditions out at sea, then another to account for his recent grasp of ice magic.[break][break]

he hadn't considered this at first, but really, he shouldn't be surprised that dmitri's definition of cold, as always, operates on an entirely different level.[break][break]

one fruitless click after another, and even his hands are starting to go numb. there's something utterly absurd about the situation, and by the time he registers the other man's snicker and the crow's comment, all he manages is a quiet, mildly protesting "hey…" before he concedes defeat and surrenders the lighter.[break][break]

the lighter slips into dmitri's pocket. serafim blinks. ah. there it goes, then.

he follows. a familiar rhythm: dmitri in front, telling him nothing, serafim keeping pace half a step behind, listening to maggie talk about everything and nothing at all. [break][break]

a familiar rhythm — funny, how these things go. up, and up, and up you go, crawling up the spine of god like an endless spiralling stairway, and it always comes back to a room.[break][break]

this one has windows, though. he steps in without complaint.[break][break]

"cosy," he says, but the cheery sarcasm can't quite find its place in his voice — the adrenaline of the evening is finally fading, he thinks. still, he's turning to wave goodbye to maggie before she disappears, saying automatically, "enjoy the rest of your evening!"

he supposes it must be an odd experience for all involved, that morning — for the guard, to realise the cell has been filled overnight; for serafim himself, who hadn't actually expected someone to arrive in any semblance of timeliness. [break][break]

"hi," serafim says brightly, and finds himself repeating often over the next two weeks, "i promise i'll behave. i don't suppose you could tell me where's the nearest spot that i could grab a coffee?"

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