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[She seems unconvinced.]

"Possessed"?

I should lash you open for your sacrilege.

[PRODS WITH THE WHIP AGAIN those dangly-bits look awfully sharp]

You'll be purified.

[sob]

P-please, no, I-I can't get involved in this, you don't understand -- it's not me I'm worried about, I --

[the door he's leaning against suddenly opens and he tumbles onto the floor in the room. x_x]

[lol

She steps forward after him and plants a foot on his chest, digging her heel in. nerf might get an upskirt oops]

Useless.

[O-oh my GOD

He holds his arms up over his face to protect himself and shield his virgin eyes

Red's about to follow her in, when abruptly

the door gets slammed in his face, clocking him pretty hard and locking when it shuts.]

[In a single sweeping motion, Thistle slammed the door shut with one arm and brought the other up to Kaiserin's side and jammed a knife an inch or so into her coat and flesh, aiming right at her kidney. It's just a flesh wound for now, but it would take very little for her to drive it deeper.]

And just what are you trying to do, girl?

[ffffuck.

She's torn between a vague appreciation of the pain and the realization that her life is in danger and a strange indignation that anyone would dare to stain her with some dark color she did not choose.]

...ah.

[Mostly, though, she's frozen.

Very carefully, she lifts her foot off Nerf and places it on the ground.]

[She twiiists the knife ever so slightly jeeze is she threatening her or flirting]

You will drop your weapon and do as I command. Obey me well and you will not bleed more than you have to.

[Nerf QUICKLY backs up, scooting away from the boot and frowning.]

B-bakura, please, don't -- it's not her fault, she's been... I don't know... brainwashed or something.

[It's very hard not to grimace and whimper a little at the blood staining Kaiserin's nice white coat ;_;]

I--

[ooh god it's twisting she needs a moment.]

...I refuse to take orders from a heretic.

[Her grip on the whip tightens.]

Then your life is forfeit. Tell me, do you love your god enough to die for him?

[INCHES THE KNIFE IN A LITTLE MORE]

Understand that this is not a wound you will die quickly from, either.

[oh god what do i do my girlfriend's about to kill someone that wants to kill me I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO]

W-wait! Don't! P-please...

[He looks around the room for a moment, then quickly goes to the closet, opening it up. NOW'S NOT THE TIME TO CHANGE YOUR WARDROBE NERF]

I-I think you need to come out now.

[He gently tugs out a cowering Tempest, who's already oozing black from his eyes and shaking his head. i'm not sure that'll help]

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[...she was startled, before, but now she looks almost...scared?

If not frightened, then certainly disgusted.]

...Get that thing away from me.

[The knife seems secondary, suddenly.

how does it feel to be shown up by the fat nerd thistle]

[oh my GOD i HATE HIM SO MUCH

but goddammit he is HER fat nerd and at least she got to wound u for trying to take him >:{ ]

We have been looking for some Light-infected vermin to wander into our abode. How kind of you to volunteer.

Tell me, why does he scare you so?

Cooperate and my landlord will keep him at bay.

[i'm TERRIFYING

well, tbh, with as much light as in Kaiserin at the moment, he does look disturbing enough that even Nerf edges away from him a little.

He's wheezing a little, like he's struggling to breathe through liquid, and the tar's running out of his eyes, ears and the corner of his mouth at a disgustingly steady pace. But he's just standing there, staring at Kaiserin with dead-looking black eyes. If anything, he looks... sad.]

T-there's.. too ｍｕｃｈ...

[He abruptly doubles over slightly and coughs wetly, and a

darkness goo-bug falls on the floor

OKAY THE WHITE HAIRED DWEEBS WEREN'T EXPECTING THAT]

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[...

oh god.

In her revulsion and her terror, as if by instinct, she lashes out at Tempest with the whip, heedless of the knife in her side.]

Out! Get it out!

[Luckily for Kaiserin, Thistle jumped back a bit, enough to dislodge the knife. this is NOT GOING AS PLANNED, goddammit nerf]

[He doesn't even move to attempt to avoid the whip. It strikes his arm, tearing his sleeve and the skin beneath. He shudders, and the wounds ooze - but not blood. More black bile trickles out of the slashes on his forearm, dripping down his fingertips. The overwhelming pressure of the Darkuness is probably giving everyone a slight sinking feeling of despair, and his blood might start dampening her Light magic.

Tempest, however, doesn't seem to notice. He just tilts his head slightly, looking at Kaiserin with an inexplicable grief.]

Ｗｈａｔｄｉｄｈｅｄｏｔｏｙｏｕ...?

[SOMETHING'll tell her he's referring to the. uh. most despair-inducing thing that's happened to her recently. cOUGH]

[She can feel the power that was surging in her before ebbing away, and even as she tries to cling onto it she's filled with a sinking, heavy sense of dread, a thought that there's no point in grabbing at that brightness now that it's slipping out of her.

And then there's the memory that was locked behind her own relentless attempts to justify it after the Light took hold of her completely, the one that he somehow knows about--]

He.

He...

[She draws a sharp, shaking breath, doesn't move.

She should feel nothing, remembering that. It was necessary, it was the will of the Light, it was...]

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[It's unclear even to him what exactly he knows, but he can tell that this 'Light' has a wretched, evil aura about it, and to put so much in one person must've been traumatizing. He doesn't really know how he knows that, but it seems obvious to him, somehow.]

It lies to you...

I can take it away.

This is the only truth...

[The room starts to get cold, and Thistle and Nerf are not quite sure what they have made occur. Nerf rubs at inexplicable tears in his eyes; Thistle's more steely, but the despair is contagious.]

Giｖｅｕｐ.

Lｅｔｇo.

Ｉｔ'ｓｏv e r.

[His creepy voice is almost a whisper in their ears now. Where Light promises power, faith and pride, Darkuness is just an inescapable black hole of entropy and nihility. Still, in despair, there's almost something comforting in that, isn't there?]

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...

...it's...

[Without the Light keeping her alert, now, she's slipping into a fog. Her eyes aren't focusing on anything in particular.

(maybe it would be better)

(escaping from the pain)

(before it seemed cowardly, but...)]

*the clash of power from this room is like a blaring siren in their shared mind - an easy trail to follow. so here they are, a mass of thorny vines tearing the door from its hinges and tossing it aside like a discarded toy.

(if red is still around, he's probably being restrained by more vines, and possibly having all his flammable toys plucked away from him ;>)

chickpea marches in, trailed by yubel, though he's staying close to the door, unwilling to get too close to tempest >:s she pauses to give tempest's darkness bug a firm stomping, then heads straight for tempest, catching him by the shoulders*

Manjoume, that's enough.

*of course, anyone attempting to get in her way if likely to get tripped up by more vines, though they're not as powerful inside the room. protective monster boyfriend is eyeing everyone but chickpea with DEEP SUSPICION and probably disgust.*

[He's caught, and sways for a moment, apparently unhearing.. but as soon as she tells him to stop, the dark shadows in the room seem to recede and the oppressive cold + DESPAIR is suddenly gone.]

J... uudai?

[he's just gonna kinda. fall forward into ur boobs now]

[red's still there, but he's out cold :[

Nerf and Thistle are both just sitting on the floor, Nerf looking considerably more distraught than Thistle, but they both look messed up. They didn't even have any Light powerz to shield them from Darkness.

They don't recover immediately, though Thistle's more alert and withdraws from the vines, following them to the what the FRICK is that

Kaiserin's Light probably isn't GONE completely, but it's probably temporarily retreated and it's probably been at least. infected a little]

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[...what's happening.

She's...incredibly disoriented, for one, now that both Light and Darkness have retreated and mixed, and she looks around the room as if she doesn't remember why she's here.

Despite the, uh. gardening issue. she wanders towards the door.]

*chickpea sinks to the floor, cradling tempest in her ~~boobs~~ arms, and pets his buzzsaw*

You're safe now, Manjoume.

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[He clings to her weakly, shivering and trying to catch his breath. He might stain her cool red jacket with black goo sorry :'{

Without the ~darkuness~ the gash on his arm just looks like a normal wound now, but he hasn't noticed it yet.

He seems pretty dazed and exhausted 8( ]

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