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interstellar55552016-05-04 10:22 pm
oceantier) wrote in interstellar55552016-05-04 10:22 pm
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And they need me to do their will
Who: Closed to Eda, Frisk + Sans, Connie + Agent 3
What: A mind-controlled Lapis attacks Eda, Frisk, and by extension, Sans. Connie and Agent 3 go looking for Lapis and find more than they expected.
When: Prior to the festival, after Lesedi
Where: Club near Pride, then a park. Also the beach.
Warnings: Violence
A. Closed to Eda - The young man was too thin, not even enough visible muscle to be called wiry. Dressed in dark clothing, the deep hood drawn up and obscuring the upper part of his features, he still managed to move with some grace, slipping through the waning crowds. It was late -- very late, and the club was emptying slowly, laughter echoing off into the night even as the lights began to flicker out in the establishment one by one. Soon there would be little but the streetlights.
Unlike the other patrons, though, the young man doesn't go home. He pauses on the street near the entrance to an alley, silent and waiting in the dark.
B. Closed to Frisk and Sans - Evening. The park is beginning to empty, parents dragging their children off for dinner. Only a few kids remain -- mostly older, but a few younger ones tagging along after brothers and sisters. The basketball court is busy with the slap of feet and the pounding of a ball against concrete. A few of the smaller children spin idly on the hand-turned merry-go-round, the momentum dying slowly with a screeching protest of metal. The kids have long since left the water feature -- a collection of spits and spurts dancing up from the sidewalk at random in patterns. The water shoots briefly into the sky as one goes off, then another, reaching their peaks and then arching back to the pavement.
It's quiet, but Frisk might catch a familiar figure in the near distance: Luna, drifting towards them, her shape unmistakable, but features not clear enough to read from this distance.
What: A mind-controlled Lapis attacks Eda, Frisk, and by extension, Sans. Connie and Agent 3 go looking for Lapis and find more than they expected.
When: Prior to the festival, after Lesedi
Where: Club near Pride, then a park. Also the beach.
Warnings: Violence
A. Closed to Eda - The young man was too thin, not even enough visible muscle to be called wiry. Dressed in dark clothing, the deep hood drawn up and obscuring the upper part of his features, he still managed to move with some grace, slipping through the waning crowds. It was late -- very late, and the club was emptying slowly, laughter echoing off into the night even as the lights began to flicker out in the establishment one by one. Soon there would be little but the streetlights.
Unlike the other patrons, though, the young man doesn't go home. He pauses on the street near the entrance to an alley, silent and waiting in the dark.
B. Closed to Frisk and Sans - Evening. The park is beginning to empty, parents dragging their children off for dinner. Only a few kids remain -- mostly older, but a few younger ones tagging along after brothers and sisters. The basketball court is busy with the slap of feet and the pounding of a ball against concrete. A few of the smaller children spin idly on the hand-turned merry-go-round, the momentum dying slowly with a screeching protest of metal. The kids have long since left the water feature -- a collection of spits and spurts dancing up from the sidewalk at random in patterns. The water shoots briefly into the sky as one goes off, then another, reaching their peaks and then arching back to the pavement.
It's quiet, but Frisk might catch a familiar figure in the near distance: Luna, drifting towards them, her shape unmistakable, but features not clear enough to read from this distance.
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They want her back in the mirror, and it's not going to happen.
"Get back." Her feet shift in the sand, defensive, and the water reacts, sliding forward from the waves in silvery points like shards. One jabs across the sand towards Agent 3, even though it will stop short of actually touching her. It's a warning, and one she expects to be obeyed.
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"Okay, we're back! Right, 3? We're staying back. But can we just talk to you, Lapis? Please?" Despite her words, her whole body feels tense, ready to leap at any other show of aggression. Her heart is beating hard in her chest, throwing itself against the inside of her ribs, and it's getting hard to breath. Connie does her best to ignore it and keep all her attention on Lapis.
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"Not again. That's a really bad habit of yours, and talking works a lot better." This is really not good. They didn't even do anything threatening like Sans did, and Lapis is still giving them the warning water. Why is Lapis being so salty about their concern?
"Just talk. No fighting. Did we do something to upset you?"
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Her shoulders tense, fists balling, a shudder rippling through her until her head whips fiercely from side to side in refusal.
"Leave me alone!"
Silver strands spike forward from the waves, racing towards Connie and 3. As they surge forward, they grow, re-shape . . . until they're versions of both girl and squid themselves, glaring back at their fleshy equivalents, lashing out with their fists.
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Water doesn't take hits. It ignores them completely.
So she completely disregards fighting her double completely, just dodges and uses her spare breath to call out to 3. "They can stretch their arms, so just run, 3!"
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"What are we gonna do? She's lost it!" And the chance to talk is now gone.
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3's clone is keeping up admirably and seems to have formed a blaster of its own, shooting off a volley of water. It seems more, though, that the shots are less about trying to hit 3 herself and more to keep her away from Connie . . .