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paradisa2013-05-07 01:10 pm
legacydeck) wrote in paradisa2013-05-07 01:10 pm
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17th card [dictated/action]
[There's a smear of what is very obviously blood as Clow opens the journal, and begins to talk. He sounds... calm. Just like his usual self even.]
Everyone has at least some idea of the power and the beauty in blood - life-blood, heart-blood, what keeps us alive. Makes us walk, makes us talk. Blood-red - we call it that, but I've never seen anything else which quite matches it's hue, it's vibrancy.
[As he talks, he's tracing magical symbols, both Chinese and Western, onto the page, in the blood on his finger tips. They form a rough circle, and he starts connecting them with lines, simpler sigils]
Only mages know the true power blood offers, though - the power to make, the power to break - that lies within every person. With blood -
[There's a sudden jerk, his hand smearing part of the circle he'd been drawing, and his voice changes to angry, and maybe, just a little fearful]
No, I won't let you take me, you monsters. I'd rather die before giving false confession to you
[Clow has found a nice little section of the long hallway to... redecorate. Though it's hard to see the symbols and the circle inscribed on the ground in blood. What is clear, however, is the blood on his hands and the marks he's drawn on his face in it. You can't be sure who's it is, though given that he's carved some of the symbols into his own skin, there's a decent chance, at least, that it's his. He's spending his time shouting at people who aren't there, and... waiting.]
Everyone has at least some idea of the power and the beauty in blood - life-blood, heart-blood, what keeps us alive. Makes us walk, makes us talk. Blood-red - we call it that, but I've never seen anything else which quite matches it's hue, it's vibrancy.
[As he talks, he's tracing magical symbols, both Chinese and Western, onto the page, in the blood on his finger tips. They form a rough circle, and he starts connecting them with lines, simpler sigils]
Only mages know the true power blood offers, though - the power to make, the power to break - that lies within every person. With blood -
[There's a sudden jerk, his hand smearing part of the circle he'd been drawing, and his voice changes to angry, and maybe, just a little fearful]
No, I won't let you take me, you monsters. I'd rather die before giving false confession to you
[Clow has found a nice little section of the long hallway to... redecorate. Though it's hard to see the symbols and the circle inscribed on the ground in blood. What is clear, however, is the blood on his hands and the marks he's drawn on his face in it. You can't be sure who's it is, though given that he's carved some of the symbols into his own skin, there's a decent chance, at least, that it's his. He's spending his time shouting at people who aren't there, and... waiting.]
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I really don't know, dear. I mean, how would one tell? I'm fairly certain I'm not dying - I do remember the first experience rather vividly.
[Your boss is too crazy to come to the phone right now, Aradia. Please try again later]
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lets see
are you seeing or hearing anything really disturbing that nobody else seems to see or hear
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A bit hard to test with nobody else around, no?
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how about this then
do you feel like you are the only one thats *not* crazy
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Of course not. I'm three hundred years old; I haven't been mentally stable in decades~
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youve done a pretty good job faking it then
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I try~
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theres enough of that going around as it is