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[opening_act]

Who: Exael, others
When: Day 5, Afternoon
Where: The Arena.
What: Game 3

[ Another day, another blast of the trumpets, another game.

Exael is there this time, in her human guise, standing in the center of the arena, and in the center of a giant circular mirror with a clock face painted on, that has been installed in the floor beneath her.

Both of the painted hands are currently pointed towards XII

Exael raises both her arms with a flourish and calls out as people enter: ]

Come one, come all! Take your positions, for soon the curtains will rise on our next act!

[[ OOC: If you have IRC, please join #raqia on the Lunarnet server ]]

Comments

Re: 2/2

[paintwithallthecolors]

... That is true. But how sad.

Re: 2/2

[patchedwork]

. . . . I plan to fight.

I don't care what they say about magic corruption, about being dangerous to them and needing to be locked up. I'm not going to let them keep me here.

I'm going to see the sky again, Garnet.

Re: 2/2

[paintwithallthecolors]

[ DON'T JUST ]

Re: 2/2

[paintwithallthecolors]

[ SAY THAT

SUDDENLY ]

Re: 2/2

[patchedwork]

...........

[ ????????????????????????????????? ]

Garnet? You're leaking.

Re: 2/2

[friend_request]

[ I wonder if I can shove you two into each other or if that would be a bad idea

maybe I'll do it anyway ]

Re: 2/2

[paintwithallthecolors]

[ untangling slightly just enough to reach out with one hand vaguely in their direction ]

Re: 2/2

[friend_request]

[ oh are we piling I can pile ]

Re: 2/2

[paintwithallthecolors]

[ we can all pile ]

Re: 2/2

[friend_request]

[ seems legit ]

Re: 2/2

[paintwithallthecolors]

I--

[ scrubs at his cheeks with his palms not that he's stopping crying ]

I want you to get out, too.

Re: 2/2

[patchedwork]

[ evidently jasper has decided to fix this problem by smooshing us together ]

[ and considering your state i'm not inclined to disagree ]

[ hands hovering like what's going on how do i stop this from happening before settling on hugging him ]

Garnet???

Re: 2/2

[paintwithallthecolors]

[ his body is unmistakably cold and dry in the way living bodies shouldn't be but for the moment he doesn't seem to care, curling his hands in Copper's uniform

let's just clinging a lot until we get kicked out ]

Re: 2/2

[patchedwork]

[ I don't have a body temperature either so we can both be undead together ]

[ and also cuddle together I guess ]

[ I'm so confused ]

Re: 2/2

[paintwithallthecolors]

[ that's lucky it makes you slightly appetizing ]

It's too sad- this place. I don't want to hurt anyone, but no one should be kept here. Everyone should be allowed to live beneath the sun and stars.

Re: 2/2

[patchedwork]

. . . . You think too much.

[ pats his head. . . ]

Re: 2/2

[paintwithallthecolors]

[ laughs, a little watery ]

I can't help it.

Re: 2/2

[patchedwork]

Well, keep your ears open. I'm gonna get out of here, but so are you. Everyone will. I don't like these angels or their little acts, and I'm doin' things my own way—with you and Antares and Jasper, alright?

Re: 2/2

[paintwithallthecolors]

[ soft, agreeing ]

Together, we'll tear the walls down.

Re: 2/2

[patchedwork]

[ affectionately nudges his cheek with his knuckle ]

That's what I like to hear.

Re: 2/2

[paintwithallthecolors]

[ l-laughs ]