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𓃩 ("cosmically impossible to fix") ([personal profile] redsoil) wrote 2023-07-10 05:28 am (UTC)

Then, together.

[ They're in it together, he means. Affirmed to their decision, the opportunity that has presented itself — given form in a moment's connection between them, heavy with disappointment, death and discord. Before he begins, his hand drifts down to find the ends of John's fingers and tug them up; as always, it is a bold gesture, one heedless of boundaries or propriety as he examines John's wrist for any sign of the dark lines that had spread from his fingertips before.

Set's own spine, long and pale and bare, still has the dark lines upon him. They have begun to spread, in the wake of his decision to perform the rite with John. He wishes to be done with it, before they sap his strength completely. His own Discord is at a low, carefully tended to in preparation for the moment, and a quick, warm burst of his innate energy licks at the other man's fingertips to test him for extensive Discord as well. ]


I will have a talk with our audience, first. You will know when I am ready to begin, okay?

[ It will be very, very obvious. ]

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