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𓃩 ("cosmically impossible to fix") ([personal profile] redsoil) wrote2022-10-21 05:20 pm
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To Commune with Set is to stand barefoot in an endless, scorching desert. The sun illuminates all, scalding the shadows themselves out from underneath whomever enters his dominion; the arch of gentle, distant, waves of sand mask the precarious chasms, towering dunes akin to mountains. The sense of vastness, timelessness, is of particular notice, lending itself to the alien, eldritch quality of his mind. There is a dark storm in the distance, and you know intimately that this divine being is far from benign. You cannot bargain with a force of nature. You can only survive it.

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set, your delusions

[personal profile] damnpire 2023-12-13 08:48 pm (UTC)(link)
[This is the first or last time Set will mistake him for Anubis. At the very least, D can understand with some lenience why this is the case. The call, though wrong, gets him to stay where he's at rather than speed away.

His eyes, dark beneath the hat, glitter with consideration for a moment. After the Oracle, he's heard many things whispered between the people who somehow been able to see what all transpired with them. Maybe he should speed away and not look back. And then he wonders why the idea of Set bothers him so when, logically, he knew the sketchiness of a two-sided world.]


I'm coming up.

[A warning.

He could very well enter the door like a completely normal, sane person, and that is what he defaults to usually, but this time, he bends at the knees and leaps from the ground all the way to the balcony where Anubis stands. The cape and the hair flare as he alights on the edge, and then he's concealed by both once more after stepping down.

Tada.]
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[personal profile] damnpire 2023-12-14 09:39 pm (UTC)(link)
[Well, the psychotic break seems to be getting steadily worse.

Rather than pull away stiffly, D just allows Set to push the cape out of the way and take the half of an arm. The extra leather is as missing as the arm. The pieces of the end have been folded over and sewn together to keep it closed, but the wound beneath has healed over in annoying perfection. Smooth, unmarred skin as if it had never been cut away at all.

D could probably ignore the rambling, too, as not to pry... but it feels as if it might benefit Set to talk about to someone else.

So quietly, he asks,]
Trap?

[To see if Set will keep talking, if he'll explain. He's not Anubis, though he's curious as to what Set could have done to Anubis... considering Set had been so possessively and lovingly unhinged about his son previously. Still?]
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SEEING THIS ICON AGAIN NOOOOOOOOOOOOO

[personal profile] damnpire 2023-12-18 06:31 pm (UTC)(link)
[Oh no, the Egyptian god drama is more messy than he figured despite understanding how messy gods (and god-like beings) can be. But now he's stuck with having to respond, and he supposes it's what he gets for entertaining Set's delusions.

It's clear Anubis would maybe not believe Set for a plethora of reasons, and D isn't sure if he should alter the perception by reassuring Set, or hurt Set by continuing with what would be appropriate.

He watches Set worry the end of his arm with pale fingers, unbothered. The sensation is there, surprisingly, and it doesn't hurt. The only difficulty is periodically having ghost arm sensations; trying to reach for something, feeling as if the weight of the rm is still there. No one, no man has ever stroked his arm with such fatherly affection; however, he has seen paternal love reflected to him through the better humans of the Frontier. He's seen it, what he's never had, enough to understand it's love. That's love.]


Why would he do such a thing?

[Next best tactic: see if Set will tell him more about what's happening so he doesn't have to answer yet. It's fine.]
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AAAAAAAAAA HE'S BREAKINGGG

[personal profile] damnpire 2023-12-18 10:43 pm (UTC)(link)
[Okay, he definitely should not have entertained any of this behavior. Worse, Set gives credit to Yima for a fake Anubis? Yeah, okay. (says a delusional little T2 meri)

D goes along with the pull, but is a bit stiff with hesitation, uncertainty. His mind reaches back into the old depths for knowledge of a history lost to time where he's from. Pieces of his soul? Anubis's soul. Egyptian gods, Egyptian deaths... Jars. It's parts in jars, and he suddenly has a better understanding.

Carefully, he pulls up short, reaching out with the hand he has left to catch Set by the arm and keep the man from charging forward, determined.]


I don't think it's going to work that way. [The less he goes with even more things put inside him, tested on him, the better.] I think you know it isn't going to work that way, too.

She isn't going to give you what you want.

[Now he's just a disobedient child, noooo.]
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[personal profile] damnpire 2023-12-19 04:34 am (UTC)(link)
[Set at least isn't entirely invalid for thinking D is Anubis when D also had to wonder if Anubis was simply another him in a different timeline, created by the Sacred Ancestor.

The strength in Set is commendable. D staggers forward, slipping through the threshold of the door before he can get the power to halt briefly again. A righteous sort of flame licks up in him, twisting his expression.]


You can't be sure she hasn't given you lies. I thought you were lamenting being swayed into a trap.

[It's a bit mean, but still. Maybe the factions are another trap.]

Let go. I won't have pieces of another inside of me. If you want him back, you must fight for the worlds returned. What makes you believe putting what you have inside of me will help?
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[personal profile] damnpire 2024-01-20 03:35 am (UTC)(link)
[the fact im still baffled bc i swore i replied to this

The taut cord of Aspect in D thrums with disruption as the Discord mounts from Set's insistence. He pulls back again, but not harshly. Firm. Wary.

Somehow, it sounds exactly like a parent is admonishing him for talking back!! He's being scolded for getting mouthy...]


Do you really need to catch her to know they are always lies?

[D's wide, dusty lips turn downward pensively. Will Set feed the parts to him? Cut him open to stick them inside him? Try to force his body to assimilate them somehow?]

It isn't the same.

[Is it? Not in reality, though maybe to Set. The parts wouldn't be like having another Shard shoved into him, one he didn't know, right?]

Are you saying a Shard is a piece of a whole?