With tightly coiled springs that snap for anything
Characters: Nathaniel (knew_anyway), Rei (marsfireignite), The Animus (adstring_npc), and later on, Bartimaeus (imakefootnotes)
When: Saturday, Jan 7th, morning
Where: An abandoned warehouse
Rating: R for character death, gore, lots of fire, and some general 'oh shit'
Summary: Nathaniel finally discovers the name of the Fire and summons it with Rei, in an attempt to make Adstringendum a better place to live. The Fire breaks free and proceeds to murder Nat and wreak havoc on Adstringendum.
This had been a long time coming. Nathaniel was used to waiting, understood the need to slowly work toward a goal- but the rush through the final stretch was always the same. Excitement, eagerness, fear, all of these emotions rattled through him with every breath. This was the point where a lesser man would have made a mistake, misspoke a word, left a line out of the pentacle, but Nathaniel went through his entire system quietly and methodically.
It was only when he was three hours into drawing it that he called Rei and told her to make her way down- Nathaniel didn't want her to wait, and the process was bound to be awhile.
The final pentacle stretched all the way across the sanded and painstakingly restored concrete floor of the warehouse- all of the boxes had been moved outside or destroyed, the home itself host to no fewer than six protective charms put in place by Tibor and Faisal. The completed circle had a diameter of fifty feet from the innermost circle- the outermost added an extra ten, with small script of different languages written between carefully measured lines and shapes.
Outside of the circle lay two circles- much smaller, only five or so feet in diameter, meant for shielding the summoners. Nathaniel stepped in one, directing Rei toward the other as he pulled out his leather-bound notebook, scanning through it for the final words on the summoning.
He finally spoke, any kind of trembling gone from his voice. His summoning words here lasted even longer than his Aelia, each syllable ringing out true and working to open the rift between this place and the home of the being which he summoned. Nathaniel worked in plenty of counters- including the important one that he had told Rei about before- 'and in the event of my death, bind this cursed being within the pentacle and banish it to whence it came'.
His words carried on in a complex mixture of Greek, Arabic, and ancient Egyptian- several clauses in Hebrew, and one in English, before he finally finished, powerfully-
"-bane of Adstringendum, lost in the rifts, hear your name and remember your purpose- come to me! Ekpyrosis!"
When: Saturday, Jan 7th, morning
Where: An abandoned warehouse
Rating: R for character death, gore, lots of fire, and some general 'oh shit'
Summary: Nathaniel finally discovers the name of the Fire and summons it with Rei, in an attempt to make Adstringendum a better place to live. The Fire breaks free and proceeds to murder Nat and wreak havoc on Adstringendum.
This had been a long time coming. Nathaniel was used to waiting, understood the need to slowly work toward a goal- but the rush through the final stretch was always the same. Excitement, eagerness, fear, all of these emotions rattled through him with every breath. This was the point where a lesser man would have made a mistake, misspoke a word, left a line out of the pentacle, but Nathaniel went through his entire system quietly and methodically.
It was only when he was three hours into drawing it that he called Rei and told her to make her way down- Nathaniel didn't want her to wait, and the process was bound to be awhile.
The final pentacle stretched all the way across the sanded and painstakingly restored concrete floor of the warehouse- all of the boxes had been moved outside or destroyed, the home itself host to no fewer than six protective charms put in place by Tibor and Faisal. The completed circle had a diameter of fifty feet from the innermost circle- the outermost added an extra ten, with small script of different languages written between carefully measured lines and shapes.
Outside of the circle lay two circles- much smaller, only five or so feet in diameter, meant for shielding the summoners. Nathaniel stepped in one, directing Rei toward the other as he pulled out his leather-bound notebook, scanning through it for the final words on the summoning.
He finally spoke, any kind of trembling gone from his voice. His summoning words here lasted even longer than his Aelia, each syllable ringing out true and working to open the rift between this place and the home of the being which he summoned. Nathaniel worked in plenty of counters- including the important one that he had told Rei about before- 'and in the event of my death, bind this cursed being within the pentacle and banish it to whence it came'.
His words carried on in a complex mixture of Greek, Arabic, and ancient Egyptian- several clauses in Hebrew, and one in English, before he finally finished, powerfully-
"-bane of Adstringendum, lost in the rifts, hear your name and remember your purpose- come to me! Ekpyrosis!"