Another time, another place / Some paradimensional race (Active / CLOSED)

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Characters: Seymour, Elphaba, Sora, and Wiccan
Content: Seymour gets into trouble and others have to bail him out
Location: The 505 on West 47th
Time of Day: Midday (day after Dahlia's log?)
Warnings: violence, possibly swearing, Seymour being a creep and character death at the end 8D
Notes: The contents of this log have been approved by the mods. Also

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Healing Light and aftereffects

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The moment Elphaba had left was the moment Seymour sprang into action. Moving as quickly as he could in his present condition, he changed into clothes that wouldn't impede his movement or show his arms. He didn't need to give the Healer a really good shot at the wound. No, what he needed was an ambush

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Having arrived home without incident, Elphaba led the way up to Seymour's apartment. "Seymour," she called out, opening the door without waiting for an answer, "I brought a healer."

The witch walked in, stopping short in surprise when she saw him changed and sitting up in the living room. "What are you doing out of bed!?" she exclaimed.

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Sora followed immediately behind Elphaba, with the Keyblade already out and ready. His shoulders and chest were still sore from the wings protruding from his back, but it was a lot easier to manage now. He knew that either he or Billy could take care of a crab bite, but he figured that he could try and heal it himself for now. If Seymour did anything stupid after his energy was drained, he trusted Billy to defend him...and conversely, if Seymour did something stupid before he tried to cure him, Billy could still take care of the bite.

But for now, Sora was determined for this to go well. Seymour had kept his promise and not harmed anyone since Sora had asked it of him...so for now, Sora decided that he wasn't going to assume the worst. It was just nice to take precautions.

He found the blue-haired man sitting up in the living room, looking strangely...tense. It could have just been the bite. "Don't worry, we're gonna cure that," Sora reassured Elphaba as much as he did Seymour.

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Billy brought up the rear, staff over his shoulder despite the fact that, from his own experiences of Seymour in the past and Sora's obvious apprehensiveness about the whole thing in having asked Billy to come in the first place, he would kind of have rather been holding it defensively in front of him. But no - he'd only use his magic offensively if it turned out he absolutely had to, and it was kind of unfair to presume something was going to happen when ... well, as far as he knew the guy just had a bite.

That didn't mean he had no reason at all to be a little bit wary, though. Just in case.

He only got warier at how startled Elphaba was to see Seymour, and it was true the guy looked kind of ... weird. Billy had healed a lot of bite victims, and Seymour wasn't looking much like they usually did.

He nodded after what Sora said all the same, managing a sort of attempt at a reassuring smile, but something felt wrong.

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As soon as Seymour heard Elphaba's voice, he cast the Reflect spell, knowing he was going to need it, and glad he had once he saw that not one but two Healers had accompanied Elphaba back. No matter, though. He would take care of them both while he was here.

Picking up the pipe on the ground, he placed on end downward so that it looked as though he were using it as a cane of sorts as he stood. His eyes moved to his one ally as she spoke and he shook his head.

"That will not be necessary."

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"Now you wait just a clock-tick." Elphaba's tone matched Seymour's of earlier for coldness, even if she couldn't manage the same level of intimidation. "I thought we settled this earlier. They're here to heal you. It is necessary, so sit back down and let them."

Somewhere behind the anger in her eyes was a last clinging plea for him to be himself again, as she'd known him, to not be lost to her. The witch didn't know what was in his mind right now; he was already beyond her reach and he probably knew her well enough by now to see that she was silently all but begging him to return despite the tone of her voice.

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There was something else going on here that Sora felt like he was missing...Elphaba sounded mad at Seymour, and he didn't at all like the way that Seymour said "that will not be necessary." Of course it was necessary, as much as Sora didn't like the creep, it was better for them all if he stayed a human creep rather than become a giant monster

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"Reflect?" Some kind of counter-spell, it had to be. Billy's initial bewilderment at seeing Sora's cure spell fail hardened into hostility as he realized that Seymour must be doing it on purpose.

"He doesn't want to be healed," Billy said in quiet disbelief, well aware that he was stating the obvious but too baffled as to why anyone would make that choice to keep his mouth shut. But if Seymour could use magic too then there was no time to waste, and, shifting his grip on his staff to bring it round in front of him, he started to chant, "I want his bite to heal I want his bite to heal I want his bite to heal -"

It might not work, if Seymour could counter magic like that, but he had to try.

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"As I stated before, it is not necessary," Seymour murmured, offering Elphaba what could pass as a reassuring smile. "This is part of the plan. Do not fear, for your troubles will soon be over."

Apparently the Reflect spell had been a good idea. Lazily, Seymour grinned and raised the small pipe-like instrument he'd been carrying for a while. Time to let the facade drop. "There is no need for healing today," he informed them, smirking a bit at the sight of Sora's spell bouncing back on him. "My plans have been set into action. I am poised to save each of you, everyone who yet remains in such a -"

He broke off with a sudden cry, noticing what Billy seemed to be doing. He was the Healer who had been there at the time of Andrew Basil's transformation. No. He could not be allowed to try, either. Launching himself at the group, Seymour slashed the pipe at Billy's midsection, as much to knock the wind out of him as to knock the staff away.

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"And what plan is that!?" Elphaba demanded. "I had no troubles to complain of until you started acting so different from yourself today! Is that trouble going to end?" She was actually afraid now, though she managed to conceal that and manifest it in the form of more intense anger.

This was what she had felt upon discovering the Wizard's crimes tenfold, or even a hundredfold. The Wizard at least hadn't been a trusted friend who had been in her life and known her secrets and feelings for a long time, and Elphaba didn't give her trust easily anymore. She wasn't the naive girl who thought that a single powerful person would make everything better, but she had faith in the few she did believe to be true friends. Now that faith was cracked and just about to shatter. She felt betrayed but couldn't understand what had happened, or more importantly, whyWhen the situation came to physical blows, Elphaba's control over her emotions, and through them, her power, began to slip. "STOP!" she shouted, and for about twenty seconds, everyone

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Didn't want to be healed? But bites were extremely painful, they made you feel miserable and sick for days before turning you into a giant monster...

...Unless that was what Seymour actually wanted.

Sora didn't know what Seymour was babbling on about, but it looked like the guy hadn't learned a thing since they're last encounter. He was mad now. "I'll show you trouble!"

When Seymour jumped up to knock away Billy's staff, Sora jumped up as well to strike back with the Keyblade. When suddenly, he felt his limbs freeze up and his entire body come to a standstill. He couldn't move, but he was also suspended in midair, and still aware. A stop spell? Was Seymour the one to cast it? But it looked like he was frozen, too...

The spell seemed to last forever, all with Sora mentally straining against his frozen state but getting nowhere. When it finally ended, his Keyblade came down on Seymour's pipe, but without the full momentum of when he's first swung it.

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Billy was too busy concentrating on the spell to make any decent effort to dodge, and the full brunt of Seymour's blow knocked the staff out of his hands and knocked him backwards, and -

- and then everything stopped.

It was magic, he could feel it, and he realized it had been Elphaba who'd shouted - she'd cast it, not Seymour. Billy tried to gather his own magic to break it but it was even more difficult to focus than it usually was, and, although he was repeating over and over in his head that he wanted to be freed it did nothing - after what felt like an age he finally dropped out of the air, landing on the floor in a heap of dark blue cape and winded mage to watch Sora's weapon belatedly strike Seymour's. Billy didn't have time to scramble for his staff - he reached out a hand towards them more on instinct than anything else and sent a jolt of blue lightning crackling towards Seymour.

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Seymour's smirk was wiped off his face at the sight of Sora leaping towards him, even though he'd just sent Billy flying

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She hadn't meant to do that. Elphaba knew now that no matter how this ended, she had already lost. She wanted an explanation though, something to make any sort of sense out of why her friend, one of the only true friends she'd ever had, had suddenly warped.

"Seymour!" The anger had drained from her now, leaving only pain dulled by an unwillingness to accept this betrayal. "What plan? Why won't you be healed? Do you want to become one of those giant monstrosities?" The final word was imbued with slight overtones of fear and revulsion. Perhaps, though, her tone was not entirely for the creatures themselves but the idea of losing Seymour to that particular fate. He still meant something to her, even if Elphaba had started to wish she could feel nothing for him.

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In all the things he'd had to deal with in Manhattan, he never thought one of them would be fighting someone who didn't want to be healed of a horrible infection. That wasn't going to stop him, though...if they had to knock Seymour unconscious and then heal him, then so be it. There was a lot more than just his health at stake.

This was clearly upsetting Elphaba a lot. "I think he does!" Sora yelled, hoping this would help explain their sudden fight.

Their weapons clashed, and Sora saw Seymour wince...the bite mark was on his arm. He wanted to avoid hitting it, but he also wanted to keep Seymour fighting with him. His magic couldn't get through this long-term Reflect spell...but if he distracted him long enough, maybe Billy's magic could. He didn't use spells the same way Sora did