oo1 [Accidental Voice Post]

[playedtoolong]

[water splashing, churning and a series of wet, choked, pants]

Fre- This is death? The ultimate freedom-

[hissed sounds of pain, voice is obviously strained, before it breaks into a raspy scream]

ROSETTE CHRISTOPHER! WHERE ARE YOU!?

[it's cut off by more sounds of floundering in water, more noises that would be expected by one set of hands]

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[ordenmagier]

*And look, you have a mildly fascinated magician looking up at you and smoking*

Perhaps I could help.

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[playedtoolong]

[She's half in and out of the water, six arms trembling, lower half gone and blood oozing from her lips. The Sinner had been casting about, blind, until he spoke, and he head snapped in his direction, sightless eyes wide]

Who-

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[ordenmagier]

Isaak. *His voice is calm, and he surveys her for a moment* I can mend you.

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[playedtoolong]

Who are you-

[More like what, who to me, damn it, damn it- She flounders, one arm's stump serving as a hand, the others dragging her from the water, eyes still casting about, sightless]

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[ordenmagier]

*He's calm, unperturbed at the sight even as he exhales lazily, with all the air of a man who knows exactly what he's doing*

A friend.

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[playedtoolong]

You get away-

[Breathing hard, but in no position to do anything yet, her legion milling and chaotic over her wounds, barely visible movement]

From me-

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[ordenmagier]

Would you rather stay wretched permanently, milady?

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[playedtoolong]

Leave me.