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Who: Clare & Rigaldo
When: Backdated to during the event - after Rafaela & Lucelia merge, before Priscilla's Awakening.
Where: Out in the city.
Format: Action.
What: Clare gains and leg and Rigaldo starts a fight.
Warnings: probably guro.
[ It's strange to be able to balance again, feet (feet!) planted firmly apart. There's an ache of newness in one, a yearning to be used and stretched, and that indescribable feeling that follows excessive use of one's yoki, of suppression and relief. ]
[ But Clare stands still, on the rooftop of what was perhaps once a building, a daring silhouette given the danger. She stands and watches and concentrates, horror building in her because she knows what's going to happen next. Haven't all these people suffered enough? Hadn't Rafaela's memory been so thoroughly defiled the first time? ]
[ But the sight of the Destroyer looming large is sickeningly familiar, and she knows she has to be ready for when it lines up those deadly projectiles. ]
[ But then she senses a more familiar yoki and her attention slips. She whirls around, sword already in her hand. ]
When: Backdated to during the event - after Rafaela & Lucelia merge, before Priscilla's Awakening.
Where: Out in the city.
Format: Action.
What: Clare gains and leg and Rigaldo starts a fight.
Warnings: probably guro.
[ It's strange to be able to balance again, feet (feet!) planted firmly apart. There's an ache of newness in one, a yearning to be used and stretched, and that indescribable feeling that follows excessive use of one's yoki, of suppression and relief. ]
[ But Clare stands still, on the rooftop of what was perhaps once a building, a daring silhouette given the danger. She stands and watches and concentrates, horror building in her because she knows what's going to happen next. Haven't all these people suffered enough? Hadn't Rafaela's memory been so thoroughly defiled the first time? ]
[ But the sight of the Destroyer looming large is sickeningly familiar, and she knows she has to be ready for when it lines up those deadly projectiles. ]
[ But then she senses a more familiar yoki and her attention slips. She whirls around, sword already in her hand. ]