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[canniballistic]

[Anyone still particularly concerned with Abel's whereabouts (given the current change of mental tune about the ships) may have noticed that he has become a total nonpresence, of late. So it may be a surprise to some when his sphere flickers on as he's rolling it around in his palm as though pretending it's a much more interesting plaything. As he

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[chappi_fan]

[She grins in sinister amusement, taunting.]

So merciful! Unless you're too cowardly to do it... Do you back up your words with actions, silly man?

[canniballistic]

[His expression does not change, perhaps unnerving in its consistency to any eavesdropping passersby.]

Ah... Would you like to be the first to play with us?

[chappi_fan]

[Her grin widens. She's clearly very pleased with the thought.]

Let's play a game. Ha!

[canniballistic]

[Were there even a speck of humanity left inside the human shell they have possessed, surely the feeling would be mutual.]

Yes. Entertain us.

[celestial_okami]

Abel-- [Sweat is dripping from her brow as she fights the inevitable, her markings sputtering across her skin like a dying flame. Sometimes the markings die completely, leaving a pale woman clinging to the wall as all of her wolf-like traits disappear before the red light coils across her skin again.]

Abel Nightroad. [Her claws dig in to the metal bulkhead as she staggers forward. It's so hard holding this form together now. Like a physical pain clawing into her chest but she can't let it go. If she lets go of it now then everything will be impossible again. Gritting her teeth as she forces herself to stand on her own without the aid of the wall, she takes two steps down the hall as she bares her fangs.]

ABEL NIGHTROAD! Where are you? [That face, no, it was wrong, something was wrong and she could tell it from the sound of his voice. The others...how many of them remembered what he could do? How many had seen the black wings from Eos? Blast her body, and may this ship rot around her she was not going to let him do something he'd

[canniballistic]

[Ammy. He almost remembers, feels some struggling dissonance in what he remembers now and how it is supposed to be, and for a handful of seconds, the look on his face is almost human again. She isn't dead and neither is he, there should be only him in his mind-

But if it was that easy, he might have overcome it on his own. He might not have fallen so far into this dementia to have forgotten who and what he was. It only makes sense to be haunted by those that he couldn't save (though it's more than that for her, she isn't just another person to whom he is also obligated).

The way he sees himself, now, is enough to settle his mind. The reflection in the glass is not of something human and kind. His lips are black and his teeth are sharp, all of them, his skin the pallor of a waterlogged corpse. It isn't real, but it's real enough.]

...It is no use, you may scream all you want. He is dead and gone.

[celestial_okami]

[She bares her fangs and snarls defiance, her ears flattening to her scalp as all of her fur stands on end.]

You still wear his face, I won't let you hurt the others while you use him to your liking. [The air sparks, crackling with energy as she wills Thunder Edge into existence. Gripping the hilt tightly to keep it strong in her mind, she growls deep in her throat.]

Show yourself, or I will tear this ship apart to find you!

[canniballistic]

[Oh, but that's exactly as they'd like it. The more destruction and death- They might not have to waste their time slaughtering the worthless humans if they can get someone else to do all the dirty work.

With a sudden change of heart, they smile just the same as Abel might, and welcome both onslaught and devastation.]

We refuse. He is our vessel, who made a monster of himself. We will do with this body as we like.