forty-five sins

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[...it is time.

This is the moment--this one--that he has been waiting for. Waiting, planning, sweating, bleeding to make happen. It is time to show this little world just what it is trying to keep captive. Fight the chains until they break, wrap them around the throat of their captor and pull until the air runs out.

Opening the door to the house,

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--LEGATO

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((ooc: say hello, react to the sight, interact mentally, taunt him, whatever from a distance here. If you are trying to get close, or actually attack, tag the comment below. There will be little no to combat in this part of the thread))

[justcharles]

My question is why must this be done? We all suffer the same fate here, and those native to this world didn't ask for their lot, any more than they asked for us.

Whatever your reasoning, know that we will stop you, no matter the cost.

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[almost sounding a little impatient now, as if Charles' words are flies buzzing around his face]

Yes, yes, so I have heard. ...And those are dangerous words, you know. 'At any cost.'

[justcharles]

[Charles can sense Legato's impatience, and knows that the efforts being made by himself and the Doctors is finally paying off.]

I'm well aware of the weight my words carry, Legato. Fortunately for me, it won't come to that. I'll admit...I was holding back quite a bit in our last encounter. Unlike you, I don't feel the need to use my powers to assert my authority.

[Legato may feel the prickle of Charles mind in his own now, stronger than it was before. There's no searching happening here, just the ever-expanding presence that's much bigger and stronger than it was before. He's not really making an effort to hide himself now, at least not from a psychic standpoint.]

[endthem]

[ugh... he hates that feeling. Hates it. And he can't strike back without dropping his control over the town. So, his sea of puppets begins to roil a little. They search harder for Charles, some looking almost feverish, while Legato tries to focus on the connection enough to help pinpoint him.]

[justcharles]

[Charles moves to the window of his hiding place, watching the townspeople search for him so desperately. He has to do something. He's not worried for his own safety, but more for theirs. As he moves to exit the building, he begins to make the people around him fall asleep, falling like human dominoes as he passes. Ordinarily, he'd have to get close to do this, but Charles has given up all pretense of holding himself back, so all it takes is a glance

Similarly to how the crowd roils and moves around Legato, the crowds seem to part around Charles, as though he's surrounded by some sort of barrier, preventing anyone from getting too close. It's an easy enough matter for him to find the blue-haired man amongst the crowd, as his psychic presence was unmistakable. He's coming for you, Legato, and he's reciting The Origin of Species into your head as he comes.]

[spongetastic]

[Peter is listening, trying to pick out Legato's mind. Having never encountered Legato before, he just seeks out the most powerful mind and narrows down on it]

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[that might be a more difficult task than expected, being that Legato's mind is spread so desperately thin throughout the town like a mesh. You'll likely bump into Charles' presence before his, but... he's there somewhere]

[spongetastic]

[it's okay, Peter already knows what Charles's mind feels like. He'll get to Legato eventually and stay there once he does]

[endthem]

[eventually Legato feels yet another mental presence lingering around his own-- this time it is one that he does not recognize. So, the crowd will be looking for you, Peter, seeing if they can sniff him out wherever he's hiding]

[spongetastic]

[Peter's not hard to find. He hasn't used his telepathy like this in a while, so even as he keeps concentrating there will be a bit of blood running down his nose]

[hulloeverything]

[Eleven gives him a little wave before opening his mind to him. Can you feel him, Legato?]

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[oh... when he feels that connection, the temptation to mentally strike him is almost too great to ignore. But he learned his lesson with Five, before... so he keeps his mental hands to himself, for now.]

Come to enjoy the show?

[hulloeverything]

Enjoy? No. I think I'm more here to run up and down the aisles screaming fire and throwing water on people.

[endthem]

Unfortunate. I would really appreciate your help in this performance.

[hulloeverything]

Well then. Let me provide you with a little musical accompaniment. [Eleven starts thinking about the music, forcing it into Legato's head as loud as he possibly can]