The Return of Time

[meat_mooks]

As the Clock was destroyed, all of the stolen time rushed back to it's original owners, causing them to rapidly age back to normal. But as the crew would soon notice, it seemed that the stolen time didn't always go back to exactly the right place...

[[ooc: Time to get back to normal guys! This is basically a case of very rapid ageing - they'll

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Location: The Halls

[i_am_the_bafo]

A kid!Zetta scampered merrily down a corridor, some mischief or another in mind --

Midbounce, the change hit.

Mana power roared outwards in a surge of purple energy, building from "significant" to "strongest in the cosmos" in one massive rush that seemed like it would threaten existence itself...

Then abruptly, with a sharp snap, the demonic form condensed into a book. The mana power cut off as the book spun down to the floor, landing face-down.

It did not move again.

[things_go_boom]

Speaking of one of the people Lash was looking for...or well in this situation, a demon. A book demon. A demon who did not have fingers and toes anymore and...well you get the picture.

The problem right now is the book did not look like it was moving at all.

"Zetta?" If you listened closely there was maybe a tiny bit of concern in her voice. Just a bit.

[i_am_the_bafo]

Nothing.

Then again, that was just one word, right?

[things_go_boom]

For a few seconds she wondered if he was tricking her. Waiting for just the right moment to jump at her once Lash tried to push him just so Zetta could laugh at her carelessness. That was the six year old child talking, the way of thinking sill fresh in her mind. Then it was quickly followed with a sickening revelation that if her mind had hurt and nearly broke from all the memories being shoved into them at once, imagine what it had done to a demon who had over 30,000 years to catch up on. Powerful Overlord or not, that was a lot of strain for anyone to relive through.

And if that wasn't harsh enough, he had lost his body along the way. Honestly Lash wasn't sure if she'd be able to keep her sanity if it had happened to her. Was it caring or silent admiration?Zetta didn't have legs and hands to feel numb over. Maybe that meant it affected him everywhere as a book. Without thinking about it anymore, and perhaps caring a lot more than she left on, Lash was on the ground, pushing the tomb to see if she could turn it over herself, or

Location: The Medbay

[teethofneedles]

One of the many, many kids who's popped up throughout this whole affair, has been hanging out in the medbay for most of it. A young girl with black hair is hunched over slightly, pointedly scratching out shaky letters onto a stylus - and then there's a brief moment where her back arches and her mouth opens in a silent scream, fingers convulsing as she grows larger, body aging rapidly. She becomes a teenager, a young woman on the cusp of adulthood and then for a very brief horrible moment, her body goes limp and pale, eyes sightless, expressionless - and then she decomposes. Not as rapidly as you'd expect. Bits of her are missing, parts of her are gone, but she's still very much identifiable. Her hair turns a strange blackish-purple and her eyes rot away, replaced with gleaming yellow lights, her fingers with bony claws.

Then Karis slumps back into the bed, eyes wide and staring up at the ceiling of the medical bay. Her mouth works and no sound comes out for a very long time.

/if this is okay?

[haruno]

Sakura was breathing a sigh of relief that so far nothing else catastrophic had happened on the minute ago heels of the total power-down that had happened for those throat-catching minutes. Working on finding Cassie clothing appropriate to her regained state had kept her busy as Howard had left Medical, while the rest of those down here while the dragons had taken to destroying the damnable clock that had gotten them into this situation were around

do eet

[teethofneedles]

A clawed hand snapped out at Sakura and then Karis caught herself, the hand withdrawn, curled into a fist as she looked away. She didn't want to look at the young woman, so full of life, so reminiscent of herself years ago - weeks ago - that it almost made her sick. Well, she imagined she felt sick more than anything. Zombies usually didn't throw up or get nauseous.

"No. Just leave me alone."

She was a bit surprised to find herself in a hospital gown, but she remembered coming her - of her own free will. She dangled her legs over the edge of the bed and flexed her fingers open and shut.

"...just get me my damn armor back."

She felt naked, out of armor. The protective shell that kept blades, bullets and spells away from her fragile flesh, hid her body from everyone, was gone.

and we're back

[haruno]

Sakura didn't respond to Karis's first statement, since it was honestly one she'd heard before. And to different extents and degrees, she wouldn't blame her for it. "I'll have it for you in a moment," she said, nodding her head. She'd caught site of herself retrieving clothing for Cassie, earlier, and headed in the same general direction

[things_go_boom]

A tiny little toddler was busy running in the streets of the city. She knew that after the play, clearly there wouldn't by much time left for her to enjoy this body. The day was won! Everything would be alright! And now she still had all this energy to go around everywhere, and my what a wonderful building this was and this place did seem pretty nice and...

[things_go_boom]

Return to normality certainly hurt.

Lash definitely had not been expecting the change to be so sudden, as the memories came flooding back with each new heartbeat. The freecaring child felt herself turning back into a much more rational adult and in horror she realized how little she had been planning this. This was normal, a child would not have known. But a growing teenager knew that the pain was terrible, and she was now in the middle of the city, right in the open air where anything could have attacked her.

Her hands instinctively had gone to the sides of her head as a massive headache from so much imagery forced her to fall on the ground to avoid harming herself any more. At first like a burning pain in her chest, she felt the tiny little toddler clothing being torn to pieces and only the plantsuit remained as she grew into her adult body once again. When everything is done, Lash breathed in and out in gasps, the pain finally leaving her body.

[things_go_boom]

The body in question now feeling like pins and needles had been stuck in all over. Trying to get up and walk again, she found herself slipping down to the ground as fast as she had risen up.

"D-dammit!"

[morphitudinous]

Billy hadn't intended to follow Lash on her way out to wherever young girls liked to wander, but it so happened that en route to his destination. He'd meant to check somewhere else entirely for re-aging crew members, but it so happened that he crossed paths with the familiar body on the ground.

To be more precise, he recognized it by the familiar afro on the ground.

"Lash," Billy breathed, instantly falling to his knees and bringing a supportive arm around her. "It's okay. Take your time."

She was healthy, she was safe. His Yellow Ranger was all right. It was a lot to process at once.

Location: Atori Teahouse

[darknight_ren]

Ren had been walking down the stairs when the Clock was destroyed. Immediately, he grew out of his clothes, left in a few tattered shreds of cloth over the plantsuit he'd put on when he learned the Time Dragons had come. At some point between his teenage years and adulthood, he managed to grab the banister to keep from falling

Location: Obs Deck

[bonnypiperlad]

When it happens, Jamie is playing at fighting, running around with a wooden sword turned up in the depths of the TARDIS and yelling 'Creag An Tuire' quite happily. One moment he is fine - and the next his eyes go quite wide and he drops to his knees. The sword falls from nerveless fingers and hits the ground next to him.

Like with so many other of the crew members, he begins to age, shifting from boy to teenager to young man in a very short time. The block on his memories of the ship and all his friends lifts as well - but it's not a pleasant process, and he cries out as they flood in. Soon enough, his mind overwhelmed by the combination of aging and his memories returning, he slumps to the floor, quite unconscious.

A short time later, however, there's a groan from where he's fallen, and Jamie reawakens. Groggily, he pushes himself up from the floor and brings a hand to his head, trying to focus on the room around him without much luck.

"Ooh, my head..."

[morphitudinous]

Billy's long search for familiar faces brings him to the Obs Deck next, where he hears a longed-for and pained voice. Jamie's. He's safe, but...is this normal? What if the memory alteration is permanent? It's a very, very small probability, but one that can't be entirely ignored.

"...Hey," calls a tentative voice from nearby. No matter who it is, it's not right to leave someone suffering. "I can't imagine how rough that has to be."

[bonnypiperlad]

Jamie looks over at the sound of the voice, and there is no mistaking the recognition on his face when he sees his friend.

"Billy!", he calls out gladly, and tries to get to his feet. "I...oop." His legs don't seem to want to support him, and for a moment he looks distinctly worried. But he can move his toes, and his feet, and he can bend things, so it seems to him it's more just a side effect of getting back to normal.

"I'm a wee bit wobbly at the moment," he admits. "But it's not so bad."

[morphitudinous]

"Jamie!" Billy's voice is more heavily tinged with relief than is usually heard after missions. He almost sprints over to where Jamie lies, offering an arm. "It's all right, I've seen the effects before. There's a couch right here."

One that he would promptly try to guide Jamie toward. He can't stop looking at the familiar face, glad to see everything back in place. "I still can't believe that worked."