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Post by Dismality on Feb 23, 2016 12:44:44 GMT -5
It took him a moment to realize the weight of his words. A shiver ran through the soul, making it appear to ripple before Dismas was still. He, really didn't want to deal with being devoured, not after he'd technically just died. Dismas seemed to huff, the light of his soul dimming slightly. This was all her fault, she'd made him into this and now she was just going to abandon him! No, that just wasn't going to work. "Fubinube." He snapped, bobbing in place slightly. She said he had to attach himself to something? "Thuben yuboubu'll hubavube tubo dubo." Concentrating Dismas managed to finally move on his own accord, the small orb of light zipping forward to crash into then roll away from Chronic with a groan. Ouch, ok ouch that was, he needed to learn how to control himself like this better. Still. "Yuboubu mubadube mube lubikube thubis subo tubakube rubespubonsubibubilubity."
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Post by Deleted on Feb 23, 2016 17:06:49 GMT -5
Chronic looked back at the soul, trying not to laugh. She failed. A steady chuckle escaped her as she looked at him demanding her take responsibility while unable to control his new form. "Tubake rubespubonsubibubilubituby?" That brought back memories of people demanding the same thing. "Ubare yubou subure yubou ubevuben wubould wubant tubo bube bubound tubo subomubeone lubike mube? Ubit mubay bube uba bubad ubideuba," she warned him, not really sure if she was lying or not.
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Dismality
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Post by Dismality on Feb 23, 2016 19:11:57 GMT -5
Once again Dismas wanted to roll his eyes but couldn't. His soul seemed to drop a bit before bouncing right back up and flickering brightly. "Bubettuber uboff wubith yuboubu thuben ubalubonube." He replied, firm in his decision. She'd made him into this instead of him simply dying and he refused to waste what seemed like a good oppurtunity.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 23, 2016 19:27:30 GMT -5
"...Wubell, yubou're nubot wrubong," she muttered. Leaning against the door frame, she debated giving him what he wanted. She weighed the benefits. Taking him on can easily become more trouble than it is worth, but she could get something out of it all. "Ubif Ubi'm guboubing bubecubome yubour ubanchubor, Ubi wubant subomubethubing ubin rubetuburn."
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Post by Dismality on Feb 23, 2016 20:36:42 GMT -5
"Nubot mubuch Ubi cuban uboffuber lubike thubis." he replied, drifting closer to her almost lazily till the soul hovered near her shoulder. He was, curious, he'd admit. She wouldn't ask that unless there was something he could giver her however considering he'd only just become nothing more than a soul, Dismas couldn't argue his worthlessness when he was unsure of it himself. "Whubat dubo yubou hubave ubin mubind?"
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Post by Deleted on Feb 23, 2016 20:49:41 GMT -5
"Yubou ubunduberestubimubate yuboursubelf," she commented simply. "Uba cubompubanubiubon ubof suborts. Jubust subomubeone tubo rubun thube ubodd uberruband, tubo gubive mube cubompubanuby frubom tubime tubo tubime. Yubou wubon't bube nubeedubed mubuch. Yubou'll bube frubee tubo dubo ubas yubou plubease fubor thube mubost pubart." Reaching out, she grasped him gently and moved him till he was head height with her. "Thubere wubill bube bubenefubits tubo thubis ubarrubangemubent fubor yubou, bubut ubit ubis ubultubimubateluby yubour chuboice. Ubi'll 'tubake rubespubonsubibubilubituby' ubif yubou fubind thubis tubo bube subomubethubing yubou cuban lubive wubith." A large part of her waited for him to decline the offer, just as another part feared as much as she hoped he'd accept it.
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Dismality
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Post by Dismality on Feb 24, 2016 6:59:04 GMT -5
Every touch from her was like it's own little jolt, a sudden wash of emotion and other things that left Dismas simultaneously shuddering and leaning into her hands. "Dubeubal" he murmured hazily, still caught up in the flood of being held by her. It was, lethargic almost. Like this, the soul couldn't help but want to agree to anything that guaranteed more of these surely addictive touches. Dismas let out a quiet sigh and wondered why she of all people, creatures, things, needed a companion, and above all why him. He'd ask later maybe, for now- "Hubold mube ubagubaubin?" he asked, almost pleaded. There was an unease and discomfort at the back of his thoughts, like he'd just been released from endless torture. And while his sickness hadn't quite been that, Dismas couldn't help but want more of the soothing feelings that came from Chronic.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 24, 2016 19:51:36 GMT -5
A bit surprised, Chronic did as asked and cupped him in her palms. "Such a strange one," she murmured to herself. "Wubell, Dubismubas, Ubi hubope yubou dubon't fubind yuboursubelf rubegrubettubing yubour chuboice." The skin in her palms split, allowing an inky substance to slip into the soul, binding Dismas to her. "Thubat shubould hubelp stubeaduby yubou. Mubaybe wube cuban fubind ubout hubow pubowuberfubul yubou ubare ubaftuber yubou've subettubled ubin yubour nubew fuborm."
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Post by Dismality on Feb 24, 2016 20:04:15 GMT -5
He felt calmer the second her hands were wrapped around him again, a ripple going through the soul as he seemed to go lax. For about three seconds. Then there was something cold and dark pushing its way into his thoughts, curling around his subconscious and making Dismas hiss in unease. With the press of of it came a rush of almost bitter emotions and feelings, like he should be curled on a couch vomiting acid...have his hands flat on a table so something could burn their backs...be out in a dark forest listening to the echoing screams of his traveling party as a monster ripped them apart before finding him...too many sudden and heavy thoughts that had the soul flickering and dimming considerably. He felt, "Ubi fubeubel lubikube Ubi'm guboubing tubo bube subick." He said in a tight and pinched voice that reflected his current status.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 24, 2016 20:13:49 GMT -5
"Suborruby. Subomubethubing ubof pubure Lubife, mubixubing wubith Dubeath...Ubit duboesubn't ubalwubays mubix wubell." Soul binding was tricky at the very least. "Yubou shubould bube fubine suboon ubenubough, ubunlubess yubou rubathuber rubide ubout thube subicknubess ubin ubanubothuber fuborm."
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Post by Dismality on Feb 26, 2016 11:48:04 GMT -5
He really wasnt paying attention to her words, too busy trying to let all the things happening in his "head" settle down. At least she was still holding him- Chronic's hands were certainly a good grounding mechanism. Rolling around in them as if nuzzling, Dismas focused more on absorbing that cool and calm feeling he got from her then the black ones that were trying to drag him into a bad mindset. Vaguely it registered that she said something about another form, however he didn't understand and thus didn't think further on the matter, his only verbal response to her words a heavy sigh.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 26, 2016 18:38:39 GMT -5
Was that an answer? Maybe she added too much of her essence to such a small form. At least in a larger form he'll be able to better deal with the amount. Or he dies. "Thubis mubay ubor mubay nubot huburt, mubight ubevuben fubeel gubood ubor nubothubing ubat uball," she warned him. Using the part of her within him, she slowly started manipulating his soul. "Pubay clubose ubattubentiubon tubo whubat Ubi'm duboubing. Yubou'll hubave tubo dubo thubis ubon yubour ubown ubevubentubuuballuby." She kept pushing at his soul as the slopes of his cheeks start to form between her hands.
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Post by Dismality on Mar 3, 2016 1:26:27 GMT -5
He'd been so far gone in the pull of the emotions that it took him a while to comprehend what she was saying and doing, and by then he could already feel the tug into a different shape. Everything was becoming longer, more familiar and heavier. Dismas blinked, actually blinked, pupiless grey eyes at her. His face was held between her cool hands and the calming sensation they normally gave was muted and dulled, like there was something filtering it. That made his eyebrows scrunch and his mouth curl into a faint pout. "Whubat..." he murmured, looking down and realizing his body was back. Before he could say anything else a sudden heaviness filled his head and form and he was slumping against her with a strangled sound. This...was too much for one day.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 3, 2016 16:48:18 GMT -5
She was barely able to catch him from falling to the floor. Her arms held him firmly around the waist as she kept him secured to her. "Thubere, thubere?" she mumbled as she patted his back. The living would always be strange to her, particularly this one. "Tubo ubanswuber yubour quubestiubon," at least that was what she assumed it to be, "Yubou hubave jubust tubakuben ubon uba lubarguber fuborm. Ubit ubis subimubilubar tubo yubour ubold buboduby ubin mubost wubays, bubut ubit ubis stubill yubour suboul thubat hubas jubust fubormed uba mubore subolubid shubape. Ubit ubis hubard tubo ubexplubain, ubespeciuballuby whuben Ubi'm subure yubou bubareluby knubow whubat Ubi'm tubalkubing ubabubout," she knew she was rambling at this point. This whole thing was becoming far more taxing than she expected.
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