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sᴜᴍᴇʀᴀɢɪ sᴜʙᴀʀᴜ. ([personal profile] sacral) wrote 2026-02-17 05:52 am (UTC)

[ Inside the void, the stillness makes the way the shadows move more striking. More pieces gather around him in an incoherence of form, feeding meagerly on his shadow. Alarm slinks up into his throat as surely as these bits keep sifting through his fingers, plip, plip, patter.

His lips press together, mind churning with thought. When he kneels, following the vague premonition of the cat's paw pointing, he can sweep some of the sludge up into his hands. Only... it melts quickly, sliding through his fingers.

And he doubts he'll find a serviceable bucket anywhere nearby.

What to do... and Where are you, really?

Knee to the ground and shadow dark from the proximity, Subaru feels cold sweat on his temples. With his free hand, he reaches into his coat pocket for an array of paper talismans. On the backs of the rectangular slips are pentagrams, his mark, and simple runes for invocation. Only the fronts are blank, where anything could be written. Or contained, if he concentrates hard enough on it.

Carefully, he places the edges of the paper to the ground in front of the dark substance.
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Can you move onto here?

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