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sᴜᴍᴇʀᴀɢɪ sᴜʙᴀʀᴜ. ([personal profile] sacral) wrote2022-03-05 12:06 am
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[personal profile] roedeer 2026-02-22 10:53 pm (UTC)(link)
[ half a face, when he speaks, his tongue has started to darken too, like it's also breaking down. perhaps it's started from the inside, and now it begins to branch out. his eye glances to the empty seat where "something" sits, and then he looks to subaru who has kneeled down to look over the situation. as he assesses, his half of a hand comes down to his lap before falling off from the wrist.

it splatters onto the ground, what was the color of his hand pops, breaks down and liquefies into the already growing puddle. in his mind, soleum's screaming, he's screaming, it's a horrible sight to him being unable to live from this horrible dream, and yet... outward, he can only stare. around the waist, some parts of the leg are where black tendrils begging to become undone seep through the fabric, slowly and barely visible.

soleum must remain calm even if he can feel himself breaking down, it's not like before, yesitis. he realized the truth and accepted already, thetruthhasalwaysbeenthat. so why is it happening again. block it out, ignore it.

ask for help.
ask for help. ]


Pardon?

[ the cat within the talisman pours out like a waterfall, and it's body has finally returned to what's normal in this void. there's uses in the way it breaks them down to where parts no longer hold together, and within a talisman that contains all parts... this place crushes them into a form. with a swish of the feline's tail, it stretches showing off the entirety of its body before walking over to agent grapes. ]

I have something I don't want to leave unfinished. [ a conversation, the one that was interrupted when subaru appeared. agent grapes turns to look at the cat nearby. ]

They can lead you out... It's not safe to be alone.
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[personal profile] roedeer 2026-03-01 02:12 am (UTC)(link)
[ this place will eat him alive too, agent grapes knows this, and it's why he expects the cat by him to lead subaru out. he leans forward, one hand— stump of the wrist?— no that's just the edge of the jacket he wears dripping something black onto the ground.

it trickles onto the black cat like rain, rejected too as it slides along the surface and onto the ground around the feline. aware of this, that one red eye watching his body break down like so before him, he understands how grave the situation is at hand.

subaru.

he can not be here. ]


I don't have magic. [ he doesn't want it. if this place could tear it out from him, remove the pieces of himself that doesn't make up kim soleum. then he'd welcome it. the thought is so tempting when said by someone else when they view him like this. ]

But... you do.

[ that hand comes back to his lap, agent grapes tilts his head down, and he listens.

— What a nosey fellow! This is an a and b conversation, wouldn't you say, friend?
— What to do, what to do. You really shouldn't tell him, it's been some time since we could speak, friend.
— I can help you, friend! Stay a little longer, this Host has so much advice to help you out of this predicament. Now— ]


To break it down from the inside, you have to understand what you're against.

[ — That's fine and dandy, friend! this gracious host thinks you should tell him ▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓ ▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓ ▓▓▓ ▓▓▓▓. ]

Something followed you here.