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The Blessed Woodlands
Umbra of Chaos:
Uria
"Hmm? Hm. Hmm. Hmm hm hmmmm~!" Uria looked at him closely then, a conspiratorial look on their face. "I see now! Someone ripped out your singing muscles! But you know, we can talk without those. You just need to use your Paths... or do you not know how?"
Kotomine_Rin:
Zeke
Her words only got to draw his empty, soul sucking look even more directly into her eyes. His grin shrunk and turned into a sad rictus, one that mocked her as much as his own sad predicament.
Seriously, wasn't it kind of cruel to point out?
But his eyes weren't smiling. They never truly smiled. Not even once. But Uria might feel it... the fact there was something more brewing in them. A desire to grab the God by the neck and wrangle it until it stopped making so much noise. That would be pleasant indeed. She could likely feel that much.
He put a leg in front of the other and bowed magnanimously, a hand behind his back as if it was ready to hold a dagger - while another was laid out to Uria as charmingly as a prince's. And not one of those fake royalty types. That kind of regalness was genuine, and oh so contradictory on him.
So much so he had to wink at Uria. A wink Uria had already seen once, maybe from someone else. But this time, it was inviting the God to dance his waltz.
Umbra of Chaos:
Uria
They stared at his hand for a moment, and their weapons shifted ever so slightly as if they considered running him through even as Uria gave Zeke a cheery smile. When their hand grabbed Zeke's it glowed with light. Lines like circuits traced down their skin intent on moving over to him. Of course, it wasn't as if they could control the man.
But why not make contact?
Kotomine_Rin:
Zeke
Heh. So his hypothesis was correct. This one's way of thinking was still much like a child's. The innocent carefree way it managed to tap into PATHS would almost charm him, if the ease wasn't so terrifying. Hadn't this one popped just a few days ago at best? Feeling the circuits flare up in his emptiness almost caused a chill to run down the vessel's spine.
Yet that bond Uria tried to connect into him led... nowhere. It just sank deeper and deeper until it drowned in an empty abyss...
Until it bounced back straight into Uria. This suddenly caused a dark aura to seepe out against the light - and force dark purple circuits to trace down Zeke's skin, intent on moving over to Uria. It was a funny feeling, not quite unpleasant, but forbidden and wrong in a sense. Like a shiver or a spark that jolts you and makes you wake up all fuzzy inside.
Like a taboo you encourage when you really shouldn't. Uria had, figuratively speaken, shoved their hand in a cosmic cookie jar. And the jar spoke back.
Hello world.
Umbra of Chaos:
Uria
Uria pulled back their hand slowly, a slight grin on their face as they received the slightest information from his network. "You're so... fat. Fatty uncle. You take up all those dreams, and bonds, and people and shove them all in your mouth! If you keep eating like that, then one day you'll get your fingers on someone else's plate. Then they might punish you..." There was a cruel glint to the brightness of their eyes now.
"You better be careful! Or someone might reach in your belly and yank everyone out. Then they'll stuff you in a chest and push you right into the bottom of the sea." They laughed, and it wasn't so much a threat as a warning.
If you keep going like this one day you'll lose, and there won't be any more story.
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