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Date: 2025-02-09 07:14 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2025-02-10 12:23 pm (UTC)...Clive? What's up pally?
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Date: 2025-02-10 02:07 pm (UTC)[ Skips that question with one of his own, standing a little awkwardly outside the door. ]
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Date: 2025-02-10 02:14 pm (UTC)[He steps aside and holds the door for him]
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Date: 2025-02-10 02:20 pm (UTC)[ He sighs and steps in enough that Will can close the door. Well, no preamble. ]
Can I ask you to look at my arm?
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Date: 2025-02-10 02:26 pm (UTC)You done fucked it right up, then?
[Cuz why else would Clive make a move for help that isn't about his brother?]
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Date: 2025-02-10 02:32 pm (UTC)Well.
He clears his throat. ]
Maybe a little.
[ He can't just roll his sleeve up, so instead he takes his shirt off. Will is going to need to see the joint too. He sets the shirt aside and turns the stone arm towards him. It goes all the way up to his shoulder now, flesh ceding way to stone there. ]
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Date: 2025-02-10 02:36 pm (UTC)Fall forgets...
[he breaths out the curse, sounding awed and pained.]
What... what happened?!
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Date: 2025-02-10 02:40 pm (UTC)[ He can look 'inwards' to call upon the forces inside him but that's instinctual, that's his body, it's how he was made. ]
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Date: 2025-02-10 02:42 pm (UTC)[He starts shoving him to sit]
You... you idiot!!
[He sounds a bit heated but more upset than mad]
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Date: 2025-02-10 02:45 pm (UTC)No... it hadn't started until I... demonstrated Ifrit. But the amount it took is too much. Eikons should be able to prime several times, for long periods, before their flesh gives way to the curse. Because it's devouring their aether, burning it off. But I still have more than enough.
[ He can feel them, as healthy as ever. He can call them, without any issues.
Other than the petrification. ]
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Date: 2025-02-10 02:51 pm (UTC)[Oh he's so heated. He stomps over to get his text book and toss it on the other chair]
You havin' way too much was what I was banking on and here you go showing it off. Gods damn you both, I swear.
[Said while picking up the text and flipping through it as he sits in the chair, cursing to himself like a drunk sailor]
Gimme your arm, daft motherfucker-
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Date: 2025-02-10 02:56 pm (UTC)It also feels like being scolded by Gav, arguably his best friend, and it hurts a little. But only because he let him down. That Will, someone he barely knows, gets the same level of feeling out of Clive...
He sighs and shifts his arm using his left hand, closing the distance to hold it up for Will, frowning at the book so he doesn't look at the other. ]
I'm sorry. I truly thought it wouldn't do anything.
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Date: 2025-02-10 02:59 pm (UTC)[He grumbles, prodding the arm with gentle fingertips]
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Date: 2025-02-10 03:06 pm (UTC)[ The prodding makes him wince from the pain. Not from the outward touch but the nerves inside are alight and screaming. ]
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Date: 2025-02-10 03:16 pm (UTC)It's defiantly different from Joshua.
[He stops prodding]
If it didn't LOOK the same I'd wonder if it was something completely different- maybe... maybe it is.
[He closes his eyes, focusing his senses as he once against tries to peer at his aether- SOMETHING is inflicting this, and Will is starting to suspect it isn't just a natural result of burning through aether anymore. His cursebreaking skills hunting down any intent to it.]
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Date: 2025-02-10 03:27 pm (UTC)[ Other than ol' rocky here.
It doesn't seem like anything in Clive is trying to malevolently force it. There's the chaotic swirl of the elements as normal and then there's that alien divinity covering it all, digging roots in. Because it truly all belongs to that alien divinity.
Even Clive. ]
And it's a painful process, agonizingly so, but that's because the living flesh is still ... there, near the rock. But my arm.
[ The agony goes from finger tips he shouldn't feel to his shoulder, and not simply localized around the shoulder where the living flesh is. ]
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Date: 2025-02-10 03:39 pm (UTC)... makes no sense for the death price to be the cause. If it was just the immunity being taken away it should work like Joshua's...
The death, the death... could it- are you sure you're not Corrupted?
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Date: 2025-02-10 03:42 pm (UTC)[ He pauses for a moment, then sighs heavily and raises his hand a little to hold Will up, even as the numbing spreads through his arm deliciously ugh that's good. ]
Joshua, you might as well come in, or go lay back down.
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Date: 2025-02-10 03:56 pm (UTC)... my apologies for the intrusion. I could not rest.
[ He is CONCERNED. ]
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Date: 2025-02-10 03:59 pm (UTC)Well, better you be here for this anyways.
[He turns back to Clive.]
That's what I thought, but that's the only other source of a curse I can think of you've been in contact with.
[And if it IS Suri... he might be fucked. At least Will might not be able to undo it]
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Date: 2025-02-10 04:07 pm (UTC)I'm sure Zahliya would have cleansed it, too, when he cleansed Joshua.
[ He sits back, frowning harder, his hand going to his shoulder. It doesn't hurt now with Wills (and Joshua's earlier easing) numbing, but he rubs at the spot where stone softens back into flesh, thinking. ]
If it was the curse, it would have grown with my attempt to pass the Blessing back to Joshua... Yet it grew with Ifrit, and the minor summoning of Garuda's wind before that.
[ But Garuda had been nothing, while Ifrit had taken his entire arm the rest of the way. He glances up to Joshua and Will, then away. ]
Would you two forgive me if I tested something?
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Date: 2025-02-10 04:14 pm (UTC)It reminds him of Tarja
But Clive's question gets a furrowed brow and a soft frown from Joshua, who glances at Will before answering. ]
That depends on what you plan to do.
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Date: 2025-02-10 04:21 pm (UTC)[He leans back, arms crossed. Though the effect is ruined a bit by the textbook still in his lap]
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Date: 2025-02-10 04:39 pm (UTC)[ All right. He nods gently to Joshua, then calls Ifrit's flames to his left hand. It's far different than Phoenix's. Where the Phoenix is warm and orange, the color of fire in an hearth, Ifrits is red and dark. Magma boiling from the earth.
He lets it surge, let it engulf his arm, heat pouring out. Let's it burn aether, then stops it.
The stone on his arm doesn't budge, which makes Clive frown. Then he calls Garuda, and she responds with a whip of the wind into his hand, a soft whirling tornado that - like Ifrits flames - creeps up his arm. It sends papers flying with the force and like with Ifrit he cancels it.
This time the stone reacts violently and Clive grunts in pain as the stone creeps up his shoulder, flesh turning ashen and grey as it solidifies up like small tendrils and into his neck. Reaches across his throat like spidery fingers and suddenly Clive's eyes widen, his left hand reaching up to grab there, his mouth open.
He can't get air past the petrification, and it's still crawling, up his throat to his chin, across his jaw. The look in his eye is very much: I have made a mistake. ]