Third Abomination: Are You My Master?

[labarbebleue]

[Action: Around Mayfield/Closed]

[Caster had received a lump of coal in his stocking which he hardly found amusing. There was little he could do with a black rock, but as he lifted it and held it in his hands, it glowed and transformed into his old sorcerer's robes and mantle. The garments that the man is wearing right now are the clothes that he

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[lonelyremnant]

[A woman passes him. The only reason she's moving faster is because she's actually suspended several inches above the ground by shadow hands that seem to be zipping her along somewhere. But wherever she was going is forgotten, and she stops and turns to him, the hands letting her gently down.]

From what are you running?

[labarbebleue]

[Caster looks up at the woman in front of her. He beholds her with mouth agape and at the infernal hands that appear to be lifting her into the air. They betray a transparent malevolence that contradicts the woman's gentle, frail appearance. Aesthetically, Caster would admit that she is indeed beautiful. But he had greater concerns to tend to... such as preserving his existence.]

... My form and existence will disappear just like when this town was frozen over with snow. I cannot be forgotten, all my transgressions will not amount to a mere farce.

I will not allow God to dispose of me like a ragged plaything...

[lonelyremnant]

To dispose....?

[The look in her eyes is not entirely lucid. But something about this strikes a cord. Oichi had been fated to disappear. To sacrifice her very self for her brother's sake, but had never wanted to.]

It is a sad fate to be discarded, but to be forgotten is far worse. What will you do?

[labarbebleue]

If this town continues to conspire with God to throw me away, then... then I will show it true terror. Their eyes will be drawn to the visage of true despair and they will acknowledge me, the oppressed, the trampled...!

[He pauses his mad rant a little as he examines Oichi yet again with his wide, moon-like eyes.]

I see it... inside you. You too are familiar with terror.