KAIJU FIGHT #5

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KAIJU FIGHT #5

CONTENT WARNINGS: cult-like symbols and implications, brainwashing.

▶ 001. LORD OF THE FOREST.

Throughout the days leading up until October 15th, the captives will be forced down to the dungeons for their “punishments” to be doled out. All of the punishments seem to be completed methodically, almost as if the followers of the Lord of the Forest had centuries of experience. While no explanation is given, it becomes clear that the sacrificial ritual has begun. While the Outsiders may not be privy to what this entails, there is one rule that will be have made clear to them: once the ritual begins, it can no longer be stopped. However, there is still a sliver of hope. On the morning of the 15th, a small message will have been pushed out by LILITH. While they haven't completely reestablished their connection to the network, they are able to get something out.

█ █ █ MONSTER DEBRIEF SHEET
NAME:
HEIGHT: Ư̴͚͈̓͊̅͐́̇͛̂͌̏͠Ņ̷̧͕̣̦͉̟̣̽̽̌̓̈́͒̈́́̔̊̚͜͝K̷̗͖̜̟̮̬̜̳̍̈́̽͝Ǹ̵̠̳̯͕̠̻̖͔̹̖͑ͅỎ̶̖̲́̒͒͒͜W̵͈͍̻̞̮̻̏̍͠N̷̥͚̳̳͙̟͓̹̆̃
WEIGHT: Ư̴͚͈̓͊̅͐́̇͛̂͌̏͠Ņ̷̧͕̣̦͉̟̣̽̽̌̓̈́͒̈́́̔̊̚͜͝K̷̗͖̜̟̮̬̜̳̍̈́̽͝Ǹ̵̠̳̯͕̠̻̖͔̹̖͑ͅỎ̶̖̲́̒͒͒͜W̵͈͍̻̞̮̻̏̍͠N̷̥͚̳̳͙̟͓̹̆̃
CLASS: Ư̴͚͈̓͊̅͐́̇͛̂͌̏͠Ņ̷̧͕̣̦͉̟̣̽̽̌̓̈́͒̈́́̔̊̚͜͝K̷̗͖̜̟̮̬̜̳̍̈́̽͝Ǹ̵̠̳̯͕̠̻̖͔̹̖͑ͅỎ̶̖̲́̒͒͒͜W̵͈͍̻̞̮̻̏̍͠N̷̥͚̳̳͙̟͓̹̆̃
LOCATION: BRAȘOV, TRANSYLVANIA.
ABILITIES: Ư̴͚͈̓͊̅͐́̇͛̂͌̏͠Ņ̷̧͕̣̦͉̟̣̽̽̌̓̈́͒̈́́̔̊̚͜͝K̷̗͖̜̟̮̬̜̳̍̈́̽͝Ǹ̵̠̳̯͕̠̻̖͔̹̖͑ͅỎ̶̖̲́̒͒͒͜W̵͈͍̻̞̮̻̏̍͠N̷̥͚̳̳͙̟͓̹̆̃
WEAKNESSES: SUNLIGHT, HOLǸ̵̠̳̯͕̠̻̖͔̹̖͑ͅỎ̶̖̲́̒͒͒͜W̵͈͍̻̞̮̻̏̍͠N̷̥͚̳̳͙̟͓̹̆̃Y REǸ̵̠̳̯͕̠̻̖͔̹̖͑ͅỎ̶̖̲́̒͒͒͜W̵͈͍̻̞̮̻̏̍͠N̷̥͚̳̳͙̟͓̹̆̃S, GK̷̗͖̜̟̮̬̜̳̍̈́̽͝Ǹ̵̠̳̯͕̠̻̖͔̹̖͑ͅỎ̶̖̲́̒͒͒͜W̵͈͍̻̞̮̻̏̍͠N̷̥͚̳̳͙̟͓̆̃
EXTRA NOTES:

It is an incredibly sparse message. It seems to be working with any information the ocular implants were able to detect in that second, and the information gets fed back in the form of a distorted debrief sheet. However, it does act as a sign that LILITH is still actively working on gaining access to their communication lines once more, and are tirelessly working to send help. With this sudden jolt of a message, they will feel an extremely heavy disturbance composed entirely of rift energy—it appears that whatever kaiju is dwelling here is able to effectively work with the rift in order to negate abilities. But perhaps the clues all strung together have already painted a similar picture as to what is to come, and to what to continue to expect.

Now that the sacrifices have all but been made, it is time for the Lord of the Forest to be summoned.

All captives who have been forcefully dragged, or psychologically drawn to the dungeons, will find themselves face-to-face with the Lord of the Forest, also known by their title of PRICOLICI. The creature is a bit difficult to make out due to its ability to shape-shift: at times mimicking a human wearing some sort mask in the form of a wolf’s skull, and at others, taking on a form of a monstrous wolf-like creature that awaits all Outsiders— those presently within the dungeon, and those that exist outside of it, ready to be lured in.

Or that should be the case, but The Lord of the Forest appears to be a kaiju unlike all others. While it is summoned for a brief period in which the Outsiders bear witness to its true form, it seems to disperse back into the rift soon afterwards, much like savoring each of its sacrifices in a temporary state of hibernation.

(Note: Details of the specific events that happened leading up until this point can be accessed on the kidnapped log. Please be advised that there are heavy trigger warnings for these topics.)

▶ 002. FIND THE CAPTIVES.

Due to their brief communication and joint efforts following the network post, it becomes clear that all signs point to Bran Castle as the place where the captives are being held. This becomes ever more apparent as the fog gradually begins to lift, and the outline of the castle can finally be seen from the distance of the forest’s perimeter.

If there were still any doubts surrounding Bran Castle as a place of interest, many of the villagers will instantly form large groups in order to stop Outsiders from heading towards the castle. They will spare no effort to achieve this. What initially starts off as peaceful dissuasion and psychological tactics, such as using the children to cling to the Outsiders leg and crocodile tears… quickly escalates to outright fighting with pitchforks and other makeshift weapons from the farm. Additionally, Outsiders who have purchased the poison dagger from LILITH will find that the “safety” on it is released, and they can be utilized on the locals with no need for additional clearance. It looks like the network wasn't the only thing affected by the spotty connection.

In this skirmish, the Outsiders trying to make their way to the castle will find that a handful of these villagers aren’t your run-of-the-mill farmers. They’re stronger, faster, and the Outsiders will discover that they have incredibly sharp teeth. They are vampires! Or, an entity that seems close enough to the ones of legends. They will not only be attempting to fight Outsiders off, but will also resort to biting them. If an Outsider is bitten, their bodies will feel almost feverish, as if an incredibly slow-acting poison has entered their bloodstream. But, being bitten by a villager does not guarantee one to be turned. While it is possible, it is a much lower chance.

Once Outsiders do make it to the castle, they will find that there will be several more attendants from the castle waiting for them at the gates, all prepared to fight tooth and nail to prevent their entry. It’s clear the objective becomes to break past them and find the dungeons below the castle!

▶ 003. THE DUNGEON OF CASTLE BRAN.

Following the pathways of the castle to the dungeons below will not be easy. All the attendants present seem to have been waiting for them behind every nook and cranny of the castle. Outsiders will be met with their fervent attempts to stop them. It is a matter of life or death for the attendants and like the villagers, they seem to have no issue with throwing their own necks out in order to preserve the sanctity of their ritual.

Outsiders will also find various areas in which wolfsbane will be in bloom. Unlike typical wolfsbane these seem particular potent and will make the air taste bitter, and cause tingles, nausea, and hypotension if exposed to for too long. It appears even the attendants avoid them to a degree.

For those who make it to the dungeons, they will find that it is a lot bigger than it appears on the surface. A lot of its structure seems to lead deep underground, suggesting that it may even extend further out from the perimeter of the castle itself. There is a certain smell to the place that cannot be masked, years of sacrifices evident in every inch of its walls. There are over hundreds of cells, some still holding skeletal remains, alongside other ancient looking items: an old book, a worn out doll, a bloodied servant’s apron—they all appear to be pieces from a past that was long forgotten.

The Outsiders will not get to explore easily, however. As soon as they make their way past the threshold where the cells are all lined out, they will feel a chill up their spine. It's almost as if eyes are watching them in the dark, and they are. If they look up, they will realize there are hundreds of bats with glistening teeth that are all lining the ceiling, all lying in wait. They are minions of the Lord of the Forest, and their supersonic screams can stun and cause momentary deafness.

To make matters worse, it is not just their sharp teeth that hurt on impact, but they have a keen thirst for blood similar to the villagers. Being bitten by one will cause the Outsider to potentially begin to lose control of themselves and will have an insatiable thirst for blood, even at the expense of their fellow teammates. Additionally, those who are bitten will find themselves moderately more susceptible to psychic brain washing, and may cause them to momentarily join the enemies side.

▶ 004. THE FINAL RESCUE.

While the battle has already started within the village and the castle, suddenly the familiar ping of their oculars will alert them to the following message from Yamakawa—

"Angels of LILITH, we have connection. Rescue your team mates no matter the cost!"

With the connection reestablished, the main objective of the mission becomes one thing: RESCUE. For Outsiders who may have still been left at the village, or engaged within their own horrors, they are all advised to head to the dungeons as soon as possible. The coordinates for the deepest cells are sent alongside directions, with a constant warning to avoid direct contact with the kaiju there. The kaiju has long been absorbing rift energy and LILITH strongly advises against any attempts to engage with it until more information is known.

After half an hour, LILITH gives formal clearance to kill anyone interfering with the mission. Villagers, cult members, anyone. This includes Outsiders who may have temporarily been brainwashed, with the caveat of bringing back their bodies as they may be able to save them.

As they get further into the dungeons, they will find themselves susceptible to the side effects of rift poisoning. It is far more potent with each step, and will take laser focus to make one's way all the way to the last holding cells. There they will find the several of the castle’s most devout followers desperately calling out for The Lord of the Forest, as if summoning its presence.

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… and The Lord of the Forest answers the cries of its followers. The initial part of this battle is difficult as the kaiju's abilities paired with the abnormalities of the rift result in weakening the powers of all living organisms around him, including the powers of the Outsiders. However, due to the phases of the moon, its abilities to nerf powers seem to have diminished slightly - they are able to use their abilities at a lower output, or at times they will find their abilities can cut in and out. After five to ten minutes of the Outsiders actually engaging the creature, they will find LILITH has effectively sealed the rift below the dungeons. It is far from perfectly done, but will allow the Outsiders the window of opportunity to use their all in their battle with the Lord of the Forest before backup arrives.

█ █ █ MONSTER DEBRIEF SHEET
NAME: PRICOLICI
HEIGHT: VARIES
WEIGHT: VARIES
CLASS: EXTREMELY DANGEROUS
LOCATION: BRAȘOV, TRANSYLVANIA
ABILITIES: SHAPESHIFTING, IMMORTALITY, NIGHT VISION, SUPER STRENGTH
WEAKNESSES: SUNLIGHT, HOLY RELICS, GARLIC, WOLFSBANE
EXTRA NOTES: This kaiju has a malicious intent to all humans besides those who praise it. It's said it will bless all of its followers abundantly on this Earth and grant them immortal life.

The battle against the PRICOLICI will not be made easy, especially as its weaknesses are not as straightforward to tap in as most elements. However, LILITH will provide utmost support for the Outsiders who want to try their hand at defeating it. While it was once believed to be immortal, perhaps due to the disconnection of the rift and the moon, it does seem weaker the longer the Outsiders engage with it. There are also pockets in which wolfsbane bloom in secret in the dungeon, and the PRICOLICI will evade these specific areas, as well as any places containing holy relics.

▶ 005. AFTERMATH.

The remaining villagers do their utmost in attempting to ground the LILITH medical cruiser, using cannons and other primitive weapons against it. Fortunately, they do not succeed. With the LILITH medical crew all present, they begin their work promptly. Outsiders can not only use the medical cruiser as a temporary base and resting point, but those with severe injuries are ushered in for emergency surgeries and other necessary procedures. Those who can heal are encouraged to take care of the ones with less major injuries in order to lighten the load on LILITH’s medical robots... and Dr. Spim, of course.

When the final battle finally winds down, several more mission objectives crop up. While no formal decision is pushed on the Outsiders this time, they are given several choices.

Although LILITH has permitted Outsiders to take their own stance in whether they want to kill those involved in the ritual, including the villagers, they do state the final request to spare the children, which they plan to bring back to Neo Tokyo. Those who do not wish to engage in the taking of lives will be encouraged to continue assisting and escorting any injured Outsiders. Finally, all Outsiders are tasked to take with them any goods that LILITH could benefit from, including any sources of food.

Once this has all been completed, they will all be encouraged to leave Transylvania behind.

Back at base, they are presently working on the cure for those who were bitten and turned. While the brainwashing element has been resolved through persuasion tech, it wasn't possible for them to fully reverse the other side effects. LILITH staff are requesting those affected to remain indoors until they figure out what they need in order to completely rid them of this ailment.

(Note: The above mission objectives in this section are all optional! Please remember that you only need to engage in the plots and ideas you are comfortable with. If you would prefer your character to leave early to take the others back to recover at base, that is completely fine. We want this to be flexible and for people to play with what inspires them. You are also free to come up with other ways your character can help during this time, as long as it does not break any game rules.)

▶ 006. AFTERWORD.

Welcome to fifth kaiju log!

Thanks to the Outsiders' efforts, they were able to engage with the kaiju in this fight. Due to them piecing the clues of the skulls helping to destroy the fog, they were able to gain access to Bran Castle. As they have also kept their suspicions of the villagers, some even including to sacrifice them, they were able to unearth them being associated with the cult, and able to uncover their involvement. Outsiders were also able to add wolfsbane as a weakness to the kaiju due to the messages exchanged between the kidnapped and non-kidnapped - and so this detail was also added into the log. We appreciate everyone’s engagement in this and hope you have fun with this outcome!

Feel free to NPC your characters' fights with the minions. The main fight with the largest one will be determined via a HP-based system (See below). Feel free to ask any other questions below! Additionally, we did clarify some questions in regards to vampires/general weaknesses here, as well!

For the vampire prompts, feel free to work with the setting in how you want your character to experience being turned, and potentially turning others. It was made vague to allow flexibility, so if you'd like to have your character just feed off of people without turning them, that works. If they want to turn all their friends, that is also 100% okay. Those who have been turned are welcome to play with that as they see fit. As mentioned, LILITH will be actively working on the cure, and this will be something revisited in the TDM, or on our quest board, so be on the lookout for that!

All tags on this log are worth 2 points and will count towards October AC.

EVENT BREAKDOWN/RECAP (CLICK TO EXPAND)

1. LORD OF THE FOREST: On the days leading up to the 15th, kidnapped characters are brought to the dungeons to receive their punishments. The punishments are administered in a way that suggests that the followers have many years of experience, and that they are all part of a sacrificial ritual to summon the Lord of the Forest; once the ritual begins, it can't be stopped. On the morning of the 15th, LILITH is able to send out a distorted monster debrief sheet that the captives will be able to briefly see before experiencing a heavy disturbance of rift energy. Captives in the dungeons will also be able to see the Lord of the Forest, but it will disperse back into the rift after being summoned.

2. FIND THE CAPTIVES: The Outsiders figure out that the captives are held in Bran Castle; the fog gradually lifts and the outline of the castle will be visible. The villagers will do everything they can to prevent the Outsiders from reaching the castle, from using the children to persuade them to stay to more violent means. Outsiders who have a poison dagger from LILITH are able to use it on the villagers without prior clearance due to the spotty connection. Vampires are among the villagers attacking the Outsiders; if they are bitten, their bodies will feel feverish. Once Outsiders reach the castle gates, they will have to break through the castle attendants to reach the dungeons.

3. THE DUNGEON OF CASTLE BRAN: Outsiders must fight through more attendants inside the castle as they make their way down to the dungeons. The layout of the dungeons is much bigger than it may seem on the surface—with over hundreds of cells, some of which still contain the remains and personal effects of previous villagers who have been sacrificed. Bats, minions of the Lord of the Forest, will attack the Outsiders and those who are bitten may begin to lose control of themselves with a thirst for blood. Bitten Outsiders may attack their teammates as a result, and may also be more susceptible to psychic brainwashing.

4. THE FINAL RESCUE: LILITH confirms the main mission objective of rescuing all the captives and gives formal clearance to kill anyone interfering with the mission, which includes any Outsiders who may have been temporarily brainwashed. The bodies of any fallen Outsiders must be brought back as LILITH may be able to restore them. Going deeper into the dungeons will cause side effects of rift poisoning to manifest. The Lord of the Forest appears to engage the Outsiders; its ability to weaken abilities is diminished slightly due to the phases of the moon. Five to ten minutes into the battle, LILITH seals off the rift below the dungeons, allowing Outsiders an opportunity to go all in on attacking the Lord of the Forest.

5. AFTERMATH: LILITH's medical crew arrives to begin treating injured Outsiders. Those who are able to heal or have medical experience are encouraged to treat Outsiders with minor injuries to lighten the load on LILITH's medical staff. Once the battle winds down, Outsiders are given several options on what to do next: kill the followers and the villagers, but sparing the children (who will be brought to Neo Tokyo); continue assisting and escorting any injured Outsiders to safety; taking any goods from the village that will benefit LILITH, including food sources. Once completed, Outsiders will leave Transylvania to embark on the journey back to Neo Tokyo.

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[zauneyete]

Oh?

[ He asked, a half-laugh on his scarred lips, more a scoff than humor, though it was there. There was mock curiosity in his tone, as if these were steps to a dance; or maybe closer to the steps of negotiation. It's like business, in its own way, which makes this easy where Silco's lack of...recent experience would otherwise stay his hand and beg more caution.

Foolish, he thinks, but with the poison in his veins, he's less under danger than he would have been otherwise. So why would it be considered foolish? Was his life in danger? This was not Zaun, where there was the weight of a burgeoning war; nor was it Kenos, where he was struggling to hold onto the one thing that would keep him from breaking apart at the seams. He nearly had, too, feeling the bubbling rage under his fingertips and practically leaking from open wounds that wouldn't close. This was different here, and the power that vampirism gave him made him... foolhardy. Too confident. (Oh, how it would bite (😏) him later.)

His thumb scrapes against the wound, dull nails to worried and coarse flesh. He would — will — cut the both of them to see what happens when they're flayed into pieces, and how everything rearranges. ]

That would make me something of a hypocrite, wouldn't it?

[ He absolutely was one. His lips twitched into that sharp smile, as always. It's just as predatory as ever — the only kind of smile that rests on his face. Like a beast lurking under the water, ready to lunge.

When he pulls away, Silco moves to follow; whether it's to chase or simply get up, it's probably difficult to separate the difference. Propped slightly on one elbow, his other fingers dig into that wound. He looks him in the eye when he does it; as if daring him to complain about it, or lash out, or... something. ]

[immortalpoet]

[He doesn't lash out. He doesn't growl. He barely even moves. Silco digs in, and the man doesn't even wince. As if he expects it. Wants it perhaps. He has never told Silco about it, but his propensity for self-punishment was something to behold.]

[No, only his eyes change. More vivid than ever, as if they are the only things in this world that could exist. They burn in his worn face. The Red Gaze was not just titled that on a whim.]

[Slowly, his hand moves. Finger by finger, trailing down his neck over to the bite from before. He carresses around it with a curl of his thumb.]

We are all hypocrites.

[The nature of humanity. A man can raise children in a horrible City and murder hundreds in a day to day job. Someone like him shouldn't exist, logically. Vergilius bares his fangs, a toothy smile that's barely that.]

...I'm sure you don't want to die here.

[A light statement. But then its punctuated by a sharp press of his thumb into the sore flesh. His nose flares from the smell.]

Unless you get off on the thought of me popping your skull like an egg?

[zauneyete]

[ All Silco knew how to do was hurt, really. He isn't as impassive, though, and he exhaled through clenched, fanged teeth, his single eyebrow drawing down; stress and strain around the edges of only one eye. It's worth it, though, he thinks. A flash of red that makes him think of the large sea beasts under the cold water, lurking where only delving deep could find. ]

That — [ He pushed against him, fingers dug into his neck still, as if ordering him up and off of him. As if he expected him to without a word. ] — hardly appeals.

Another secret, for free, Vergilius.

[ With the shroud pulled back, time seems like it starts moving again; like everything around them had been holding its breath, including the castle itself. It had been longer than a second, but it feels like everything had been encapsulated in one of them. A sharp, fanged smile again — red not from blood, dully reflecting the light of his gaze — it made his smile look bloody.

He tried to push up a little further — it's like a dance. ]

Wouldn't you rather have me around a touch longer, anyway? [ Closer, as he pushes up; trying to push Vergilius up with him. ] Or are you more interested in continuing to hide that part of you that I see so clearly?

[immortalpoet]

[Silco pushes. This could be a ballroom, with them as lonely dancers - the push and pull almost feels like the flow of blood itself. His eyes continue to burn - as if they, themselves, are hungry for something that he cannot name.]

[No, even as the man moves, he won't give him his exposed belly. It's simple, so very simple, to let his rough hands move and grasp over the other's neck. He shoves down. He exerts barely any effort to do so. Silco may be strong, now.]

[Vergilius will always be stronger.]

I hide nothing. I am what I am. [And a squeeze - a threat, perhaps, but also, a vivid reminder. This is who you want to play around with..] But a secret for you as well, Silco. For free.

[His own mouth is still bloody, and he licks over it to clean his lips - not unlike a dog after a meal.]

If you will understand me, you will understand that you have to take all of me. Have a taste of it all. Even the parts you don't like.

[zauneyete]

[ A protest very nearly burst from his lips, but he was too fast and too strong and his hand clasped around his neck with a sudden --] Hrgh --

[ Words killed by Vergilius's hand, his head forced back down to the ground and he'd be grateful that his head didn't slam against the stone floor; but his brain is already shuddering to a complete stop. Does he know?

He fights to breathe -- does he have to? -- a gasp fills the air between them when he closes his hand around Silco's throat. His odd gaze, black and blue, stares back at just red. He can almost imagine the blood pumping behind his eyes, like he can see it. Vergilius almost looks like a beast, licking the blood from his lips holding him down against the floor, leaving him fighting for air.

Does He Know? This isn't the first time Silco's had hands too-strong wrapped around his throat, both eyes wide and unblinking. He can almost feel it, that old friend whispering in his ear, looks every other time, telling him to simply let go and his fingers fell cold and he can almost feel the water rising to engulf him again.

How? How does he know? He can't even respond, his throat locked down and even fighting for the slightest scrap of air is all he can do. Can he even die of this? Does is matter? His brain already thinks it's happening, because it's happened before. Three times the same person tried to end him. Over and over and over; because they had once been like brothers, and wasn't that what happened when bad blood tainted the water?

His fingers claw at his scarred hand, fighting him, his feet kick, and one would think being calm would be the play here, but Silco was never calm in the face of possible death.

Would he? Kill him? Now? For this?

One hand fell, was he losing? Fading? That quickly? His fingers slipped into the folds of that makeshift leather straps, and pulled out a small, slim knife. He flipped in his hand, eyes still locked on a blood-red gaze, staring at him, was he drinking it in? Even the parts he didn't like? Why, this was a beast lashing out, and he fought it because that's what he did but... Dislike? Hardly. This was what he'd wanted.

His lips curled, slightly, something between a smile and a grimace. As if he was saying: Nice Try without words.

He plunged the small, slim knife into his thigh, that choked grimace looked more a self satisfied smirk, under his bright red eyes.]

[immortalpoet]

[The man struggles. How many souls had been in his hands like this? Too many to count. Grunts and middlemen and assassins. All had been killed, all had been sent to feed his blood-red sea of sin.]

[Truly, he doesn't intend to kill him. Even with all of this man's ugliness laid to bear, and his willingness to sink his teeth in (both literally, metaphorically), Vergilius wouldn't kill him for that. Maybe that's too soft for a vicious Color of the City. He could care less at this point. There's something about Silco that's different. Not desperate, really, but...]

[It's just an example of that horrific anger, the type to burn the world down. He's a wound Vergilius can't help but open again, and again, and again. He wants to laugh at it. He wants to squeeze his throat further. He has half a mind to bring him up in an embrace - no, he shouldn't hurt like that, he shouldn't -]

[The man's hand twitches downward. He lets it. He feels the knife sinking into his leg. He lets it. He deserves it, doesn't he? Just one small instance of the large debt he has to pay. Karma asks for worse.]

[He lets go of his quarry. The knife stings, and he's pulling it out with nary a wince. A brief look at it, and he's drawing it over his lips to lick off the blood, before tossing it, clattering, to the side.]

[His rough hand moves to stroke through the other's hair. Everything hurts, but the pain feels so, so far away.]

[He also can't help it. Smirk, that is.]

[Monster to monster.]

Ah, Silco. What are we ever going to do with you?

[zauneyete]

Hm —

[ His throat is raw, the rumble of it feels like a sandpaper-scrape, like those long days down in the fissures where the darkness and tight walls, and poor ventilation all left him hacking when he'd been a boy. He remembers this feeling, though every time since the first it's been an echo of the first, the first time he'd truly had to fight for his life, the first time he should have died and didn't. Again, and again, and again; and some of them he did — he reached up with trembling fingers, to rub at his neck, but —

He doesn't. His eyes are drawn to his knife, and Vergilius in an echo of him only hours before. It's how he'd contracted this a second time in his odd life. It clattered to the ground, and skidded across it, and it's only a half-thought that he should retrieve it, but he still can't move. Vergilius is still straddled over him. He ran his hands through his hair — a mockery of what he does himself, and his fingers itch to correct it, even though he does it for him.

He smirks back, sharp and perhaps a little brave. He should not challenge the man, but he does; as if he knows to do anything else. Silco had never learned to back down. ]

You'll have to learn to put up with me, I suppose. [ His voice is rough, still. He can feel a blossoming bruise on his neck, probably hand-shaped. ] Isn't that what you promised?

[immortalpoet]

Hm. Did I?

[Now he's just being mean for the fun of it. There's something about Silco that acts like that knife does, digging in and prompting that little urge of pettiness. Silco can take it, anyhow. In fact, he has a sense the man wants nothing but it. Most would be cursing his name with a croaking hoarse little voice after a stunt like that. Silco does not. He isn't sure what to think about it - the few who have dared challenge him are the foolhardy and the idiots, mostly. Very, very rarely can someone turn their chin up that's of his caliber.]

[He's not QUITE of his caliber. At least not in the physical sense, but they've talked about that, haven't they? Silco doesn't need another reminder on a mountain of them.]

...Anyways. You had your fill. I won't waste any more time here with you. But.

[And he's leaning over him, now, that same hand in his hair yanking it back. Face to face again, he hovers.]

You do realize that if I really wanted you dead, you already would be. You wouldn't even have time to think. That...would be it, hm? Just like that.

[He wouldn't even be a thought for Vergilius. Only instinct. Life there, life gone, like a candle in the wind. He plays a dangerous game. But Silco doesn't want anything boring, here, no sir. Perhaps...]

[Does he want the same, in his own way?]

[He ignores it - that needling, sick to his stomach feeling. He could get addicted to something nasty like that. Vergilius lets out a rattling sigh against his lips.]

So. If you pull a stunt like this again to me, remind yourself of that.

[...]

[And the warning is delivered. He almost consider it. His lips brush down, like before




but he pulls back before the proper kiss, shifting back and off the man so he can grab his gladius where he dropped it before. He won't wait for Silco to get up before heading down the corridorm He entered this castle as a man. He will also leave it as a man, just with....advantages.]

[His eyes water. Maybe he never really changed after all.]

[He may have won the battle. But is Silco the general of this war?]

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[ He hissed through clenched teeth and fangs, loud in the silent hall, tugged back, face to face. Everything hurts, every single injury on fire all at once, the spike in adrenaline had made him ignore it, but it's coming to life like fire, and his eyes stay locked on him, while he promises violence and a swift end. He wondered if Vergilius knew how many times Silco had encountered that now? This close, it's the first time he's truly felt it since arriving in this land.

He is used to it — how many times had his life been threatened by gods and powered beasts far his physical superior? — how many times had they not been able to end him? Not truly. He was a survivor; but even that is a poor salve to the threat looming between them; the sword of Damocles hangs over his neck, just about to —

Drop —

It's as sudden as pulling his hair that he hovers — and then he's gone, standing and already moving down the hallway. ]

Don't worry — [ He murmured, rubbing his neck, before he lifted his fingers to run through his hair, putting it all back into place. Bloody bite wounds and a darkening bruise on his neck aside, he's already moving to stand, and pick up the knife that looks just like the one he'd gotten from a demon once. ]

I haven't once forgotten.

[ He slips into a side hall, on too silent feet. He had been too brash; he cannot still that too-loud thudding of his heart, still kicked up from the encounter with his old friend, death. He'd be happy to leave that behind him again. ]