Lady Maria of the Astral Clocktower (
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Entry tags:
- animorphs: toby hamee,
- arcv: yuya sakaki,
- attack on titan: eren jaeger,
- beastars: louis,
- bloodborne: lady maria,
- bloody mary: bloody mary,
- da: myrobalan shivana,
- dragon prince: viren,
- drakengard 3: four,
- elfen lied: kaede,
- fallout: the lone wanderer,
- ffvii: cloud strife,
- fruits basket: momiji sohma,
- fsn: archer (emiya),
- harry potter: theseus scamander,
- jjba: giorno giovanna,
- johnathan strange: john childermass,
- lwa: ursula callistis,
- mtg: chandra nalaar,
- original: sokie undertown,
- prey: morgan yu,
- the witcher: geralt of rivia,
- undertale: papyrus
Tonight, Maria joins the Hunt
Name: Lady Maria
Date: Auguril 15th - Evening
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[The view opens up to Maria's face, the face of the giant clocktower in the back drop. She's sitting on a ledge on the outside of the building, one leg dangling off the edge, the other foot planted on the worn stone back of a screaming panther-eagle gargoyle. The sky, and the tower are awash with the the deep pinks and purples of the nearly-set sun. Maria herself is wearing her full hunter's outfit, her hat pulled low to shield her eyes against the sunset, but in truth it just makes her eyes seem that much brighter blue. The only oddity in her attire is that she seems to have several sunflowers tucked into her belt, around the holsters for her gun and sword sheath.
The mechanisms in the tower grind and move, and the big minute hand tocks heavily, thunking into place in the next minute slot before Maria speaks. It's almost the top of the hour.]
It has been several months, since the first of us arrived here. Life... is not made easy within this place. Not for anyone, even those of us who might be in better straits than at home. This may be the worst night yet, and we still have many more moons to come, I fear, before any of us are allowed from this place. [This, however, may very well be Maria's own last. She feels the way the headache swells and throbs behind her eyes, the pressure fit to make her burst at the seams. It ebbs and flows, depending on what she does with the Monsters, how she uses her magic, the potions and the herbs and the other stalling tactics, but she's not sure how much longer she can keep on like this. Tonight, blissfully, the pain is at its least - the full moon being the weakest pull of the mirrorbound Witches is keeping things to a dull roar at the back of her skull. For several seconds, she looks back out over the city, scanning the shapes and the shadows, watching people shutter their windows and close their doors.]
On this night, the instincts for the Monsters will be at their worst. If the pull is too strong, and you feel your mind slipping into the madness and chaos of beasthood, seek the scent of... [Lumenflowers... no,] sunflowers. They will lead you to me. I will make it as swift as you will allow me; but it may be most silent if I must seek you out. [This is exactly the threat that it seems to be.]
If the beasts loom large, and threaten to devour you, or crush you, seek me out, as well. Monster, witch, human or not, it matters not to me; it is the threat of the feral I am in search of. [Pause.] As for the rest of you... I hope you do not see me.
[Her foot shifts, and she stands, precarious though the ledge is. The terrifying drop seems to not bother her at all. The shadows deepen on her face as the sky turns a richer purple-blue, the sun setting rapidly now, though it's barely been a minute. Soon, the video cuts to black, but there's still audio in the background; a rustle of wind and cloth. Finally, there's a whirring as the clock begins to turn over again.]
The night, and the hunt are always so very long. I pray we all live to see the morning sun, and put this night behind us.
[Tock. The video cuts out as the first peal of the hourly bells sounds. Over the city, the clocktower chimes eight, and the sun slips fully below the horizon.]
Date: Auguril 15th - Evening
Format: Video
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[The view opens up to Maria's face, the face of the giant clocktower in the back drop. She's sitting on a ledge on the outside of the building, one leg dangling off the edge, the other foot planted on the worn stone back of a screaming panther-eagle gargoyle. The sky, and the tower are awash with the the deep pinks and purples of the nearly-set sun. Maria herself is wearing her full hunter's outfit, her hat pulled low to shield her eyes against the sunset, but in truth it just makes her eyes seem that much brighter blue. The only oddity in her attire is that she seems to have several sunflowers tucked into her belt, around the holsters for her gun and sword sheath.
The mechanisms in the tower grind and move, and the big minute hand tocks heavily, thunking into place in the next minute slot before Maria speaks. It's almost the top of the hour.]
It has been several months, since the first of us arrived here. Life... is not made easy within this place. Not for anyone, even those of us who might be in better straits than at home. This may be the worst night yet, and we still have many more moons to come, I fear, before any of us are allowed from this place. [This, however, may very well be Maria's own last. She feels the way the headache swells and throbs behind her eyes, the pressure fit to make her burst at the seams. It ebbs and flows, depending on what she does with the Monsters, how she uses her magic, the potions and the herbs and the other stalling tactics, but she's not sure how much longer she can keep on like this. Tonight, blissfully, the pain is at its least - the full moon being the weakest pull of the mirrorbound Witches is keeping things to a dull roar at the back of her skull. For several seconds, she looks back out over the city, scanning the shapes and the shadows, watching people shutter their windows and close their doors.]
On this night, the instincts for the Monsters will be at their worst. If the pull is too strong, and you feel your mind slipping into the madness and chaos of beasthood, seek the scent of... [Lumenflowers... no,] sunflowers. They will lead you to me. I will make it as swift as you will allow me; but it may be most silent if I must seek you out. [This is exactly the threat that it seems to be.]
If the beasts loom large, and threaten to devour you, or crush you, seek me out, as well. Monster, witch, human or not, it matters not to me; it is the threat of the feral I am in search of. [Pause.] As for the rest of you... I hope you do not see me.
[Her foot shifts, and she stands, precarious though the ledge is. The terrifying drop seems to not bother her at all. The shadows deepen on her face as the sky turns a richer purple-blue, the sun setting rapidly now, though it's barely been a minute. Soon, the video cuts to black, but there's still audio in the background; a rustle of wind and cloth. Finally, there's a whirring as the clock begins to turn over again.]
The night, and the hunt are always so very long. I pray we all live to see the morning sun, and put this night behind us.
[Tock. The video cuts out as the first peal of the hourly bells sounds. Over the city, the clocktower chimes eight, and the sun slips fully below the horizon.]
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I know you're just trying to help, but I worry. [ She always worries. ]
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I won't do it again, in the future. [She'll just kill them - though this assumes there is such a thing as "the future" for her, and honestly, she's not so sure, but that's irrelevant.]
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Anyway, he's alone in the video with his back against the wall, looking uneasy.]
What are you going to do? [He can take a guess, and his makes his stomach twist, but he's looking for confirmation first.]
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"Seek the scent of sunflowers," so you can...help them calm down?
[Says the boy half-pouting, half-glaring at the camera. He'd look human enough, if it weren't for those unnaturally golden eyes.]
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[This one she isn't going to bet is much of a threat considering he's still mostly human, Maria figures. A month or two maybe he'll be more likely to be on that level, but for now... she'll be cordial. Even with the threat looming.]
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Thanks, I think.
[His voice sounds a little thick, like he's congested, but otherwise he's not that bad off just yet. Funny how not resisting every step of the way helps.]
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You are holding on to your mind well, are you not? It will be alright, for you. [But she's always close at hand if that ever stops being true.]
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[ He's not screaming, he doesn't know how to use the watch. ]
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When the message ends, she quietly sets the watch down with trembling hands. She then makes the executive decision to stay home tonight and focus on tending to her hoard of houseplants, rather than going out and risk running into that. ]
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[SLURP. Don't mind her, she's enjoying her tea.]
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The only one you’re fooling with your sugarcoating is you.
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It's unfortunate, but I suppose there are times when this is necessary. I appreciate your willingness to take this upon yourself. Please also remember your own restraint. The moons will pass, and most Monsters aren't so overtaken to cause more than mischief.
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Still, I thank you for your understanding. It is nothing I take pride or joy in, but I have seen the unchecked effects of a rampaging beast, driven only by its hunger and instincts. I don't wish that on any one here. Even the Monsters, no matter how ill they think of me.
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[ Morgan doesn't usually allow herself to be so visibly agitated but? NANI??!??? ]
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As for the tower... I climbed? Short-range teleportation spells make it very easy.
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You're hunting them? [ Childermass doesn't have time for poetic descriptions of murder, thanks, but it's all still a little bit alarming. ] Are you mad?
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It's the same thing, it should get the same response. So then, why can't she think of something to shoot it down.] It's... by far not part of my skill kit, Lex. Restraining a beast at home is not well possible. They are much stronger than men. Here... I am even weaker, and my magic is not suited for it - I have not studied any kinds of those spells, if they even exist.
[When there is a threat, you eliminate it. This is a truth that Maria thought tacit between herself and Lex. And yet... she is considering this now.] To bring them back from the madness without a Bond with them... that would take a considerable amount of time and effort to hold them still and maintain contact, ropes or shackles, and the ability to put them on the heat of the hunt. Then to chase down again if necessary... and... try to defend yourself against their attacks while doing all of that? It seems more something to do with a group than as an individual.
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Congratulations on the panic you've managed to incite.
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There has been no panic I've seen. Merely a lot of disdain.
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His imagination fills her in, fittingly, as looking rather like Ser Clarimond did the night of his Harrowing.
same energy]Is there no one native to this place who might be trusted with that task, serah? [An earnest question.
That sometimes you might have to kill the second-class citizens because they're a danger to others depresses but does not surprise him; he'll save his outrage for once he's figured out whether this is a necessary evil or something worse garbed in necessity's robes.]
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The rest of it is terrible. There's something vaguely familiar about golden flowers and death, but he can't place it in the swiftly rising fog of fear and alarm. Bad enough he's wrecked some things and stolen some food, the last month. Now he needs to worry about someone who might see him doing doggish things and kill him for it?]
I THINK...
THE COVEN HAS PEOPLE WHO DO THIS.
STOPPING FERAL MONSTERS, I MEAN, NOT PUBLICLY ANNOUNCING THEIR MURDERY INTENTIONS.
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I understand where you're coming from, and I'm certain those that have lost any sense of self would want to be stopped as well, but killing them should always be a last resort. There's other ways to stop uncontrollable beasts. Have you made such attempts before?
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Perhaps if it is feasible, I will take the time to do it. [She says this like she doesn't think anyone should count on it. Eventually, she will try it, and it will probably work, but for now... she doesn't have the experience to say one way or the other.]
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He remembers a very vivid dream in which he tore a poor stranger to shreds in a dark, damp maze. He remembers the very real moment when he ripped his fangs away from the neck of the one person on Earth he'd promised to protect.
He gulps.]
Sunflowers. Got it.
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This is... a bit different than all of those. She's been approached by other Monsters before: At least one of her roommates, and a few other acquaintances - direct or tacit understanding that if worse comes to worse, and they become the most dangerous of monsters, she will find them, and she will save the town and them from themselves. She's not expecting it from a voice or a face she's never seen, though. The responses thus far have conditioned her toward hostility from others, so there's a tiny note of surprise when she responds...]
Yes. But do not misunderstand, and do not waste my time - I have no interest in those that are merely afraid of themselves and what they might do, but still hold ability to prevent it. In those cases, I tell you to simply leave the city or find other outlets for your instincts. [This one sounds like he still has his mind for the moment, so... she'll make sure to drive that one home.] However, if there is nothing left but the hunger and the bloodlust, then yes; think of sunflowers, and follow their scent.
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How noble of you willing to pull the trigger where others are conflicted with the fact there are people behind the claws and teeth. Inspirational, really.
[ She raises a toast. ]
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i love it when shit like this happens
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[Archer sounds somber and a bit tired.]
If you ever need the favor returned just let me know. Same goes for the Bond.
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[She squeezes her eyes shut.]
... It will not be too terribly long. I had planned to find myself in the Wilde before then - I will spare the town the destruction, they have other things to worry about. However... that may yet be easier.
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