[Void] An End, To All Things

[shibrogane]

"Bold words from one who has given no power to the sigil at all," says Renard.

His eyes flick down to the notebooks. "Later," he says, to the instruction and to the request for his story. "Now's not the time."

endejester

included in blanket response

chiickadee

directly addressed

cibarium

Later, cub

Kolina

u cool

lizbot

renard approve

Smerdle

...hi

 

[cibarium]

Eve

With reluctance and haphazardly contained mixed emotions, Eve nodded. She magicked a stray lock of hair out of her face and knew she was going to miss being here. "This is the part where we sip the ceremonial drinks, focus our intent and hold our hands out or do some chanting, right? Later is good. There's -- hmm. Pomegranate juice. Or ice water. For those who don't like tea." A glance around the group, and again to Renard. He knew the event flag parts of the process better than anyone else here.

"Nothing on the final steps in your book?" Eve asked Zac. "Maybe there's references to how it was done in later entries. If anyone else overheard anything relevant during their time travels, now's probably the time to bring it up."


Leila

The redhead gazed cautiously among the faces gathered around the table. She wasn't hoping for much at this point, but maybe she could still pick up an indication of something they could do.

shibrogane

endejester

 

[Blade Kuroda]

Shun found himself being thrown back by the force of his own shove. While he stumbled back, he grunted as Chel had more or less caught him. After glancing at her once, he shifted a bit as he regained his balance while still keeping a narrowed gaze upon Renard. While the man said he intended to help, he still didn't entirely trust him.

Unfortunately, he wasn't entirely certain how he could stop him in the case that he was lying about what his intentions were. Or at least wasn't being entirely truthful. It was entirely possible he was aiding them to fix things, but had plans to skew things more in his favor.

"You nearly destroyed everything once in an attempt to save your friends. Noble intentions but the cost was far too high. How do we know you do not plan on trying to pull that s**t again?"

Chiickadee

Shibrogane

 

[Daekie]

"Is now really the time for this s**t," Alexis hisses at Shun; their palm is still bleeding sluggishly, droplets caught by their water and carried over to the sigil. "He's here, he's powerin' it up - which is good cause we don't know s**t ******** about magic, come on - and if we all die, pretty sure he goes with us all the same." Their grin is ruthless and their cheeks are wet with tears.

Blade Kuroda

 

[Blade Kuroda]

Glancing over at Alexis, Shun couldn't help but sigh. As far as he could tell, they had been nothing but impatient and hostile the entire time since they got here. He was not amused in the slightest and his own patience was growing thin given the situation as a whole.

"Long term goals. He knows far more than us, yes. In theory he could warp this in any way he pleased and we could very well be none the wiser until it is far too late. Whether or not he dies with the rest of us is not the point."

He glanced to Renard.

"That is not to say I do not see the value of siding with the Enemy when bigger things are at hand, but I do need to question his full intentions. They may not be for the best."

Daekie

 

[lizbot]

America Jones

"Focus, Shun," America breathed out. "Thing mostly likely to warp it is our own will. Doesn't take magic to make that go awry."

blade kuroda

 

[chiickadee]

Now if anything motivated Chel, it was spite.

Without breaking eye contact with Renard, she offered her hand to Shun and said, "Cut it." She didn't have her pocket knife on her tonight, so she was going to need to borrow someone's.

shibrogane

blade kuroda

 

[Blade Kuroda]

Shun huffed out lightly, then turned to Chel, raising his brow. The blade was back in his hand just before he made a neat slice with it.

Chiickadee

 

[chiickadee]

She winced slightly and let it bleed onto the sigil. It was a small trail into the larger pool and she felt a bit cultish about the whole thing, but she didn't take challenges lightly. This was also the girl that licked a battery when dared. She had no clue what she was doing and it probably tainted her casting a great deal to contribute at all, but there she was contributing out of spite anyways. Chel couldn't help it; a creature of emotion, she reacted to what was given.

Her main thought was <******** you, Renard, not contributing my a**, but her secondary thought was that she wanted whatever this to be to be something that was free. The cage had proven a bad plan, the martyrs had proven a bad plan. There was no easy fix, but she thought magic should be allowed to grow lest it lead to more Sunny situations. If there was one thing Chel hated, it was cages and a lack of choice; let magic be free to make its decisions, even if they were bad ones. There was probably an element of leave us alone mixed in her heart of hearts. Chel feared magic and wanted it to leave the denizens of Earth alone. That would probably never change, and even if it was proving a hopeless dream, she would always desire it in her core.

The fourth principal was an easy choice for Chel; Sunny, or Ascension or whatever she chose to go by these days. She was the one going insane and causing rifts in time and space. She was the reason they were in the past and doing a weird cult ritual in the first place. If this blood ritual shut her off, sure. Why not. Chel wasn't sure about the original principals or magic or the state of Other Ashdown because she still didn't understand it, but she could at least connect the dots that Sunny needed to be dealt with.

But mostly spite for Renard.

"Now talk. We're gonna get another Sunny situation f'you don't hop off that saddle an' leave it to us dumbasses." From what she had gathered from his words, he did at least care about what had happened to Sunny. Maybe that was the way to appeal to him; maybe Sunny was the weakpoint in Renard's mysterious armor.

[ Chel putting in for primary even if shes a very bad choice LOL ]

shibrogane

NO U

blade kuroda

thank 4 knife

 

[Blade Kuroda]

Shun shot a glare at Juniper, then held up his bloody hand, hissing sharply "What the hell do you think I was doing before he showed up?"

Apparently no one else was thinking about the risks of letting Renard having free reign over this.

Kolina

 

[Blade Kuroda]

"And you have enough energy to beat a dead horse," Shun stated flatly right back.

Kolina

 

[shibrogane]

Renard nods at Eve, but makes no motion towards any sort of drink or ritualistic hand-holding. He puts his (still sluggishly bleeding) hand back on the sigil and closes his eyes, for all the world like the rest of them aren't even there.

"I owe none of you anything," he says, and then he's silent again, concentrating on whatever it is his intent for the casting is. "What I give, I give freely."

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TONIGHT AT MIDNIGHT, the PACT WILL BE SEALED. The sigil will be Ensigiled. Now's the time to get your names in for principal or do your solo, because if it's not up at midnight PST you're SOL! :>

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endejester

principal candidate
Growth, Control, and freedom, to constrain the magic lest it corrupt, but to let it grow, change, shelter and perhaps heal.

The Semblance of Unity

temperance: principal candidate
Fix the damages that were done and encourage healthy growth and the realization of possibilities.

quite uneventful

principal candidate

chiickadee

principal ******** you, Renard, not contributing my a**

prolixity

blade kuroda

principal candidate
To bring balance back to the world, to seal the tears in the very fabric of reality. To allow life and magic to grow, but hopefully not uncontrollably. Freedom and restraint in extremes wasn't good. Order and chaos both had their place in the world.

cibarium

Leila: principal candidate
Reconciliation and growth, then freedom: Allow magic to develop naturally and benignly alongside those who may use it.
Eve:
restricting her (and magic) the same way one would a developing teenager, with the expectation both could grow and develop into full autonomy after recovering from the damages of the past

lizbot

principal candidate
Growth, guidance, freedom : to allow magic to more naturally be part of this world.

daekie

alexis:
principal candidate
mission statement is: Growth, control, and freedom, to constrain the magic lest it corrupt, but to let it grow, change, shelter and perhaps heal.

kolina

Principal candidate

micillia

kitsuneaura

iStoleYurVamps

Melancholies

saedusk

u has glowy powerstone

Smerdle

Chester:
not really a mission statement but hey: the wish for a home to return to

AMItotic

 

[Blade Kuroda]

Renard's response did not help lift any of Shun's suspicions in the slightest. Gritting his teeth lightly, he just turned back towards the sigil and continued to focus once more.

He did not like this at all.