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WAXING GIBBOUS FINALE

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[fellheart]

[ omnia mors aequat. it's declared in a familiar voice, but in a language that doesn't typically get used for sentences that long here— that said, what it does very much resemble aloud is latin, or the language most of them seem to speak their spells in. just slightly to the left, vowels enunciated just that slightly differently.

what it manifests as is a roiling gale, sharpened blades of air weaponizing themselves in a widespread, violent windstorm around the still active drones in attempt to either down them entirely or disrupt their would-be aims (13). ]

You are supposedly a man of science yourself, and yet you wouldn't bother to think that others might also attempt to protect their work from any greedy interlopers? You, seeking recompense from those who were in no way responsible for your trouble, for something you did to yourself, dare speak of anything resembling justice?

[ there's a dark, mocking laughter that rings from somewhere above. looks like the last of the North has arrived to join the party in the courtyard. (did he throw himself from the window on the second floor? of course he is, which country's colours do you think he's wearing? well, usually, not right now.)

robin remains aloft, suspended high above by the beating of the six dark wings that extend from his (still very human) back. if the man wants to try to nullify his magic to swat him down, he's going to have to aim upwards at an awkward angle and expose whatever mechanism he's using to do so. try him, bitch. ]

You preach of cooperation! That you, as a human, are better simply because you are capable of it! Tell us, did you ever even attempt to try? Or are wizards too foreign a species, and your cooperation limited only to the portions of your own precious humanity whom you deem worthy?

[impacter]

[Ah. Welcome home, you dramatic son of a bitch.]

[fellheart]

[ the drama's truly just a part of him. when his goddamn theme starts with a drumroll like that how can it not?

also pay no mind to the title of the track. it doesn't mean anything. ]

[leewards]

Ugh. Why are you so loud when it comes time to concentrate.

[fellheart]

[ a whisper at much more reasonable volume, carried on the wind: ]

Because I'm trying to get his attention? If he is to attempt to deal with me then he's not targeting any of you.