#agency plot

[agenteighthere]

A negotiation

White sand rose in dunes, seemingly from one horizon to another. An illusion of vastness created by the ebb and flow of the scenery. Bright pools nestled in each low between the piled hills, and he stood at the shore of one, eyes darting to and fro to follow the forms of small fish that made their home in the lagoons.

There was not much to do but wait. There was nothing remarkable with this spot save that it had the smallest likelihood to be happened upon at this time. Except by one that could locate him, and knew to look in the area.

Wind stirred, ripples distorting the underwater scenery, but he did not move. He had orders. He waited.

motherovernature omnipotentmoon

[omnipotentmoon]

"Just let me go..." The Tsar moaned, starting to come to. He was stirring, but it seemed he believed himself to still be held captive. Nightlight and Aster had already done impressive work. Still, he had a long way to full recovery.

[omnipotentmoon]

"Yuuchan?"

"Yeah Dad. It's me. Greyface. Come on, I gotta get you out of this place while I still can. These guys are probably gonna come after us. Together we can bust out."

"I wish I could see you, my boy. I will trust you to guide us to safety."

"Don't worry, Papa. I'll be your eyes."

[askthespectralboy]

Nightlight winced, strengthening his connection with the Tsar. He wouldn't let that light waver! He REFUSED!

[motherovernature]

*curls in balls of feels as she watches three and mani interact cause feels human feels sera is gonna feel so bad*

[askthespectralboy]

Noah all but stumbled his way through the clipper, trying to reach his brother fast enough. "Nightlight...! Nightlight are you all right?!" He knelt next to the bed, brushing some of the boy's hair from his face.

Nightlight looked up to Noah smiling a little. Tired and dimmed but still ready to smile. "I'm fine. Giving my strength to the Tsar." He answered.

[eleventhagent]

Current status:

Not breathing. Eyes gouged out and bleeding. Left shoulder pierced through and bleeding profusely. Shards of glass embedded in right palm and fingers. Neatly split lip. Pulse is faint, quick and irregular. Clammy, waxy-looking skin. Occasional weak convulsions bring up bloody vomit.

[omnipotentmoon]

He was quite certain alarms were going off. Right now was not the time to worry about such things. This surge wouldn't last forever and he needed to use what strength he had saved, combined with the strength his Guardian gave him as fodder for his escape. 

Even if his eyes were blind he could still 'see'. It would take moments for his magic to get jump started. He shook, ignoring the pain as he tore through his binds as if they were not even there.

These bastards had gone after his family. They had ignored his request for release, he had tried so hard to urge them to let him go. Now they were going to regret it.