#daemon m!a

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[TXT] Heya Geist... how does tomorrow sound for the... the thing. ((nix))

[ Geist reads the text and pales...

oh god. He completely forgot about the date with Nix...he has cat ears...But..that’s probably not a good enough reason not to go? Umbra seems to like them considering he hasn’t taken his hands off them yet...

Fine..he can supposedly deal with Nix finding out about them..]

[txt] The thing? Right

[txt] yes tomorrow sounds good! What time should I come over?

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continued from here!

* C-cute? How is...

[ He doesn’t even realize he has the cat ears until Umbra pets one gently..he jerks slightly in surprise at the touch...Eyes and hands darting up quickly to see he’s sporting...a pair of glittery cat ears..

Well this is hell indeed for the Lich. ]

* ....o-oh.

* ..I’m beginning to hate those greyfaces more and more with each day..I can’t be...”sparkly”...or have cat ears. This is ridiculous..

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@scattered-scientist

[ A portal reappeared seconds later outside a familiar door of a Fragment he had grown close to..This Daemon business had taken a rather poor turn he thought..Pathos’s own soul turning rebellious once it was given a taste of free will...

Something told him he would not care for the oncoming fight..He’d have to play it safe. Standing outside the door he opened it expecting the worst. ]

[archaicgeists]

What does Fartha think of this torture going on?

* I don’t approve of it..But I can’t stop him once he’s begun.

* He won’t get away with it either I know that much..I just hope it won’t lead to something terrible down the line..

* I’m worried about that SP fellow to be truthful..Geist shouldn’t give him further reasons to attack but..there doesn’t seem to be much of a chance of things changing between them at this stage.

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[ Hours had flown in mere seconds..but the hard part was done at last..

Quenched and ready, all the molds needed were their ingredients and time to sit and procure..Geist found himself now sitting at one of his lab tables, a mortar and pestle and a array of other tools close at hand for the next stage.. His Daemon, Fartha had come down some time ago, drawn by her counterparts workings and ideas. ]

* I still say you could use other materials for this dear, as heartfelt as it is...It’s a bit morbid.

* ...You say that as if most of my works can’t be considered morbid. I’m marrying a skeleton for pete’s sake, I can make it a great deal more morbid and you know it.

* ...point taken. I just don’t like my role in this..But it saves us both time so..I’ll play along.

* let’s get started then.

[ Without further delay he takes a knife to sever two of his fingers into the grinding bowl..his pinkey and the adjacent finger.. He winces at the pain momentarily, watching the bones become dust of sorts..not in the magical sense..but bone dust all the same.

A few other ingredients are added to help keep it’s form in the molds, a strange paste is made and gently poured into the mold and sealed tight. With the first half done he looks to Fartha to assist with the second half. ]

* Just the finger yes?

* Mhm, I only need a few drops..

* Alright.

[ Moments pass as his pointer finger becomes flesh and blood, pricked shortly after a few drops are shed into a stranger looking mold that glows eerily once it’s given it’s materials.

He leaves the bloodstained mold to sit as his fingers regrow and lose their flesh, the first mold is placed back into the forge and nestled into the glowing coals to bake.

The ring will be finished in a few hours. ]

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The Meaning of a Soul

@scattered-scientist @fragmentednothing

[ Pathos would be due to visit any moment now, while he did want to talk to Umbra about what the fresh hell he was thinking...A few minutes wouldn’t make a difference..

Frankly he needed a bit more time to figure out what to even ask let alone mull over what prompted such actions from Umbra. And..well honestly the news of Pathos’s soul becoming a disturbing insect daemon had gotten him curious.

Managing to shoo his daemon and Umbras to more..”private locations” for the time being he waited for the other to come and show him what was going on. He had already mentioned it to Umbra about Pathos being the owner of a centipede like soul..]

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hey. hey fartha, i guess you can say you and claudia are... /soul mates?/

* Hmhm~ I think you’d be right about that.

* Claudia is quite the darling soul, I wouldn’t rather be with anyone else right now..Though I’m sure there might be others I wouldn’t mind meeting.

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[ Geist gives the...”mess” Doctor left him to deal with for a few moments..He sighs and a few soft words are spoken before the Space shifts and shudders gently around him..

He blinks and it’s as if a single drop was never there. His chore done he passes back out into sleep, letting Fartha keep watch of things in the meanwhile. ]