[Heart Game - Ed, Maya, Roxy]

[carptricks]

[It's dark. You're trying to move forward, but it feels like your limbs are weighed down by chains and shackles. Still, you push. You push and you pull and those chains are pulled taut and strained until suddenly--]

[Something snaps]

[You tumble forward, wind blowing past your face, until you lose awareness of anything around you. . .]

((another run ran concurrent to this one here))

Comments

Re: THE THEATER

[thevoidsdarkhorse]

Maybe karmic kick back? Normal good luck so gotta have major bad luck happen once and a while?

Re: THE THEATER

[carptricks]

I haven't done anything lately to make karma hate me.

[HE THINKS. . .]

This is so stupid.

Re: THE THEATER

[thevoidsdarkhorse]

...well, it could be because you got waist deep in void. Misfortune is part of that stuff.

[Offers a sheepish shrug as she gets up out of her seat.]

[carptricks]

Oh c'mon, that was weeks ago. Why's it deciding to backfire on me now?

[eyes her as she stands up, but he doesn't move from the stage]

[thevoidsdarkhorse]

'cause it does that. Time matters not to the void. Literally, time dun work in there.

[She rests her elbows on the stage, looking up at him.]

So. Nyssa gave vague warnings of doom if we dun play ball. Is there any part of you that actually wants help or should I just go see how many magic tricks I can learn from iterations of you?

[carptricks]

[his expression twists into one of displeasure]

. . .

I think I'm pretty good at handling my own issues, and I don't sense anything off. Not like last time.

[aka no corrupted mirror shards are in the soul this time around]

I'd prefer it if you guys just sat around and did nothing until the game ended, but if Nyssa's making threats, I guess that's not an option. Huh?

[thevoidsdarkhorse]

Doesn't look like it.

So go poke people to teach me magic tricks?

[carptricks]

[he sighs]

. . . there's one thing you can do for me, actually. Since you're here already.

[thevoidsdarkhorse]

What's that?

[carptricks]

[Kaito lifts a hand a hand and snaps his fingers, the noise echoing across the empty theater. A creaking noise responds from above, and should you look up, you’ll find something descending from the ceiling]

[It seems to be. . . a pair of clocktower hands, secured by rope, and they’re being lowered to the stage by some unseen force. thankfully, the hands don’t seem to be any bigger than two. . . two-and-a-half feet long. Kaito’s impressively grouchy expression softens]

The heart has been changing. Evolving, y'know? As people usually do. One area's not quite finished being built just yet.

Can you return these to the clocktower outside for me?

[thevoidsdarkhorse]

[She tilts her head curiously before hopping onto the stage. She holds out her hand, a flinch in her fingers before she closes her hand.] I think I can do that. You were even kind nuff to leave my sylladex alone, can keep 'em safe and everything.

1/2

[carptricks]

[he smiles at her]

They're pretty important, but I trust yo--

[soulping]

[Before you can lift the clock hands from the ropes, the lights in the theater are suddenly extinguished. there’s a yell, the sound of something crashing against the ground, triumphant laughter, and then--]

[the lights flicker back on. at the back of the theater, a dark figure with ABSOLUTELY NO discernible features stands right next to a brightly lit open door that definitely wasn’t there before. and. . . oh dear]

[the figure has the clocktower hands]

[that's about all you have time to process before it escapes through the doorway and Kaito yells]

O-- oi! What the hell?!

[thevoidsdarkhorse]

[Roxy blinked.]

Oh my god, you nerd. [Soft expression, and now another part of the heart is stealing it? Roxy is gonna take a guess that this is SHYNESS involved.]

Looks like I got a guy to catch. [Guess whose running after the dark figure.]

[carptricks]

-- nerd?! Who're you calling a nerd!

[but she can follow the figure out]

[thevoidsdarkhorse]

You, you nerd~

[But out the door she goes.]

[carptricks]

[UGH WHATEVER!! calling after her]

I don't know what the heck you're talking about!

[and the theater door swings shut afterwards]