I2DT: This Uncommon Clay

by **Samantha McManus** » Fri Oct 30, 2015 1:55 am

"Well, speak of the devil. Is playtime over?"

by **Miriam Bell** » Fri Oct 30, 2015 3:15 am

"You can bloody say that again..."

by **Samantha McManus** » Fri Oct 30, 2015 3:24 am

"Oh, was it not everything you'd hoped?" She smirks toothily.

by **Miriam Bell** » Fri Oct 30, 2015 3:27 am

"I wasn't hoping for anything. I was trying to see if it's safe to open which it bloody well isn't."

by **Samantha McManus** » Fri Oct 30, 2015 3:54 am

"And why, in your expert opinion, is that?"

by **Miriam Bell** » Fri Oct 30, 2015 4:01 am

"Because there's a shitload of trauma buried down there. Some really messed up stuff."

by **Samantha McManus** » Fri Oct 30, 2015 4:36 am

"You may have noticed, about a third of it is already out." She gestures to the trees.

by **Will Stanton** » Fri Oct 30, 2015 4:44 am

"And it's about time, too."

by **Miriam Bell** » Fri Oct 30, 2015 5:07 am

"Bloody hell..." she curses as she pulls herself up and looks out over the almost whimsical forest. "Well, don't let out anything else. The Will that's buried in there doesn't seem like a particularly happy person."

by **Samantha McManus** » Fri Oct 30, 2015 5:12 am

"Well then, you heard the woman..." she says to the other two Wills.

by **Will Stanton** » Fri Oct 30, 2015 5:37 am

"Oh, come ON!" WonkaWill complained. "You can't leave us trapped like this!"

by **Miriam Bell** » Fri Oct 30, 2015 3:22 pm

"Well it's not really up to me, now is it?"

by **Samantha McManus** » Fri Oct 30, 2015 3:50 pm

"And that's the interesting part, isn't it?"

"They know us. They don't know Sam and Miriam, they know us."

by **Miriam Bell** » Fri Oct 30, 2015 4:34 pm

Miriam is hovering in the air again, shroud fluttering with her own agitation.

"Bollocks! They don't know shit! He made some mental connections. It's like deja-vu. He doesn't really know you. His subconsciousness just latched on to us, put our faces on old memories and now he thinks he remembers. I don't know what your problem is but feeding into this delusion sure as bloody hell isn't going to be helpful!"

by **Samantha McManus** » Fri Oct 30, 2015 9:19 pm

"Oh, so now it's my problem."

by **Miriam Bell** » Fri Oct 30, 2015 9:41 pm

"Only if you make it yours. Do not open the rest of those locks."

by **Samantha McManus** » Fri Oct 30, 2015 11:21 pm

"Best get used to the poor boy running around without trousers, then." She grins.

by **Miriam Bell** » Sat Oct 31, 2015 12:32 am

That's when Miriam's avatar dissipates in a cloud of smoky shadows and Sam suddenly feels the sting of a slap across her face ripping through from the physical world.

by **Samantha McManus** » Sat Oct 31, 2015 1:21 am

Back in the physical world, Sam's form seems to have shifted to be a close match to Badb's. Jarred awake, her eyes snap open with a snarl in the wake of the slap. Around her, there's the impression of something gathering. Will probably can't see it, but Miriam can definitely sense the black mass of ravens descending.

It's only there for a moment though, before being sucked back into Sam's mind. Her frame wrenches, being yanked back into a more reasonable approximation of Sam's normal form, clutching her head and gritting her teeth.

by **Miriam Bell** » Sat Oct 31, 2015 1:42 am

Miriam just closes her eyes for a moment as she tries to block out the sensation of ravens all around them, sucking in a sharp breath and slowly letting it out again.

"Can we talk about this like reasonable people now or are you going to continue snarling at me like a bloody animal?"

by **Samantha McManus** » Sat Oct 31, 2015 1:55 am

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

by **Miriam Bell** » Sat Oct 31, 2015 2:23 am

This wasn't really the reaction Miriam was trying for or expected so she takes half a step back, suddenly feeling terrible. Or rather, a different shade of terrible.

"Look just... There's some messed up stuff in there, alright?"

by **Samantha McManus** » Sat Oct 31, 2015 2:25 am

"Yeah, well... each of those locks has... a flavor."

"You can probably guess which one the red one is."

by **Miriam Bell** » Sat Oct 31, 2015 2:58 am

"Yes, I noticed. Maybe the other two would have been better at listening."

by **Samantha McManus** » Sat Oct 31, 2015 3:07 am

"I'm not sure I know how to dredge up the other two, yet."

by **Miriam Bell** » Sat Oct 31, 2015 3:14 am

"That'll make staying away from the other locks real easy then, won't it."

by **Will Stanton** » Sat Oct 31, 2015 3:59 am

Will, meanwhile, was slowly coming out of his trance, blinking, and raising one hand uncertainly to his head, rubbing his temples.

by **Samantha McManus** » Sat Oct 31, 2015 4:30 am

"Well, we should..."

She looks to Will.

"We should talk about it with him."

by **Miriam Bell** » Sat Oct 31, 2015 4:39 am

"...yes." she relents a bit, but she doesn't look entirely happy about it.

by **Will Stanton** » Sat Oct 31, 2015 4:43 am

"...Sam? Miriam? Is...is everything alright?" he said, wincing a little bit.

by **Samantha McManus** » Sat Oct 31, 2015 4:50 am

"...mostly?" She says cautiously.

by **Will Stanton** » Sat Oct 31, 2015 4:55 am

"Oh...good," Will nodded. "That's...

...I'm a little woozy, actually. I might lie down for a few minutes here..."

by **Miriam Bell** » Sat Oct 31, 2015 4:58 am

"We can talk later." she says, looking relieved when Will calls her Miriam.

by **Samantha McManus** » Sat Oct 31, 2015 5:03 am

"Yeah, ah... take your time, aye?"

by **Will Stanton** » Sat Oct 31, 2015 5:05 am

"..You sure? Neither of you seem...as chipper as you did when you came in.

I mean, if you need something to help, I'm here for you...," he smiled, standing up--though he was still leaning heavily against the desk.

by **Miriam Bell** » Sat Oct 31, 2015 5:09 am

"It's alright. Just take it easy and we can see how things go. If you notice anything strange, memories or unusual thoughts, anything you think is unusual then call me immediately, okay?"

by **Will Stanton** » Sat Oct 31, 2015 5:13 am

"Yes ma'am," he chuckled. "I live to serve."

Will took a step forward--but his left leg deformed, and smushed against the floor. "Woah..."

by **Miriam Bell** » Sat Oct 31, 2015 5:15 am

Miriam cringes a little.

"Like I said, take it easy for a bit."

by **Samantha McManus** » Sat Oct 31, 2015 5:18 am

"And ah... remember to wear trousers."

"Trousers are civilization."

by **Will Stanton** » Sat Oct 31, 2015 5:20 am

"...OK, that's rather cryptic."

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