spirestar ยท 1 year ago
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@heartinhands : โ€˜ i knew youโ€™d come through for me. โ€™ (hadestown vergcam......)
"You did not." She practically snarls it, fists balled at her sides. "You. Did. Not." There's ash in her hair turning it grey just like Hell does to her--Leaves her pallid like every human corpse is. A trade to reach the underside, maybe, or just what the journey's done to her. Like he'd ever ask, like he'd care. But she can't even stay angry which only frustrates her more / Not with half-formed jagged armor prodding out at odd angle from his shoulders / Roots and branches of demonic matter jailing him without any caution or concern. It's inhuman and the wrongness of everything's shape here is already beginning to make her sick.
Her devil hisses something awful--its voice here is much louder--as it forms around her arm like a portent of doom, a scythe formed in liquid obsidian that extends out past her palm so she can swing it far behind her back in a wide arc. Freeing him is only the first step, everything else comes after. Cam doesn't have time to hold his hand and she knows as much as it would make her sure she's done the right thing, Vergil would hate her for it. She'll never be glad this has happened. She's only glad the darkness won't let the shining tears in her eyes be seen. "You didn't, Vergil--But you're lucky I did."
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