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mid-Iqnu (cw: torture, eye things)

[warmare]

[Weeks after the Exalt Oracle had been claimed, in the middle of a perfect, lovely day, one in which it might seem nothing could go wrong at all... Someone is screaming.

With no warning, no build, the equivalent of a sudden desperate, panicked pounding at the door, an attempt at Communion comes slamming into the psyche of someone nearby who shares an Aspect, accidentally connecting as her senses scatter and seek escape. There are no words, no plea for help in anything but a jumbled, inarticulate, weak longing for it, but stronger is the vicious shame, the fear, the rage, rage brighter than a blazing sun ready to flare.

There's a scalpel glinting in the light, a pain deep in the skull spreading, spreading, something that should never be touched flayed raw and pulled out, on fire at every ending. An eye, sickly green, dangles between gloved fingers, staring lifeless but fresh. There are sharp teeth smiling sadistically, the shadowy silhouette blurred by something hot and wet and a backing of bright lighting. Legs thrash, muscles bulge, but nothing gives, only skin and tendons. Ropes, straps, no matter how much she struggles she can't move, she can't fight, no, no, no, she doesn't want it, she doesn't want it and it doesn't matter, it hurts, it hurts෴

And then there's nothing.]

[hyperpotamous]

[ they share an Aspect, so john has no way to shut it out even if he wants to, and it takes him a few moments not to be completely swept up by the intensity of it. he has to remind himself that the driving pain in his skull isn't really his.

his curiosity is piqued despite being unsure of what exactly he's witnessing, but the eventual sight of a scalpel and a strange eye makes him lean towards homebrew ocular surgery.

neat!

he has no intention of acting on any of this, of course. it's none of his business except the part that was interesting. once it fades to nothing, john's attention returns to his work, and whatever remains of his uncomfortable presence within Communion goes with it. ]