07-07-2019, 02:07 PM
(07-07-2019, 12:24 PM)Lost Rinoah Wrote:Feizel would remain calm, as instructed. So this is how it fell to lack tangibility... a state of existing non existence. It was odd... it couldn’t be death, as that would be total non existence... did Feizel exist...? If he couldn’t see or feel, how could he know he was real? What was real? Was anything real? He would stop himself. He was overthinking this whole experience, trying to find meaning where there was none. He hoped that it would be quick, and tried to distract himself, trying to figure out exactly Sa’Nadil was hiding(07-07-2019, 11:40 AM)achroma Wrote: ”It’s a good thing that the wards going to be buried then, as neither of those options sound pleasant. This kind of work you do must always be complex... and I do not mind taking of my shirt, as you’ve already taken me to dinner, though I am curious. You don’t happen to be an almalgmation between Sandrine and Azureis, as that would explain the stone and your previous claim. I do quite remember you coming to my theatre so that we could do a little exchange.”
Feizel would take off his shirt with gusto and lay down on the mat, occasionally glancing st the stone, still wary of what the golem might have done to it, if anything
"The stone has always been mine... Azureis died in the park though. Just like her brother. However I managed to retain what remained of her afterwards, unlike her brother. At the theater, I initially used an illusion to appear as an Avali. Now, I actually am, thanks to azureis." She seems to constantly gloss over something there. It's making it obvious that she's hiding something on that particular subject. And as Feizel removed his shirt she blushed, despite herself, her face darkening with a blush visible beneath her coat once more. But she doesn't falter this time even though she failed to hide her staring. meanwhile she readied a brush, and a pencil of some sort, before quickly placing several of the quartz cards directly upon his chest.
"Please relax to your best ability." She reminded him before she began deftly scribing in black ink upon the quartz cards. Unfortunately Feizel wouldn't have a good view, but if he tried to move, Sa'Nadil would just end up forcing him to relax and lay straight again. With a disapproving "Don't move." it would be cold, and possibly tickle quite a bit. but after a few minutes, she merely flicked at the first quartz card, then the next. One by one as they bounded off, but the text remained floating just above the surface of his body. Each one she removed lent a soft tingling feeling to fill him. like everything was going numb. And without any response, the last one went too. with a soft crackle, a feeling of sudden emptiness would fill feizel. As his face blanked as if he'd suddenly become absent. The feeling of distance from himself, numbness, blindness, lack of sight filled him. Complete isolation. Doubts begin to circulate unbound, as she said they would.