Friday the thirteenth doesn't usually get this whacky

[indigo_league]

Who: ANYONE AND EVERYONE
Where: ANYWHERE AND EVERYWHERE
When: NOVEMBER 13TH TO 15TH
Summary: GET IN HERE AND MINGLE
Rating: BUT PLEASE MARK YOUR THREAD CONTENT ACCORDINGLY
Log:






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[a_sin_for_him]

"Oh, I meant in the general sense. I'm not sure what the word is for people like you and I. We're not exactly a species, but I am what you were. You know what I mean." There simply isn't the language for Lust to express herself properly.

"I met someone who's now a homunculus, but his specific abilities aren't mine or my brothers. I don't think it's a matter of trading in specifics."

Who knew how it worked? These weekends were always utter madness with no true rules.

[brokencode]

"Right."

Angel falls silent. There's a faint sensation of guilt forming in her chest and leaking into her gut. The one small comfort she has is the fact that Lust's powers at least seem slightly more obvious. If nothing else, she can hope that anyone near her could get out of the way if she lost control.

She doesn't say this out loud, though. She merely reaches over and touches Lust's shoulder.

"Sirens. We are called sirens."

[a_sin_for_him]

"That's right. Timothy even said as much this morning, but it's been a rather unusual day." Moreso than these weekends typically were.

"It doesn't feel very different than being human. At least in comparison to what I know. All the usual human biology remains. There isn't much instinct to it, is there? I've been having some difficulty puzzling out how it all works."

[brokencode]

"On a good day, that really is all there is to it." Her memories are cloudy, but she's sure she had good days from time to time, even before the chair suppressed her powers.

"Maya used to meditate a lot. Being in touch with herself also helped her stay in touch with her powers. But... that's more of a long term solution." There are only a few days to survive like this. Not that Angel is sure the structures of the city could handle it.

"I... have something you can wear, if you'd like? It will keep your powers dampened."

[a_sin_for_him]

"No, I only need to manage for a scant few days. It's fine, whatever damage I may accidentally do will be righted come Monday anyhow." Lust shrugs. She's been through dozens of these weekends, everything returns to how it was when the last day turns. Somehow.

"But perhaps something to offer a bit more control may not be the worst idea."

[brokencode]

Angel's survived a fair few herself, but not without a fair bit of trauma. The people and buildings might come back, but it didn't change the damage that she had done to her loved ones in that time.

For that reason, she's relieved when Lust admits interest in the device she's kept tucked away.

"I can get it, then. It's a collar -- maybe I have worn it around you before?"