dembonyhips: (arm raised)
Fortyskey (Jane Andrewson) ([personal profile] dembonyhips) wrote in [community profile] nexus_crossings 2016-05-10 06:34 pm (UTC)

As the stone breaks apart and forms legs, arms, and a head--like some kind of dark and twisted version of Voltron, the end result is a creature made of blackened, broken and suspended stones, and held together with flames writhing the floating rocks.

The head of the creature is a hollow, jaw-less skull made of stone. Even if he's immune to fire, Katsuya can no doubt feel the heat coming off of this thing in waves. Fortyskey is, unfortunately, beyond reasoning with because she's so fucking pissed off (particularly from being shot, and being imprisoned).

The Abyssal roars, an unholy, unnatural sound, with the undertone of stones grinding beneath the creature's voice. Forty, behind the Abyssal, finishes another spell, gesturing towards it sharply. Ethereal, blackened, ghostly chains form around the creature's midsection, and it suddenly gains focus to its fury, the skull that makes up its face suddenly focusing on the police officer, echoing the undead Warlock's fury.

"FUCK. EVERYTHING!" Fortyskey's shouts aren't as loud as the Abyssal, but she's not letting up. She gestures sharply, and the monster takes another swing at Katsuya, roaring in fury as it does.

She doesn't answer what the monster is.

But does he know what it's not?

Safe.

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