[IC] Misc. Open Post

[curriculum_fictae]

For various overflow, misc. threads that don't fit on the comms they're for, etc.

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[hijoperdido]

[That seemingly settled, he nods before turning to lead the way back. More flowers and fauna have started to grow everywhere along the way.]

We gotta hurry, Isabela's around.

[curriculum_fictae]

She - she's the one doing that?

[ He eyes the flowers as they go. ]

[hijoperdido]

Y-yeah, that's her gift. Making flowers grow, but usually it's a lot more controlled than this.

[curriculum_fictae]

Ah. That - even if you blinded yourself, it probably wouldn't help her.

[hijoperdido]

[He hesitates opening the painting door to let Martin in first... But his fingers tremble as he closes it behind them. That iced chill at his feet becoming more pronounced with the shadows.]

And Luisa's strength being too much? Camilo's shapeshifting going weird?

[curriculum_fictae]

[ Martin shivers, then, and hurries as best he can. ]

The same. They'd - they'd each have to do something drastic to cut themselves off.

[hijoperdido]

[He shakes his head while they walk.]

I still don't understand any of this.

[curriculum_fictae]

I'm sorry. I wish I had better answers.

[hijoperdido]

[He mutters while they go-] Why can't it be simple, it should be simple.

[Gets the door to his room open, wringing his hands a bit both nervously and feeling like there's threads all around them.]

Okay. Okay, so you think it's your weird gods here, I think maybe something's happened to Casita. What else?

[curriculum_fictae]

[ Martin similarly waves at the air, instinctively sensing spiderwebs. ]

What do you mean, what else? I don't have any other ideas.

[hijoperdido]

There has to be! There has to be any other reason!

[curriculum_fictae]

...

[ Martin just stays silent, finding a spot to sit. ]

[hijoperdido]

[Bruno watches him, then starts pacing around the room, gathering a rat here or there, setting another one down. It's all nervous, anxious energy, trying to make sense of it all without losing his mind.]

...Why could I see you up there? Up on the tower, I- For a second, I thought I saw you from up there.

[curriculum_fictae]

What?

[ Martin straightens at that, looking at Bruno with alarm. ]

What, d'you mean - you saw me like you were looking down at me? From above?

[hijoperdido]

Yeah - It was weird, and I'm pretty sure I was just seeing things because it was weird and freaky and I was really freaked out-

[curriculum_fictae]

But you definitely saw something. Even if it was - just seeing things.

[ He rubs at his face. There's the full proof of Bruno being an avatar... ]

[hijoperdido]

I-i dunno what I saw. I don't know.

[curriculum_fictae]

You saw me from above. Like the Eye would.

[hijoperdido]

...If that's true, and. And if that's what I have, then.

Th-then to make it stop, I have to. To-t-to blind myself?

[curriculum_fictae]

Yes.

[ Said softly, sympathetically. ]

Trust me. If I knew of any other way, I would tell you.

[hijoperdido]

...Is that what your husband did?

[curriculum_fictae]

[ Something aches in Martin's expression at that. ]

No. We found another way, but it cost everything. You don't want that solution.

[hijoperdido]

['Everything'.

He looks at the crack of his family's family tree wall, hearing them starting to come in. There's a nervous energy out there, no one being sure what exactly is going on anymore.]

...But you're happy now.

[curriculum_fictae]

[ Martin is very, very silent indeed for a long moment. ]

We were. Yes. We were - incredibly happy. The months I spent with him were the best of my life.

[hijoperdido]

Were?

[Oh no. What happened? The last time he saw Martin, they were happy together, his vision from when he was a kid was proof enough of that.]

Wa-whuuu-what happened?