"The nightmare corpse-city of R'lyeh... was built in measureless eons behind history..."

[iaiafhtagn]

Who: (Older) Abigail Williams and YOU
What: January Activities "A New City", "Towards a Cure", "Shedding Ceremony" (Previous Year)
When: Mid to Late January
Where: Across the Trench

Content Warnings: Madness, potential violence, semi-nudity, aging up, horror elements, will add more if more occur.


I – Growing Up

[Hm… this was different. Usually something like this shouldn’t be possible for her. Both as a servant, and as herself and being another aspect of an Abigail, one far, far away. But here she is, bags of new clothing in hand and staring longingly at a display of delicious looking pastries.

She had been doing some emergency splurging on new clothing. There wasn’t much to be done for it. Not now that she was a good foot and a half or so taller. And goodness had she been hard at work emergency splurging alright.

Enough that her stomach began to grumble as she continued to stare.]

Jiiiii…..

2 – The Adventure Continues!

[Abigail stared at the bottle of wine on her table. Stared at it, scrutinized it. She could drink now without anyone stopping her! But…! It still felt off. Weird in that she felt older, she was thinking about, and looking at things, differently than she had previously. But….

It was like she was grappling with a different her. A little like the moment when she and her otherself connected. She’s herself but she isn’t… something felt wrong, but also right.

Hm……………

Abigail stared at the wine as it continued to sit in the pale of ice. She ordered it, she should probably drink it. It would go good with her dinner. It’s not like she hasn’t had wine before. But she drank it during a different time, and under different contexts and only small amounts. Nothing like what she’s seen adults drink.]

3 – Sitting at a Café (Towards a Cure)

[Regardless of her overall thoughts or feelings at the current mental and physical changes she’s been subjected to, Abigail still set herself to work. Reading over the book she brought with her. Books on the local languages, books on curses, on herbology, and notes she had taken from the book with the blank cover.

The forgotten one.

Abigail sipped her coffee and made a face. Too bitter… She immediately set forth shoveling sugar into it.]

Hm… a Darkblood stone?

4 – A New City (Still Older Abigail)
[CW: Semi-Nudity, paranoia, insanity, fear, potential blood and violence. Please review her abilities here.]

[Abigail glided through the streets of the city. Her feet just barely above the cold stone below. Dark, twisted, indescribable tendrils hung around her. Her hands gripping hold a pair of giant keyblades.

All of her eyes stared up at the buildings, slowly blinking as they seemed to move. Like a human chest heaving in deep, controlled breathes. In… out…. In…. out…..

Abigail herself felt rather unperturbed by this observance as she currently is. It was still an interesting thing to note. Like the city itself was literally alive. Waiting… sleeping.

The thought drew a faint, manic giggle from her. The sort that would cause chills to run through a person’s body. Well, just being around her tended to do that to a person. Feelings of fear, anxiety, panic… the fraying of mortal sanity and reason.

The way others couldn’t look directly at her without blind panic in their eyes.

Ah-! How fun! Sometimes playing with human things can be enjoyable!

Abigail grinned at the cityscape around her. How fun… How very…]

…Wonderful. Hehe….!

[Perhaps she has enough time to play after all? If not… well… Abigail is a bad, horrible, woman after all. A witch.

And witches… witches tend to break the rules~.]

[WILDCARD]

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[onerthes]

Ah, miss. Are you new in town? Perhaps I can help some.

[She didn't quite recognize Abigail like this. After all, they'd only spoken occasionally thus far and she looked very ... different. Certain features were memorable enough but Vira-Lorr didn't place them as she took the seat opposite her and gestured towards the notes.]

You were mentioning something about bloodstones yes? I'm Vira-Lorr, by the by.

[iaiafhtagn]

[She looked up to find... this woman again. They seem to be running into each other a lot. Well she was a nice lady so far, and Abby could never really discern any real malice from her. She gives Vira a smile.]

Um... no, I've been here for a few months now.

[Just listen to that far more mature sounding voice! The woman doesn't recognize her though, does she? Well, that's fine! This could be fun in it's own way.]

But yes, bloodstones. A ritual I'm trying to learn seems to require one.

[onerthes]

[Vira-Lorr was not a woman incapable of malice, but Abby seemed harmless enough most days, even if she had trouble understanding her... or in this case recognizing her. Smiling back at her, she settled in a little bit.]

I see. Well, I've been a touch pre-occupied lately, so I haven't necessarily gotten out as much as I used to. It's a pleasure to meet you. What ritual are you looking into?

[iaiafhtagn]

...Sealing Riteior's powers.

[And she's doing studying on how to do it in a public coffee shop. With all her notes and books laid out in front of her. That might speak to about how much value she's placing into this. And really, Abby was looking at the task more as like a side hobby, or something to keep herself busy than anything else.

She takes another sip of her coffee. Then makes a face.

Too sweet AND bitter now. Ugh, she should have just gotten tea or juice.]

[onerthes]

Ah yes. A bit of the local, recent obsession. Not a bad thing to be studying. May I?

[She indicated one of the pages of notes that were in front of Abby while taking a sip from her own tea. Vira-Lorr was reasonably certain that they could all make this work one way or another, but anything she could do to help was not bad.]

Have you managed to find enough blood types around?

[iaiafhtagn]

It's been... interesting. At least I've been learning the local language.

[Which is good. Or learning more about it. Which was another perk of it all.

There was a small shake of her head at the question.]

Mm, no. Not yet. I've mostly been looking into what it entails first.

[The types of cost a person might have to make.]

[onerthes]

[She was looking over the page of notes quietly as the other girl talked, considering them for a moment and quietly thinking to herself. The ritual was probably the most complicated that they'd performed before.]

It's rather involved, is it not? Not impossible, just involved and repetitive. I sincerely hope that this will end this particular problem. If it did...

It would feel almost like we've made real progress for once. You have no idea how much a relief that is.

[iaiafhtagn]

It is, it's not something I'm wholly unfamiliar with. But the components sound odd, and I'm not certain I recognize all of them.

[But so long as it doesn't involve her tramping around the woods, looking for cute things to sacrifice it shouldn't be too bad?

At least she was learning more about the language and magic.]

I think I might have some idea of how that feels. But I take it finding a satisfying conclusion to a problem doesn't happen often here?

[onerthes]

I can help you find some of these. They are not too difficult. It's just... time consuming.

[She nodded afterwards, her lips in a firm line while the two of them chatted.]

Yes, you will find that real progress happens, but it can be a very slow thing, a work of great patience. Though horror fills our lives, it is a thing we endure and work past, slowly but surely.

[iaiafhtagn]

Every little bit of help is appreciated, miss Vira.

[She smiles bright and warm at her in return. Nothing but an appreciative, open book, of a young woman here!]

Patience is a virtue, and the Lord does reward those that wait and work diligently. Have you done something like this before?

[onerthes]

mmmm. [She politely ignored the comment about the Lord. Vira-Lorr had such a weird relationship with religion, given her history.]

I've been working with blood rituals since I came to this place, so ... I know a little of what they involve, though this is much more advanced. Let's see. What are some of the non-blood things that are needed?