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Tweak says, "YOU CAN'T SEE ME!"

Saber || Arturia Pendragon (undyingideal) wrote in marinanova,
@ 2012-11-01 23:49:00

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dean winchester, hei, saber, zelgadis greywars

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[The only good news for Saber recently has been the power coming back on this morning. That means the many restaurants and cafes in the dome are once again functional... and she doesn't worry about what to do for meals or how often she desires them. There had been a measure of concern over that the night before.

So she's been more than making up for that, hopping across sectors to whatever eateries they have to offer, whether she knows the place or not-- even though it's the type of dreary day to stay in at one spot, she'd not really going to limit herself. Though, there is one place with a nice buffet going on that she's content to remain at for just a little while.

At least until she makes for her fourth(fifth maybe?) serving, and reaches for her next plate at the bar, only to... miss it completely? No, her hand had certainly been at the plate. She tries again to take hold of it, only to fail each and every attempt. Confusion bleeds into her expression, as well as a note of panic, that becomes increasingly desperate as she simply goes right through everything around her she extends her hand for-- from silverware, to trays, to the countertop itself-- before settling into the hollow despair of a woman who has been denied everything dear to her, while the robotic server merely continues to hold the grilled fish out to her expectantly.

Platters of food right before her, and unable to have.

Eat.

At all.

Perhaps never again...?!

Reliving Camlann might be a more merciful fate...]

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undyingideal
2012-11-02 02:58 am UTC (link)

[Eventually she takes her suddenly determined leave from the establishment; intent on the search, once again, for him. With any luck-- not that hers has been great recently-- he will still be at Raven's.

There's a moment of wonder once in front of the apartment at how she could come to a stop so easily with no traction, or how she could go so fast to begin with, but she doesn't let herself think on it too long and brings a fist up to knock on the door, which both surprisingly and unsurprisingly goes right through it.

Right.

Stepping back with a brief start, she pauses with awkward uncertainty before simply calling out at the top of her voice, praying that she somehow won't disturb Raven while getting Zelgadis' attention]

Z...Zelgadis! Zelgadis, if you are still here, I would have words with you!

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	1/2 _incurable 2012-11-02 03:07 am UTC (link)
	[This time, at least, having heard the various commotions on the network, he was prepared for her -- more or less. Hearing her call out for him does make him wince, since whatever will Raven think now, but his concern overwhelms any worry over his eternally-complicated social life, or whatever this was.] Okay, okay. Calm down. [He opens Raven's door and -- ] (Reply to this) (Parent)

	_incurable 2012-11-02 03:07 am UTC (link)
	[-- And stands in a speechless, near-stupor for an eternal stretch of seconds. He could see right through her and what in the name of...] Gods... [He steps outside and quickly shuts the door, dimly aware of the look of pure shock he's wearing, tinged with fear.] What--? (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

undyingideal
2012-11-02 03:32 am UTC (link)

[His shock does little to soften her own distress that is on an anger filter, for she merely places her hands on her non-existent hips, drawing herself rather impressively despite both small stature and literal transparency]

My corporeal form has deteriorated to this; on the verge of disappearing. [Her eyes narrow almost venomously; judging him for this perceived underhanded move and lack of honor]

If you intended to cut me off once and for all after what transpired last night, then at the very least you could have done so while I was present.

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ignore the human face... it's a... metaphor or something...

_incurable
2012-11-02 03:50 am UTC (link)

[Cut her off... what was she -- ]

[The shock on his face gives way to sheer horrific realization, and he tears off his glove to examine the command seals that have been there since her arrival. Finding them unchanged does nothing to slow his suddenly racing heart.]

[He never, not for a single moment, thought of actually ending their contract. But what if his fleeting thoughts, formed out of pain and immediately dismissed before properly entertained, had done this to her? Was she about to be lost to the dome -- to him?]

No. [It's the answer to her inquiry, but also a raw-voiced denial to the reality before him.] No, you can't be --

[If he tried, couldn't hide the panic that's so freely displayed on his face, nor the way his hand shakes as it reaches for her. Uncaring about any implications of what he's attempting to do, Zelgadis' hand slowly lowers, only to have his hand pass through her shoulder. Nothing, not even a shift in the air.]

[Panic gives way to dread, and his mouth works silently as his eyes jump between meeting hers and staring right through her, literally. No please, he didn't want this, there has to be something he can do, anything...]

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icon is easily ignored in the face of my week delay orz;;;;

undyingideal
2012-11-07 10:33 pm UTC (link)

[All the indignation she'd fully intended to bring to bear on him bleeds out from her steadily as her brow creases in confusion at the sight of the markings still intact against her assumption and she questioningly echoes his 'no" without words, before looking up at the panic painted on his face helplessly, pained, sorry; for him far more than herself as the result of his attempt is just the same as with everything else now.

She was mistaken. Jumped to conclusions due to emotional remnants left over from their recent conflict, and a pettiness that had, firmly yet undetected, wormed its way in after the entire episode last night. Maybe ever since she had saw them outside the club, actually. But she can see, feel, now that this boy would never out back out of his word in anger or cruelty towards her no matter it might benefit him to, and she's left wondering how she could ever convince herself of it. True, it's the first and most logical explanation a Servant has for this phenomenon, but never once had she thought if maybe just the opposite was happening-- until now]

Then... am I supposed to be lost, but linger in this way because we remain connected...?

[She can only judge by sight to rest her hand lightly on the back of his, every stroke of the command seals completely visible through her fingers. Of course there's no sensation for either of them, not even a slight brush]

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_incurable
2012-11-08 05:23 am UTC (link)

[His logical mind would normally be scrolling through possibilities now, devising a potential solution for each, how to enact it, what he'd need to begin. His mouth world form a determined line, shoulders squared, unwilling to consider anything but grinding out an eventual success.]

[But instead, all he can focus on is her transparent hand covering his. The spark of warmth he should receive from her touch is instead an icy brick that thuds oppressively inside him. Saber should hate him for what he's done to her, but --]

[-- she's comforting him. After everything he did, how callously he acted, after he shoved her away and sought comfort with someone else...]

[Reeling like he is, there's no hope of speaking, averting his eyes, pulling his hand from hers so he won't have to feel the total absence where her touch would be. Not since he was told his quest for a cure was a hopeless has he felt so lost; he doesn't even recognize the very unfamiliar sensation of tears flowing down his cheeks, dripping from his chin.]

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undyingideal
2012-11-13 12:49 am UTC (link)

[She's certainly wide-eyed when he pulls away suddenly, but visibly at a complete loss when she sees the tears streaming, seeming close to the same herself as her hand raises up for his cheek only to fall almost immediately. Any attempt to touch him would probably hurt him more, just not in the physical way]

You-- are crying...?

[Watching the drops slide down the side of his face, she's slowly suffocated by the crushing weight of realization and guilt: she's the ultimate cause of those tears and anguish. Much like Guinevere's and Lancelot's, and who knew how many other knights at her side. She didn't know, and all the more because she didn't, she was resolved to fix it and this too no matter the cost, so the crease of her brow forcibly eases out and the line of her mouth becomes a fractured smile that her eyes can't even manage to match somewhat at all.

On that hill, she had already realized what must be done to spare them, hadn't she. The one responsible for the pain should disappear with it]

Perhaps... it is alright. Perhaps you should let go of those. You would be unhindered, you and--

[Raven. Someone who will love all of him and take care of him in the way she just can't]

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_incurable
2012-11-13 09:18 pm UTC (link)

[Saber's words bring with them the awareness of his stinging eyes, the dampness on his face. He turns his head, knowing it's useless to hide himself now but unable to face her another moment while she's smiling that painful smile.]

[Did she really think he would be better off without her?]

[-- Hadn't he thought so?]

[He... can't do this. Not now. He doesn't bother to try and choke out a farewell -- how could she trust his words if even he couldn't? -- and just walks hurriedly away. After half a dozen steps he gathers himself enough to fly, calling the wind with a sweep of his arm, letting it encircle and lift him. The miniature gale makes it impossible for him to hear if she calls after him, which is for the best, really. He has absolutely nothing to say for himself.]

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