Camp: private conversations

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Monday

[killtheanimals]

[Striding over, acting confident as ever even if he honestly feels pretty vulnerable without his magics.]

This week our powers have been shuffled among us, in case you hadn't heard. I don't suppose the lab ever got back to you about that voice we still hear?

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I have heard, yes.

[Sorry Mitsuru, this is after Sailor Lance so she's trying to keep herself under control. Trying and failing.]

And I was told some things, but most of it is still 'classified'. What I can tell you is that neither I nor Stan are responsible for that voice, nor for what happens to you during the week.

[The power switches, the sense losses, etc.]

Cw: suicide mention

[killtheanimals]

Then I apologize in advance if you have to sit through a repeat of last week's trial.

[Bearing Clarke's power as he is.

It's been an uncomfortable realization, the vulnerability that comes with the loss of his power - with the loss of his status as traveler. When you take away the staff, the robes, the magic, what remains?

Inwardly, his heart trembles. Because after all this time, in the end...

He may not be so different from that child who tried so desperately to climb to the top of an altogether different building, once.

He doesn't linger on the topic long, at least. Red doesn't much offer help unless one asks, and... even now, he knows. Walking down that path is a dangerous one indeed.]

...So is it the hunters, then? Or perhaps the very stones we are now becoming?

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Sometimes it's hard to tell the two apart, isn't it?

[killtheanimals]

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What do you mean by that?

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[Everyone knows about the stones inside of them, so.]

You said it yourself. "the very stones we are now becoming".

What makes you think the hunters wouldn't also face that same fate?

[killtheanimals]

[It wasn't so much that he thought it was impossible, but...]

Are they also infected?

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Anyone who stays here too long is.

[killtheanimals]

[This raises so many more questions. He tenses, hand curling into a fist, lacking anything else to hold onto.]

What - or who - causes the initial infection?

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It.

[...wait.]

...I'm getting really tired of having to modify what I say here because those kids couldn't think of a better name for their fears.

[killtheanimals]

[...Really.]

Fear itself?

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That's what those kids named their fear, back in their world. Fear isn't running this camp. ....technically.

[This is getting confusing.]

[killtheanimals]

Not technically. But that's what's affecting us here?

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You already know the answer to that.

[killtheanimals]

[Well. Good job, Loser Club.]

...Is it the same entity those two are familiar with?

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No, that's different thankfully. This one is...less threatening.

[killtheanimals]

...Can it be defeated similarly?

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You're welcome to try that, but I can't promise results.

[killtheanimals]

[So no.]

Do you know how it could be defeated?

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I know how to contain it. Defeating it has not come up yet.

[killtheanimals]

...Is it because you're containing us?

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I'm containing that thing, not you.

[killtheanimals]

...So It is the cause of the infection. [Hn...] But what about those who are infected?

What do we become?

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Nothing, until you die.

[killtheanimals]

I'd hardly call people constructed of petoskey "nothing."