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numbers96[It was a simple matter, really, to move its card to where it needed to be. All it took was some very small suggestions. Show cards to your friends, spread them out just so, and when the new boy re-gathers the cards spread on the ground, Black Mist's card ends up in his deck. Easy. Simple.
It is intrigued, by the new child in the group, by Shingetsu Rei. Such closeness with Yuuma Tsukumo, so quickly, that ability to produce an obedience it has never seen from Astral's bearer.
(it sees how he struggles and drowns in his skin)
(it comes off him in waves, saturates the air)
(such a weakness to dig its tendrils into and tear open wide)
It watches, from its card, and waits until they are alone.]
It is intrigued, by the new child in the group, by Shingetsu Rei. Such closeness with Yuuma Tsukumo, so quickly, that ability to produce an obedience it has never seen from Astral's bearer.
(it sees how he struggles and drowns in his skin)
(it comes off him in waves, saturates the air)
(such a weakness to dig its tendrils into and tear open wide)
It watches, from its card, and waits until they are alone.]
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Date: 2013-04-10 01:28 am (UTC)(it had been hard not to, with the way the Numbers all stink of the Astral being)
He'd noticed it, and that's why it's Rei that picks up the card alone. Not Shingetsu, not Vector, but Rei; Rei of the boku and the yokare to omotte, Rei who's the innocent and unremarkable fan of Yuuma the duel champion.
He picks up the card and stares at it, eyes wide, and all the while his mind races behind them. ]
Ah... how'd this get here? Isn't this Yuuma-kun's...?
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Date: 2013-04-10 02:10 am (UTC)There's a voice, from no direction, although it clearly has its real origin in the card.]
Ｈｅｌｌｏ， Ｓｈｉｎｇｅｔｓｕ Ｒｅｉ．
[It's intriguing, the false innocence that he puts on. 96 has seen "Barian's Guardian" before, how he scrapes away at the other child's mind. Why would such a creature try to hide himself so completely?
(It will humor the delusion, for now.)]
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Date: 2013-04-10 11:50 am (UTC)...ah? You can...
Is this the power of the Numbers cards...?
[ He pauses, tongue darting out to wet his lips for a moment before he speaks again. ]
A-ah... hello?
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Date: 2013-04-10 02:29 pm (UTC)(it contemplates stripping the masks away, opening up the human body and prying out the truth, and it shudders and ripples in its card with excitement)
The surface of the card ripples slightly, in time with the walls inside.]
Ｉ ｗｏｕｌｄ ｌｉｋｅ ａｎ ａｕｄｉｅｎｃｅ ｗｉｔｈ ｙｏｕ, Ｓｈｉｎｇｅｔｓｕ Ｒｅｉ. Ｔｈｅ ｔｗｏ ｏｆ ｕｓ ｈａｖｅ ｓｏｍｅｔｈｉｎｇ ｔｏ ｄｉｓｃｕｓｓ.
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Date: 2013-04-10 05:54 pm (UTC)(what could it want to discuss, this thing that reeks of the Astral being more than most of the Numbers?) ]
Ah? I... You want to talk?
[ His mind races - what does it want? How did it get itself here? - but on the outside he only blinks again, lifts the card to look more closely at it. ]
What about?
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Date: 2013-04-10 08:11 pm (UTC)Ｉ ｆｅｅｌ ｔｈａｔ ｗｅ ｃｏｕｌｄ ｂｅ ｕｓｅｆｕｌ ｔｏ ｅａｃｈ ｏｔｈｅｒ．
[A thin rope of slime drips from the card to the floor as the droplets widen into pools that begin to spill off the edge.]
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Date: 2013-04-10 08:30 pm (UTC)[ Rei drops the card, takes a few steps back.
(not an entirely faked reaction, really) ]
U-useful? What-- what would I want with the Numbers?
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Date: 2013-04-10 09:06 pm (UTC)And, well, while it's out...it might as well take on its favorite form.
A column of slime rises up, twists together, defines itself into a body.]
You tell me, Shingetsu Rei~.
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Date: 2013-04-10 11:03 pm (UTC)I don't-- I don't understand what you mean. Aren't the Numbers evil?
I wouldn't want anything to do with that!
[ He'll listen, though.
(hadn't this one worked against Yuuma before?)
(he remembers, now, what Yuuma had said after it had appeared before them)
(perhaps this could be interesting) ]
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Date: 2013-04-10 11:44 pm (UTC)"Evil"? It depends.
Would you call a human body evil?
[Two thin ropes of slime coalesce from the pool flowing out around Rei's feet, slipping under the hems of his pants legs and twining themselves easily around his ankles.]
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Date: 2013-04-11 12:57 am (UTC)He slips, a little, lets one eyebrow arch up carefully. ]
What's that supposed to mean?
[ Clearer now, more confident.
(not quite Shingetsu yet, but slipping into something not-Rei) ]
And what are you doing?
[ He doesn't try to move away though, only watches Black Mist closely. ]
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Date: 2013-04-11 01:46 am (UTC)(disappointing, that he goes confident first, but that'll help it savor every bit of the break)
The tendrils around his ankles squirm, slide a little further up his legs with every second.]
Numbers give humans what they ｗａｎｔ, Shingetsu Rei.
[(and crack their minds and warp their bodies, make them bend and break in that slow, delicious human way)]
And your body is human, isn't it?
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Date: 2013-04-11 02:02 am (UTC)[ The more it touches, the more his skin crawls with it.
(the way the human body reacts, the way the heart thumps in its chest and it shivers in a way that he thinks would be pleasant for a human themselves)
(it's foul) ]
I don't want anything to do with you!
[ Still boku even now, still high even if the confidence stays. ]
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Date: 2013-04-11 02:26 am (UTC)(its lower half already shines faintly with arousal, from the thickness of the feeling in the air)
The tendrils slide up, up, to rub over the insides of Shingetsu's thighs, and as they do they begin to drip with oil.]
Do you hate humanity so much?
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Date: 2013-04-11 02:48 am (UTC)[ It's harder and harder to keep things under wraps, though, to hold back the urge to snarl and pull away to lick his wounds; the wounds to his pride, at the way this human shell responds without his consent.
(his flame flickers inside of him and Vector can't feel it but he knows it's burning, knows it's burning with the rage and the disgust he's feeling even if it's dampened down by the stinking wetness of human viscera)
He shakes, and for all that 'Rei' would shake with fear, he shakes with rage and hopes they can be mistaken. ]
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Date: 2013-04-11 03:04 am (UTC)The oil begins to eat at the cloth covering Rei's legs, as another set of tendrils rise out of the slime and slide slick and wet under Rei's shirt to tease at his chest.
(it can go slowly, with this one, savor all of him)]
Ooooh~?
You'll take ownership, then, of this body?
[The tendrils beneath the shirt begin to drip slowly as well.]
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Date: 2013-04-11 03:11 am (UTC)(everything it's doing sets the shell alight and it's)
(disgusting)
(infuriating)
(amazing) ]
I don't-- I don't know what you're talking about!
[ He starts to squirm in Black Mist's grip finally, starts trying to work his way free. ]
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Date: 2013-04-11 03:26 am (UTC)(a pull hard enough to be painful, to leave an ache that lingers deep in the bones, to pull the other being further still into his body)]
Ah, careful, Shingetsu.
Human bodies are quite breakable, aren't they?
[A few thin feelers rise out of the pool, snake up Shingetsu's back to curl over his face, to flit over his lips.]
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Date: 2013-04-11 04:24 am (UTC)(to be threatened, by something like this--)
(he'll destroy it)
(destroy it individually and destroy the Astral being it came from all the more for this fragment's impertinence)
He snaps at the feelers in his face, digs his teeth into them and tries to wrench his neck back.
(he wonders if they'll snap)
(he hopes so, hopes it will bleed and hurt for daring to treat him like this)
(he's slipping entirely now but it knows, doesn't it, or at least if it has suspicions it's clearly intending to prove them one way or the other) ]
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Date: 2013-04-11 12:12 pm (UTC)The feelers don't snap, of course -- they harden under his teeth, when they first clamp down, and then melt into a thick black liquid when his head jerks back that runs into his mouth to slide easily down his throat.
(it'll settle in his stomach and make him all the heavier when he's full)
But that isn't good, is it? That isn't right, is it?
It'll have to punish him, for that. (Even if, well, its punishments and its rewards all come out to the same, in the end.)]
Ah, don't struggle, "Barian's Guardian".
[It croons softly to him, floats closer, even as another set of tendrils creeps up to pry his mouth open wide, as it raises two fingers to caress the inside.]
Let me make you ｆｅｅｌ ｇｏｏｄ.
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Date: 2013-04-11 02:36 pm (UTC)(ｆｅｅｌ ｇｏｏｄ)
(it's so hard to resist suddenly and his head spins, makes him twitch and squirm with disgust at the way the flesh responds so eagerly to that voice, the way the humanity that chokes his flame down is so eager to prostrate itself before the offer of something ｇｏｏｄ)
(is this why humanity falls before the Numbers so easily?)
He can't talk with it touching at his mouth like this but he glares at it, narrows his eyes and twitches in its hold and growls and wishes it dead. ]
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Date: 2013-04-11 04:31 pm (UTC)(kissing is such a human expression and it mocks him with the closeness)
before drawing back completely, crooning again and wiping its mouth.]
Ｒｅｌａｘ, Barian's Guardian.
[Another tendril rises up behind it (and this one is thicker than the ones that bind his arms and legs, dripping oil from the tip) and slithers forward to press lightly against Shingetsu's lips.]
It will be better, for you.
[Slowly, the tendril slides into Rei's mouth, begins to trickle oil as it pushes to the back of his throat.
(and at the same time, one of the tendrils on his legs begins to work its way up)]
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Date: 2013-04-11 04:46 pm (UTC)(the oil that he gags on but it stays down anyway, won't come back up even as he gags and retches and tries to expel it)
(if the body likes that voice so much he's
(not afraid but)
unsure of
what the oil will do) ]
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Date: 2013-04-11 05:49 pm (UTC)(that hatred that comes before love, the last resistance before a mind gives)
The lower half of its body twists where it melts into the pool below them, drips with anticipation as the tendril around Rei's leg moves.]
Shh. Let me in, little Barian.
[All at once the tendrils around Rei's limbs lift him into the air, tip him onto his back and spread his legs out wide as the tendril curling around his thigh begins to probe at his ass, the whole length dripping with oil.
(it teases and drips inside him, makes him ready)]
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Date: 2013-04-11 06:49 pm (UTC)(it's wrong he hates it he's going to destroy this creature)
(no matter what the body wants he won't give in)
(though the feel of it is)
(he won't give in but)
(he)
He moans sharply around the tendril in his mouth. ]
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Date: 2013-04-11 09:20 pm (UTC)(it loves how he still struggles against it, how he fights not only the feeling but his body itself, the mere reminder of its existence)
(he's almost better than a real human)]
Isn't it good? Isn't the weakness of a human wonderful?
[The tendril twists and writhes against him, like it's impatient, still dripping down into him but not entering him, not yet.
(the oil needs to burn in him, first)]
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Date: 2013-04-11 10:32 pm (UTC)(he doesn't want this but)
(the body does)
(the body wants it and the more it wants the harder it gets to separate those two things, to separate himself from the flesh) ]
M-mmph--
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Date: 2013-04-11 10:45 pm (UTC)Are you ready to ｇｉｖｅ ｉｎ, Shingetsu Rei?
[Its voice splits and layers, over-sweet and coaxing.]
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Date: 2013-04-11 10:47 pm (UTC)(he nods, sharp and quick) ]
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Date: 2013-04-11 11:21 pm (UTC)[The tendril against Shingetsu stops, for a moment, quivers, and then
shoves inside all at once, gushing oil from the tip in a sudden swell so that it drips out already even with the tightness of a human body that was so new.
(its face splits in a grin and it laughs, high and sharp and discordant, because it has won already and it will be so ｂｅａｕｔｉｆｕｌ to claim the boy completely, to warp his body and tie it completely to his mind so there is no running from it)]
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Date: 2013-04-12 01:27 am (UTC)(it hurts)
(it hurts he can feel the body filling and stretching and leaking and it's)
(disgusting)
(sickening)
(but his cock twitches and drips and he finds himself moaning without his consent, sucking at the thing in his mouth without any conscious decision on his part)
(he'll destroy this creature but right now it's)
(overwhelming) ]
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Date: 2013-04-12 02:31 am (UTC)(it shudders and twitches and drips with ecstacy, from feeling Shingetsu's human body so tight around the tendril, from the little movements of his mouth)
The tendril pulses and swells all along its length, but far more rapidly at the "base", where it's just barely inside of him -- stretching him out, closing him up tight.]
Ah, now this is the best part, little Barian.
[It's a few seconds after Black Mist speaks before the first pulse of liquid spurts from the end of the tendril.]
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Date: 2013-04-12 08:38 am (UTC)(he doesn't understand what it's planning)
(even when he feels the first wave of oil from the tendril)
The oil draws another noise from him though, an odd little pleasure-pain-confusion noise at the oil burns through him and seems to stretch him deeper than the tendril itself.
(what is it planning?)
(already the human flesh feels too full and tight - what is it planning to do with this?) ]
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Date: 2013-06-02 06:14 pm (UTC)Mmh...you aren't truly Tsukumo Yuuma's friend, are you, little Barian?
[Now is the best time to ask, now when his mind is pliant and open and giving.
Its hand strokes slowly over his chest.]