Ars Goetia ([personal profile] arsgoetia) wrote2011-01-05 03:39 am
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[Final Day] Endgame

And just as suddenly as everything had began, the demons are gone—all of them. Not a single crow feather remains. As if being sucked backwards out of a vacuum, sound and light flood into the room and the hallway, crashing down on you. You are back in the real world, with noise and physics and sunlight streaming in through the window.

You are also left with two bereft Bellcourt children, the older of which is suddenly doubling over in his wheelchair and shouting in anguish.
delivoreance: (schrodinger)

[personal profile] delivoreance 2011-01-05 09:37 pm (UTC)(link)
Sitting on Lucia like that was pretty cool...

[identity profile] ofortunistic.livejournal.com 2011-01-05 09:38 pm (UTC)(link)
*goes a bit pink*

I don't want it to happen every time.
delivoreance: (can't think of keywords cute enough)

[personal profile] delivoreance 2011-01-05 09:40 pm (UTC)(link)
...no... I hope it doesn't have to, too.
delivoreance: (sealed with rusty zippers)

[personal profile] delivoreance 2011-01-06 02:22 am (UTC)(link)
Will they call us back for the trial?

[identity profile] ofortunistic.livejournal.com 2011-01-06 02:59 am (UTC)(link)
They would've needed us for the interdimensional stuff they were talking about, but they suspended that part...I'm glad.

We're pretty heavily involved, though, aren't we? I think we can find a way back even if they don't call us.
delivoreance: (please understand)

[personal profile] delivoreance 2011-01-06 03:28 am (UTC)(link)
...you're right.

[identity profile] ofortunistic.livejournal.com 2011-01-06 04:03 am (UTC)(link)
We'll help 'em out!