The Day of Judgement

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Who: Dizzy and various opponents
What: Side Black!Dizzy begins her genocide
When: Saturday, June 2nd
Warnings: This is going to be very violent.

[[ This log will be split into three sections. The first is locked to Sol and Ky. The second is anyone fighting Dizzy and/or Sin, but these will all be inevitably loosing fights so do not respond if you do not want your character killed or maimed. The last is Dizzy versus Ciel and Abel, the finale.

Some mood music. ]]

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[bloodsugar]

[he trails behind her -- a few steps behind, watching her as she carries Dizzy into the Church and toward the back rooms. (the same ones Dizzy herself had tried to usher him into to nap when she caught him dozing like a loser on the pews.)]

...Do you understand what happened to her?

[he isn't certain he grasps it himself. had she always had this power--? was it granted to her by the town in its sick manner of twisted humor...? Dizzy... ;(]

[ex_seventh238]

[Does she?

...Ah, she does. Dizzy and her had this talk before, hadn't they?]

She consolidated the entirety of her power. ...You tried talking to her first. Her memories of events from home must've been altered by the town, forcing her in taking resort.

[In short: yes she has, and it's now made her do the very thing she always feared. So the aftermath, now...]

[bloodsugar]

[he bites his lip a bit. this is...]

...I had no idea...

[no idea that she had been suffocating something of this magnitude...]

Do you... think she'll be alright, Ciel? [and they're both aware exactly what he means, sincere concern in his eyes as he asks.]

[ex_seventh238]

[Dizzy talked to her about it, at least. In all retrospect, Ciel had SOME idea so she didn't completely walk into this blind - mm, she's thankful for that.]

She'll be fine physically, but there's no way what happened could be hidden from her. She's going to blame herself once she wakes up, and it's likely going to take a long time until she can come to terms with herself. [...if ever. Her tone is plain and to the point. She knows he'll worry too, but for Dizzy's sake, Ciel's not going to withhold the whole truth to her likely accurate predictions (which may sound familiar to him too, either way).]

[bloodsugar]

[...mm. familiar is definitely the case.

it's no surprise his expression falls. she would take it to heart, wouldn't she...? then, if that's how the situation has to be...

...]

I see...

[ex_seventh238]

[Her tone doesn't change. Her pace is brisk as she takes the turn into the left hallway and keeps going. ...It's not a lack of empathy. Just... Now's not the time to crack and falter, is all.]

She'll need support once she wakes up.

[With that, she arrives in front of the bedroom in questions, briefly stops, and opens the door. Stepping in after the smallest of beats, she then carefully lays Dizzy down onto the bed, eyes never leaving the girl's unconscious face.]

[bloodsugar]

[his response is silence, but... she hardly has to ask to know that he had every intention of being there for her if he could. it goes without saying that he would do whatever was in his power to try and lessen the burden this girl would bear with her for what had been beyond her control.

...and Dizzy already knows, doesn't she?

he had told her. she's forgiven. is that familiar, too...

he remains in the doorway, allowing Ciel space to lay the girl out gently and with care. he was positive that the Sister would remain to take excellent care of and protect her. it was entirely possible that someone might attempt to seek retribution or 'justice' for damage done before this little... incident... the town had brought forth managed to conclude, too. the immediate threat had been dealt with, but others would crop up in its place. at least she could rest, now... even if it seemed there was never time to 'rest' as there should be.

...it isn't until several long beats of silence have passed, and he's certain that Dizzy isn't rousing at all that Abel begins to shift, away from the door. his voice is dropped as not to disturb her; he's sure that Ciel will hear regardless.]

I'll watch over the Church. Please get some rest while you can.

[he might not be a visible presence here, but perhaps that was for the best; he could watch from afar with Ciel here as capable watchdog from within.

but there's no doubt if necessary, he would guard it (and them) with his life. they'll be safe, for now.]

[ex_seventh238]

[He's fairly predictable in some matters, and she's certainly gotten to know him well enough to be able to tell his intent without even needing to glance back. ...Mm, they will be here, and in all likelihood, they won't be the only ones. ...Ah, people seeking retribution is a possibility, but Ciel herself'd consider more about how many friends of Dizzy's shall be willing to sit by her side and talk to her after everyone's recovered. This is Mayfield. Having your friends turned against you is a sick joke that only repeats itself too often. Anyone hung up against someone's actions committed against their will--

--Mm. True, the damage is irreversible even if the dead comes back. People still have been killed and that fact won't change, but...

Is it a sign of softness too, that she's willing to bet everything on others being understanding, rather than staying bitter and seeking revenge?

Either way, she'll have her back to him as he stands watch, busy gingerly tucking the sleeping girl in while taking care to be watchful of her wings and tail. And as for the rest...]

We'll be alright here. You don't have to stay, there might be more going on inside the town.

[It'd be a waste of manpower when he could be of bigger help elsewhere, in other words. She herself would go back on patrol soon, if only she had enough strength in reserve. Still, she's not trying to pass of empty reassurances. She's taken care to magically fortify and wire up the Church more than over a year ago: it wouldn't be farfetched to compare leading an offense onto the church to assaulting a well-garrisoned castle. Even if she's weakened now, there's still plenty she can do to repel anyone shallow and bored enough to attack. So...

They'll be okay. Really.]

[bloodsugar]

[it's his faith in her ability to do just that which has him able to convince himself to leave the grounds as he'd intended at all. under normal circumstances, he would have taken a more direct approach and simply gathered all the 'lambs' he was both obligated and desired to look after here, and held down the fort until the chaos had subsided...

but he knows Ciel is capable; he trusts she will be able to hold her own should the worst happen.

that isn't to say he intends to allow it to get that far, should someone attempt to tread where they don't belong. it's why he stops, no more than a few paces from the door. he's quiet a moment, before he settles for departure with a soft but resolved return that brokers no argument over his shoulder.]

I'll be watching.

[her life is precious. and maybe... he is biased to keep tabs on this place more than most in this town for more reasons than one.

but he's gone with that, shifted into acceleration in the next step he took with no time to waste -- as she said... there is work to do.]

[ex_seventh238]

[...Good enough.

It occurs to her then, and she spins around.]

Father--...

[...

Ah, he's already gone.

...

She was going to ask him to leave his cassock behind. It needed fixing...

...

Mmm. It can't be helped. She'll just need to remember bringing it up to him next time, then. They'll have other chances.]