[ true, who did ask her to eat a soul in the first place? if asked, she wouldn't be able to give the name of the person who asked her nor would she think it mattered. however, one thing is true and will be happening and that is that she'll take another bite out of childremass' leg—up to the knee.
[ He'll kick at the hands out of reflex, not sense, though the next bit of his right leg goes the same as the first, and the pain of it leaves him choking. Where is the queen now, huh? Nowhere? Willing to let him suffer this alone?!
It figures, but he isn't going to spare him or her or whoever another thought. Childermass is, as ever, a stoic man, and even in the face of pain, he will shove off the shock for now and shove himself further away from Magi's grasping arms. ]
Whoever fed you... that first soul? Was an absolute fool...
[ He gasps the words as he kicks away with his remaining full leg. He can't even get up to go, to look, to run, and so he's left turning to look about himself, searching for anything that might be of help. ]
[ perhaps it was a good question for him to ask her, or the fact that she's been taking bites from all of them up to this point, she'll back off a bit. her hands retreating into the ground and her voice simply addressing despite her monstrous size. ]
They were a spiteful person. [ her is gentle despite the words she speaks. ] So many people wished for the death of others. The destruction of kingdoms, countries, nations... The destruction of worlds.
[ unfortunately for childremass truly what's around them is the floor ribbons that many have twisted to form her body, the inkiness of an abyss, and themselves. however, let's not forget that she always listens to the wishes and desires that are asked. ]
[ They're about to die, they're all about to die, and before Childermass can do much else, that certain someone everyone is always so happy to see steps in to take over once more and snaps his attention back to the beast that Magi has become.
In a very loud and snooty royal tone, Queen Alexandrina Victoria demands, ]
I WISH FOR YOU TO RELEASE US FROM THIS PLACE AT ONCE!
[ well, given the timeline of events, thancred has demanded that she take them home. childremass (queen victoria) is demanding that she take them home... (soon to be julius will be demanding to send them back home)...
she won't return to her normal size, but at least her hands will certainly calm down and won't be reaching out anymore. ]
[ And he's back, and what a fucking mess this is. Childermass stares at the monster Magi has become, and yet, she's still granting wishes, same as she always has, apparently. ]
...thank you.
[ It's quiet and miserable, but it's there, and then he's turning to look at the rest. Still a fucking mess. There's nothing to do for it. ]
[He's freshly missing an arm clear up to the elbow by the time he's let go. But he's got both his legs, and that's still enough to push himself up and in Childermass's direction.]
Aye - we'll have to get creative here. [Saddling up next to Childermass as he swings one of his arms over Thancred's shoulder, a firm grip at his waist as he plants his weight to support the other man's missing leg.] On three.
[ One, two, and up he goes. Childermass does his best to make it easy to pull him to his... foot, but, well. It's singular now. That's not great. They do manage, however, and he'll balance himself against Thancred with his arm over that shoulder. ]
I will leave "freshly mangled" for more panicked minds, thank you...
[There's a tremble to him under the tight quarters, mostly from the residual pain. But he's got the strength, and Childermass is more than aware of the stubborness by now.]
Use my weight as much you need to. I'll not have you left behind.
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and, you know, just because she can do this: ]
If your God will not answer, I can.
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It figures, but he isn't going to spare him or her or whoever another thought. Childermass is, as ever, a stoic man, and even in the face of pain, he will shove off the shock for now and shove himself further away from Magi's grasping arms. ]
Whoever fed you... that first soul? Was an absolute fool...
[ He gasps the words as he kicks away with his remaining full leg. He can't even get up to go, to look, to run, and so he's left turning to look about himself, searching for anything that might be of help. ]
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They were a spiteful person. [ her is gentle despite the words she speaks. ] So many people wished for the death of others. The destruction of kingdoms, countries, nations... The destruction of worlds.
[ unfortunately for childremass truly what's around them is the floor ribbons that many have twisted to form her body, the inkiness of an abyss, and themselves. however, let's not forget that she always listens to the wishes and desires that are asked. ]
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In a very loud and snooty royal tone, Queen Alexandrina Victoria demands, ]
I WISH FOR YOU TO RELEASE US FROM THIS PLACE AT ONCE!
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she won't return to her normal size, but at least her hands will certainly calm down and won't be reaching out anymore. ]
Is that right? That's your wish?
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Right away.
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...thank you.
[ It's quiet and miserable, but it's there, and then he's turning to look at the rest. Still a fucking mess. There's nothing to do for it. ]
I need a hand up!
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Aye - we'll have to get creative here. [Saddling up next to Childermass as he swings one of his arms over Thancred's shoulder, a firm grip at his waist as he plants his weight to support the other man's missing leg.] On three.
[Aaaaand up we go--]
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Creative is one way of putting it...
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[There's a tremble to him under the tight quarters, mostly from the residual pain. But he's got the strength, and Childermass is more than aware of the stubborness by now.]
Use my weight as much you need to. I'll not have you left behind.