xGoggles wrote:"Y-yeah... I- I guess...", lucky the heat was decreasing, but the fact it was still some kind of demon heart did make him uneasy around it. He 'stabs' the crystal with the point of the staff, hoping it would cool it down even more.
Only later on, glancing back at Entropy, "Are.. are you disappearing?"
As the staff touches the heart it seems to flare up for just a moment, and then, as though it had been put in fast forward, the fiery embers of it burn, and go dark, within a prolonged few seconds, leaving it completely dark and lifeless.
Meanwhile,Entropy studies her own hand, turning it over experimentally.
"
Y eah, jus t a b o u t . "
She smiles, almost totally unconcerned, somehow.
"
I w a s o nly ever parti a l l y r e a l , r e a l l y. A magical girl fantasy."
AmbushCat wrote:Callista: *sighs* Have to, no. Want to, yes. *holds out one hand as a small, gift-wrapped box drops into it from a tear in reality* And judging from those cookies, I'm guessing Mom felt the same way. Could you please accept this?
There is a pause as she nibbles on a cookie, but she nods.
"
I mean...yes, of course. I'd be honored."
Ookalf wrote:Wait, are you asking to install it into me? ...Is that safe?
Caprice tilts her head to one side.
"
Iiiit's...
...
efficient! ^^"
Whatevr89532 wrote:"I...I will," says Cacophany, although she doesn't actually know who those people are. There are some tears in the cyborg's eyes, but she's making an effort to stand tall and calm out of respect and appreciation.
She looks like she wants to say something more, but as she hesitates, it becomes clear that her power is waning quickly without her daemon engine. It's more surprising that she's still standing at all, really. The cracks are everywhere.
"
N-now just...some finishing touches."
Coughing again she clumsily maneuvers the glowing, malicious orb into the space between the two blades, and quickly that light spreads through the material, like a virus. The metal seems to become molten at its touch, dripping and swirling, but instead of falling apart, pulling together, the hilts combining and growing longer, like for a two-handed weapon and the guards gain that same uniformity of smooth, cool alloy. Even the hues of the metal changes, becoming an even gunmetal grey instead of bright white and midnight-black, the various runic markings remaining, but dulling, slightly.
Panting, Calamity staggers, her eyes wild but her expression triumphant, somehow.
"
Here--your...call it your...birthright. The Calamity Edge. When you want to do this, channel your energy through it. Y...you'll figure out how. Just. u-use some moderation, or this might happen...:"
Heaving it, she breathes deep, and that lightning that had been crackling around the sword pulls inside of it, concentrating around the core at its heart for a moment before releasing and creating a
third blade filling the space between the two, this one of shimmering violent light. And as Calamity swings it, it extends even further for a moment, slicing through part of the shop roof like it's not even there, the energy blade angry and blinding like a lightbulb about to burst, and...!
With a sizzle, and a -pop-, and the faint smell of ozone, the energy blade is gone, and the daemon engine in the heart of the new weapon is dark and cool. And like a puppet with her strings cut, the strange, erratic woman stumbles to her knees, propping herself up with the sword, but only barely.
"
my...my last work. t-t-ake it, and you'll.b.b.ond."
She coughs again, her body starting to give way wholly to ash now, form diminishing with the wind.
"...give 'em...h.hell, Cacophony."
And with a last smile, she's gone, leaving only the sword, stabbed partially into the ground in front of the cyborg.