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In response to each coat over the runes, each one began to glow a different colour. One a deep red, one a brilliant gold, one a thick black and then a pale blue. Four more also occurred glowing a tawny brown, then deep green, a brilliant white, and finally regal violet. They seemed to call to each of the horsemen.

Mark squealed. "What? What artifact what? Who-" He wasn't exactly making very good headway here in explaining things. The wires, untended, began to start to fizzle and make odd sparking noises.

At the same time the Insanity whispered to all the horsemen from beneath them. It was just as sharp, and sometimes hard to hear what others were really saying, as words were occasionally distorted by the hisses of Home. Hatred. Revenge. Doubt. It was too easy to slip back the second the horsemen even considered another option.

Yes... that was familiar. Sliding her eyes shut, War's Protector felt the power, the instability start to rise in her veins again. There was no other choice. This was who she was. It would consume her, she would become it like she was supposed to, like she wanted to for every second on that beach, humans in white blinding white always white trying to tame them, but no she would not let them...

The attacks came, raining down on her as the Hunters realized what was going on. She hardly too notice of them. It only fueled her, and she let it boil, the pressure building in rage that threatened to consume not only her, but everyone around her. But it was Dakota that finally made her eyes snap open, wide and completely gold.

-PUT ME DOWN? YES, YOU WOULD PUT ME DOWN, WOULDN'T YOU? AS YOU DID IN THOSE ROOMS-

She took a step towards him, threateningly.

-TRY-

It was almost too late. When they took hold of her, their arms enveloping her so tightly, she was almost gone. But the arms that wound around her were familiar, the voice in her ear soft and sweet and caring for her in a way that no one else did. She let out a little shiver, her eyes squeezing shut for a second before she reopened them, distressed, her hands clinging to the two Protector's shoulders.

"Aisa, Invi, help me, they're HURTING ME-

When time reset again she was screaming without words, the sound echoing in her head as she found herself standing next to the three other Heirs again, eyes hollow.

Inspecting the runes yielded as followed: a sickle, a garland of flowers, a star, a circle, what might have been a pendant, a clock, a heart, cross, claw, skull, chain, hourglass, sword.

Sherry was doing her best to keep a wary eye on everyone and everything. So far, so good. No one seemed to be bleeding out or dying or anything. Everyone seemed to be waiting. So she let her focus stay where it wanted. Namely Jake and Nevada.

Of course, Jake had told her to leave him alone. Too late for that, though Sherry didn't feel like aggravating the point now, too much. There were bigger things to deal with. Things that Nevada was very nicely going over.

"A doorway?" Sherry must have missed that. "But..." She looked up again, at the sun, then back to the pedestals and the triangle. Runes and things. Sherry shook her head. "Why do we keep getting to do it over?" Not that she minded not-dying but--

The runes began to glow. "Oh. That's new." Good or bad, she didn't know. And then Nevada was touching things. "Nevada, be careful."



((And anyone else around. idek. xDD ))

Shik made an exasperated sound as Mark babbled most unhelpfully, tossing him back to his precious...whatever the hell that was called. He swiped at the pair with claws as they drew near for another attack, growling with increasing annoyance. Time reversal or not, a battle that could never move forward was not the one he cared for. Luckily, something new happened this time.

Colors.

He never would have figured this would amount to a choice of the rainbow. But if that's what it took, then so be it.

The tug of insanity pulled at him, but he shrugged it off as he took to the air, giving Kat and Ryan an extra kick in passing; he'd be back. Maybe. Red called to him most, but as he neared his eyes caught the warm brown hue and paused. It was almost the same shade as . . .

Damn sentimentality. Where was this coming from? It was like Shaheen was hovering there in spirit, in those insults, in the chaos, in the Insanity . . .

Circling lower, Shik landed nearby the tawny brown rune and touched it before he got second thoughts.

"How about you stop toying with us and reveal yourself?"

Looking up to the sun, she lightly shielded her eyes from habit, trying to discern this sudden connection, before eyebrows went up, pursing her lips a little. "It is a good question, but if I recall. . . this is a monster so, there is the case of nature in it all." She answered Lucky, before sighing out of her nose.

As the runes started changing colours and things started to . . . react, she caught sight of the little Huntress, Stormy, hiding behind the group, and giving a soft little look, she tried to apologize without words, knowing that she had harmed her further than she intended to.

"I am going to inspect this new change." She answered the Hunters around her, feeling remarkably odd that she was announcing to a known enemy, but taking it in to stride. Giving Senga a soft look, she crossed the sandy path again, and went to inspect the pale blue rune.

Mengyao was there at the blue rune as well, absently leaning over it.


( phone post YEAHH )