soulping | Barghest

Barghest

[The room you step into looks like it could be a miniature ballroom, complete with stained glass windows and vast, ornate mirrors.

Your team's column is set into one wall, easily accessible but as impregnable as ever. One of the mirrors may prove almost as interesting, if you can tear your eyes away from your trapped teammate. Through it, you are somehow able to see every other team's column and what is inside, though nothing beyond that.

The floor beneath your feet polished, patterned wood, inlaid with the pattern of a grand sundial in your team's colors. In the center of the pattern stands a pedestal, upon which sits a collection of colorful glass ornaments. It looks like there's room for other items, but there's nothing else to be found just yet . . . ]

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[ I was about to have a tantrum at the Echo so ]

—W-what? You're really going to—

If it's that or he drowns... No, I couldn't forgive myself.

[ He looks shaky and not a little nervous, but he picks up the sword. Then he turns to address Nyssa. ]

A hand or a foot, you said?

Stop! You don't need to do that—!

And my choice is to let you drown?

[ He shakes his head. ]

I cannot do that.

Choose something else! Besides—there are two options, which means the water rises in increments! I won't drown on the first round—remember, there are four of these! You can't cut off a limb every round!

Edited 2013-10-02 00:09 (UTC)

No, but we can choose more wisely in the next round, now that we know the severity.

But you'll lose a limb now if you go through with this—!

Do you wish to find out what price you may pay if we refuse this task?

[s. stops. falters, looking away]

But—that's your limb we're talking about here. . .

[ He looks away. ]

I know. But it's my choice.

. . . it's not fair! You didn't know what it meant! You shouldn't—have to do that!

Re: Choice

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[ just. just stares, m-making a sad little noise ]

M-maybe we— we could ask for a different task, if there's one that's less bad, w-we could...

You could choose to forfeit this task, but there would be a high price to pay.

She said that we won't like what happens if we fail a task. I don't think we should risk it.

[ and she's saying there's a high price too ]

B-but I...

It's... not something I am looking forward to, I'll be honest. But the decision is made. Let's not make it worse.

[ D8 ]

If... i-if you're really sure...

I am sure.

[ He picks up the sword, then sits down on the ground. He takes a deep breath, and then drops it down just above the ankle, severing his left foot. ]

[ And then there is a quickly-growing pool of blood and he's screaming.

Apparently, losing a foot hurts. ]

[ OH MY GOD HELP WHAT DO I DO

HOW DO I MAKE THE BLOOD STOP COMING OUT ]

[ Even if he knew the answer to that question, he can't think right now for the pain. Also, he's still screaming. ]

[ UM.... UMMMMMMMMM TAKES OFF HIS JACKET AND. WRAPS? IT AROUND THE FOOT???? ]

[ He doesn't seem to be answering! Rather, his foot's been wrapped by Sirius' jacket, and he's now curled up on the ground and he's crying. ]

[I'M GOING TO BEAT MY FISTS BLOODY AGAINST THIS GLASS 8(]

I—I told you—!