eleven. spam & video. i'm not just made of parts.

[indispensible]

[You will notice a few things where Vin walks. Not a healing, not exactly, but the sense of refreshment. Regrowth. Skinned needs are unskinned. Cells grow. Plants experience the most noticeable change, growing more in minutes than they have in years. (She shies away from the garden for this reason - it would become a thicket quickly, easily.)]

[Hair grow where she passes, and nails. She can feel a tingling on her own scalp and under her nail bed, and is wild-eyed with anger - under which is fear. She hasn't been this out of control in ages, but then, she hasn't sensed the dead before, either.]

[Her hair is down past her waist when she gives in and broadcasts, peering through the camera as though her gaze can make people reveal their secrets. Behind her, a green tendril uncurls and rests on her shoulder.]

Give me Dillon Cole. Now.


( ooc; vin is a star shard from dillon's canon, um, star shards! tl;dr she is part of dillon's soul and her power is growing shit out of control. open to spam or video, more info here. )

Comments

[orderfromchaos]

You're not Winston!

[Okay, that's probably not helpful, but damnit Dillon could feel him - her -]

Calm down, okay, just - don't move.

[He doesn't ask where she is. He can feel that, too, like gravity, like fishing line tangled on his ribs. He runs, skids to a stop about three feet away, askew, staring. How is this real.]

voice

[godsays]

[ Softly: ] Who?

[ It manages to sound a little sharp, a little dangerous, even while his tone is low. ]

[adelphoktonos]

[Helena's walking down the stairs from the deck, gloved hands on hips. There's a strange sensation, something happening to her feet, to the dead digits there -- like someone's working her. But of course, no one has hands on her. The sensation grows as she reaches the bottom of the stairs, almost becoming unbearable, a fizzing, tingling feeling where the flesh had died on her bones. When she rounds the corner, there's only one person in sight and she calls out to Vin in an almost-gasp:]

What are you doing to me?

[bothfoulandfair]

What do you want with him?

[Elsa sounds confident, maybe even a little aggressive even if there's some concern there too - she knows what it's like to be losing control - and is wearing a skintight suit, complete with a belt around the waist with a black X on the buckle.]

[fearcutsdeeperthanswords]

Who's Dillon Cole? [Her head is swiss cheese and her notebook is gone from her room. she doesn't even know her own name right now, but why let that stop her from having fun?]