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Some things should remain locked within yourself
Who: Frau, Hitsugaya, and Hinamori
When: Starts the night of the 18th, may also include blurbs from days after until Sins plot is over
Where: Around Sector Four, then Hitsugaya's place?
Summary: Frau's been fighting off the rather large combination of deadly sins that lead to the scythe gaining control
Warnings: Violence, almost soul consuming, maniacal laughter, simply out of your mind behavior
At first Frau had been able to control it. The thoughts pulsing from the scythe were always there and always would be. Usually it was easy enough to ignore them, shove them back down. Sometimes they were stronger and required a little more force to fix, like his arm being slammed into the wall. That had always shown the scythe who was boss once again. While the scythe continued to eat at him from the inside and pulled on his desires to consume souls, good souls and not that disgusting ones he allowed himself, Frau rarely had an issue controlling it. The only times it flared so much stronger was when a specifically good soul was around or right after he'd fed and allowed himself to slip up a little.
The last few days had been different though. The urges to ignore the corrupted souls and focus only on the pure ones had grown to the point that Frau could barely control them.
Why would you want to control them?
Because it wasn't who he was. He hadn't lost his human soul yet. He would not become him.
It's who you are.
No. He isn't.
You were made from a piece of him. You can't avoid what you are. Forget your human soul. You know you will never be able to hold on forever. There is nothing wrong with this. It's who you are.
The laughter that had echoed in Frau's head after that also slipped from his lips, filling the night sky. A dark, maniacal laughter that was far from sane. Frau's brilliant blue eyes now flickered with a gleaming red light and a lust that shone clearly within them. Nails black and lengthened, teeth viciously pointed in a wide, dangerous smile proved something was off. This wasn't Frau. The scythe was in control, Frau's consciousness pushed so far down that he had no idea what was going on anymore.
One quick bound and Frau had pounced onto an unsuspecting passerby. His gloves were off in a second, Zehel's tattoo on the back of his hand looking corrupted by thick veins that nearly obscured it and trailed under Frau's sleeve where they spiraled unseen up his arm. Without hesitation, Frau caught the man by the neck and slammed his teeth closed over his shoulder. When the dark smoke that had erupted from the man's body cleared, he was gone. Frau was once again standing at his full height, blood running in a single line down his chin.
"Ahhhh~ Disgusting. Alwaysss disgusting. They taste the way they are. Corrupted. Vile. I want a more delicious soul. A purer soul. Yessss. Kehehehe. Hahahahahha!"
When: Starts the night of the 18th, may also include blurbs from days after until Sins plot is over
Where: Around Sector Four, then Hitsugaya's place?
Summary: Frau's been fighting off the rather large combination of deadly sins that lead to the scythe gaining control
Warnings: Violence, almost soul consuming, maniacal laughter, simply out of your mind behavior
At first Frau had been able to control it. The thoughts pulsing from the scythe were always there and always would be. Usually it was easy enough to ignore them, shove them back down. Sometimes they were stronger and required a little more force to fix, like his arm being slammed into the wall. That had always shown the scythe who was boss once again. While the scythe continued to eat at him from the inside and pulled on his desires to consume souls, good souls and not that disgusting ones he allowed himself, Frau rarely had an issue controlling it. The only times it flared so much stronger was when a specifically good soul was around or right after he'd fed and allowed himself to slip up a little.
The last few days had been different though. The urges to ignore the corrupted souls and focus only on the pure ones had grown to the point that Frau could barely control them.
Why would you want to control them?
Because it wasn't who he was. He hadn't lost his human soul yet. He would not become him.
It's who you are.
No. He isn't.
You were made from a piece of him. You can't avoid what you are. Forget your human soul. You know you will never be able to hold on forever. There is nothing wrong with this. It's who you are.
The laughter that had echoed in Frau's head after that also slipped from his lips, filling the night sky. A dark, maniacal laughter that was far from sane. Frau's brilliant blue eyes now flickered with a gleaming red light and a lust that shone clearly within them. Nails black and lengthened, teeth viciously pointed in a wide, dangerous smile proved something was off. This wasn't Frau. The scythe was in control, Frau's consciousness pushed so far down that he had no idea what was going on anymore.
One quick bound and Frau had pounced onto an unsuspecting passerby. His gloves were off in a second, Zehel's tattoo on the back of his hand looking corrupted by thick veins that nearly obscured it and trailed under Frau's sleeve where they spiraled unseen up his arm. Without hesitation, Frau caught the man by the neck and slammed his teeth closed over his shoulder. When the dark smoke that had erupted from the man's body cleared, he was gone. Frau was once again standing at his full height, blood running in a single line down his chin.
"Ahhhh~ Disgusting. Alwaysss disgusting. They taste the way they are. Corrupted. Vile. I want a more delicious soul. A purer soul. Yessss. Kehehehe. Hahahahahha!"
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She looked up at the house Hitsugaya indicated, and nodded. With Frau asleep, the first priority would be securing the house; once the inside was safe, they could work on securing him.
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It had seen better days. Or he hoped it had. Otherwise, that was just depressing.
He shoved the broken coffee table out of the way with his foot, indicating for Hinamori to help him set Frau down here. There was decent enough space to erect the seals in this room.
"You can come up with a seal combination? I'll take care of putting a barrier around the house."
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She wanted to bind Frau in place, keep his arms and legs from moving—specifically one arm in particular. But she also wanted to bind him in place, to this room. "The simplest spell executed well is far greater than the highest one executed poorly," she recited quietly to herself. Start simple, then. She began with the incantation for Sai. It was a beginner's spell, taught as one of the basic tests for entering the Academy; the incantation was unnecessary, but allowed her the control to begin incorporating her other barriers. Gochūtekkan was next. "Walls of iron sand, a priestly pagoda..." Together with Sajō Sabaku. Hinamori let her reiryoku flow through the spells, reciting the words she had practiced so many times.
Lights rose from her fingers. Pillars descended from the ceiling to the floor. Ropes of energy entwined themselves around Frau's body as his arms were pulled behind him; then the whole barrier crashed into solidity as Hinamori let her energy go.
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Hitsugaya stepped onto the porch, closed his eyes momentarily to help call the spell to mind. The casting was complex, and he didn't want to mess it up. Kidou had a nasty backfire when you failed to perform it properly.
Most kidou didn't require hand seals. This one did, and required them at critical junctures in the incantation. He punctuated these points in the spell with the proper hand gestures, feeling the beginnings of the barrier form with each action.
Incantation. Hand seals. More incantation. More hand seals.
He reached the end of the spell, and the sky flared brightly for an instant before fading into a muted rainbow of colours around the perimeter of the house. Strong on both sides, it should be enough to serve their needs.
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She thought, though, that there should be some middle ground as well— to protect the two of them, should Frau come loose again. Raising a second barrier, this one a standard spell taught as a means of containment and observation, she wrapped it in a cylinder around her first set of seals. If nothing else, it might give them a few more seconds of reaction time.