[Event // Action] Backdated to yesterday.

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[Those who have managed to break out into the Quad amongst the chaos have found a rather... unusual and perhaps terrifying scene. Some monsters are screeching and twisting in agony as their bodies slowly dissipate into data, while others seem to be missing some part of their body entirely. Even the Quad itself has suffered some of the damage, with the trees and other plants missing entire hunks or parts of themselves, while some -- like the monsters -- are still slowly deleting piece by piece.


Tobias has gone into what can only be counted as an utter panic. The biting cold and sudden surge of creatures has terrified him to the point of blank-minded preservation, and he's resorted to using the power he'd been hiding for so long. Anyone who gets near him will clearly be able to see that his right hand to a few inches above his wrist is no longer flesh -- instead, it seems to be made of what can only be described as purple 1s and 0s along with what seems to be glitched up tiles of ground or water, all arranged in a hand-like shape. Whatever this weird hand is, he's using it wildly, grabbing anything that gets close, which causes whatever it is to fall into the deletion pattern until it manages to wrench away long enough to break contact.

Tears are streaming down his face, and his voice is hoarse, as if he's already been yelling for a while now.]

Espio! Daddy! Mom! HELP!

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[redcinemareel]

Good. [Takes off his coat and puts it around the boy.] We should get you inside and possibly to a nurse. [Lifts a finger.] No objections.

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[The coat is warmly taken. The order, not so much.]

I can't!

[redcinemareel]

Didn't I just say no objections?

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I can't! I can't!

[He's shaking his head violently, clinging to the coat.]

[redcinemareel]

[If you make his PRECIOUS COAT DISAPPEAR there will be spankings.]

...explain why. [He's contemplating bringing you there while distracted, so better make it good.]

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[Don't worry. Since the coat's on him, the hand registers as a part of him, so Grell can clearly see it touching said coat without any issues.]

Because... because I can't hide it, and everyone'll get hurt.

[redcinemareel]

[GOOD.]

If I promise to slit their throats and set ablaze their inner organs as they cling for dear LIFE for even thinking of touching your hand, then would it be alright to go?

[Hums softly for a moment.]

We could also just cast Regen, too, but that's no fun.

1/2

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[There is a long -- long -- LONG pause of "WTF MOM" on Toby's face here.]

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[But he eventually manages to get up enough courage to shake his head.]

No.... they'll still see it...

Nobody was supposed to see it. They get mean.

[redcinemareel]

[See, this reaction was what makes Toby her/his/her son. BLESS THAT CHILD. And apparently, Grell's getting weak and caves. Not without a silent curse. Thinks a bit and changes course, placing his palm in front of Toby, casting Cura. The bright light shines over the boy with a few sparkles before it starts to fade.]

I seriously doubt I'd let them get to that state.

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I don't want them to get hurt at all. Not by me or you.

[redcinemareel]

[Now it's Grell's turn to look at him the same way Toby did just moments ago. He's one of those types. He shivers himself, the air was indeed biting and they shouldn't be out here. One of them would catch their DEATH, and he's sure it wouldn't be himself.]

We need to get inside. Starting a fire out here would just attract the wrong attention. And it's a bit hard to fight with half my focus.