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Berthiér ☾ Phantom Sisters ☽ Black Moon Clan ([personal profile] berthierite) wrote in [community profile] poly_chromatic2013-01-08 12:33 pm

8 ☽ ACTION ☾ GHOULS

THE SCENE
[ In one of the back alleys of the City, dark and out of the way, an interesting sculpture has been formed. Berthier's element is not fire but ice, and the back lot that her ghoulish sisters had cornered her in has been coated with it. The three women frozen at the very center; enshrined with mouths twisted. The ice is thick and impenetrable, glittering subtly in what sunlight reaches the concealed location. ]
THE WOMAN
[ And not so far away from this icy prison, Berthier can be found bitterly fighting back her tears. The claw marks down her arms are nothing compared to her aching heart. Why her sisters? Why. ]
anatural: An injured Korra can't be stopped (angry 5)

action;

[personal profile] anatural 2013-01-09 01:52 am (UTC)(link)
[Korra limps into the alley, using her bloody shovel as a cane. Bolin's gone. Asami's gone. There's only Mako left.

She stops when she sees Berthier. It's been awhile since she's run into the other woman. She doesn't like her much, but she's wounded and obviously upset.]


Are you okay?
byherscore: (anxiety)

[personal profile] byherscore 2013-01-09 04:18 am (UTC)(link)
[ Diva frowns at the sculpture, wending her away around them and tapping at the ice not caring that the girl who did this was heart broken. ]

Why? We could've played.

[ she'd been having so much fun destroying them. She hadn't been able to play like that since... what was that war called? Vietnam? It had been ever so much fun. ]

((ooc: sob, I didn't quite realize Diva was going to be so mean when I started writing up this tag, so if you want to avoid the negative CR feel free to ignore this tag!))
mortemscintilla: ♥ Cause I know that I'm ready to die (Li - Half-Faced Shock)

[personal profile] mortemscintilla 2013-01-09 09:20 am (UTC)(link)
[ He's using the curse as it should be used. A chance for info-gathering, for testing new weaponry and refreshing old skills on zombies. It's not a sense of civic responsibility so much as the curse making him antsy. It's a little too similar to Heaven's War in stench and atmosphere. He can't stay indoors; he has itchy energies that need burning. ]

[ In street-clothes, armed with a pipe (and a set of concealed grenades), 'Li' approaches the tableau of ice sculptures. His eyes widen in pretend-alarm. ]


Um... M-Miss Birdie?