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𝓁𝒾𝓁𝒾𝓉𝒽 ([personal profile] sathan) wrote2029-05-10 06:59 am

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occultatum: (Nick - grauitatem)

[personal profile] occultatum 2019-09-19 11:37 am (UTC)(link)
I was asked to do this - we both know and dislike the person benefiting, but I hardly think that matters. The thing inside of him apparently ventures out when he sleeps, causes nightmares, and makes him watch. According to Martin - unfortunate last name - Blackwood, the Eye feeds off of this. Off the fear caused by this.

I though you might have an idea of where I could start.

[Nick wants to be clear: he's not interested, really, in Jon's suffering here, and his tone alone suggests that.]

Whatever suffering he's enduring, I don't care. My concern is that he sees the secrets of others. Specifically, Sabrina. You. Me. Dorian. Ambrose.

[So you know. He's being protective of his people.]

Especially when that suffering is layered with knowledge of specific rites and rituals.
occultatum: (Nick - maxime)

[personal profile] occultatum 2019-09-19 10:44 pm (UTC)(link)
I know its entire purpose is to watch.

That's what it feeds from. Watching. Eyes, following you, those fears. I think it's a fear thing more than anything.
occultatum: (Nick - faciem)

[personal profile] occultatum 2019-09-20 11:48 am (UTC)(link)
[He presses one hand to his mouth.]

That's just it. I don't think it is.

[He doesn't like to contradict her so baldly, but they're talking about magic and demons, and Nick isn't going to get anywhere by not speaking to her like he knows what he's talking about.]

I think it's more meshed in him like that. Maybe if we had seen him when it first latched onto him, but now? I think it's as much as part of his soul as anything.

[He sighs just a little.]

It would be easier if we could just kill him. That would solve everyone's problems.

[That is not an option.]
Edited 2019-09-20 11:48 (UTC)
occultatum: (Nick - puellae eius)

[personal profile] occultatum 2019-09-21 01:10 am (UTC)(link)
I think so.

[He presses his hand against his mouth - well. There's no solidity but its hard to break those habits. He's thinking.]

He's resisting telling me. I can ask, though.