THE FINAL MINGLE

[foundationmods]

Monday comes.

There's no one here. The Silence is....though you don't remember any other monsters, deep down inside of you, you know this is wrong.

Everything is open to you, and no one will complain. You can do whatever you want, now.

....somehow, it feels...awful.

Somehow, you know everything will come to an end...this week.

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[improbablenotimpossible]

The Command Seals! It's using the Professor's connection to her!

[foundationmods]

CORRECT.

[The marks begin to grow down her arm, swallowing where it touches.]

I ALREADY HAVE MOST OF THAT SOUL IN MY HANDS

AND THEY ARE CONNECTED

THROUGH THEIR OWN SOULS

ARE THEY NOT?

SO THEN

I WILL TAKE

WHAT I AM OWED

AND THE POWERS

SHE HOLDS

[improbablenotimpossible]

[He focuses, trying to use his natural insight - this isn't like a Benkai or a Noble Phantasm, can he stall it?]

You are not owed anything! No one is owed anything!

[foundationmods]

NO

PERHAPS NOT

BUT I HAVE BEEN SO PATIENT

AND I HAVE WAITED

SO LONG

[He cannot.]

[finalring]

In this case, we'd probably have to cut her hand off if we wanted to server that connection!

[improbablenotimpossible]

You best hurry!

[He has nothing appropriate to do the job]

[finalring]

Gilgamesh! Cut her arm off!

[ he doesn't have sord anymore, sorry. ]

[soupervillain]

[ lifts knife-bat? ]