[ monsters would have to wait; the thought of them, at least, are not concerning to jayce right now. he's darting his eyes all over the damn place, his emotion spiking higher and higher until his hazel eye glows a precious gem blue, as blue as the one in his wrist. his left eye is a swill, prismatic— blue is the strongest glow within, but pinks, greens and golds still eclipse its light with every churn.
he won't stop serph from following him. he's not himself, too plagued by the haunt of these voices to hold even a progressive conversation. it always connects to this. ]
I-I'm not alone, Serph, they're watching me, they've been— watching me, [ weaving through the trees has jayce eventually snagging his antlers in a drop of hanging boughs, and both the snap of his resistance and the pull back from his step agitates him. ] they need me, they said, but for what— Let go—!
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he won't stop serph from following him. he's not himself, too plagued by the haunt of these voices to hold even a progressive conversation. it always connects to this. ]
I-I'm not alone, Serph, they're watching me, they've been— watching me, [ weaving through the trees has jayce eventually snagging his antlers in a drop of hanging boughs, and both the snap of his resistance and the pull back from his step agitates him. ] they need me, they said, but for what— Let go—!