[a mop of electrified linguini rose above the DJ station as Ronstadt dared to peek out at the scene unfolding before him. the Red Diamond Cultist snorted and made a thoroughly cliched clenching gesture with one hand, summoning ... something. the air crackled with the promise of dark magic, and the dust motes in the air seemed to converge in the shape of a silhouette.]
Rise up, my hungry servant!
[the dust starts to be sucked into the empty silhouette like it's a black hole. Ronstadt knows it on sight, knows without knowing in that way his powers have started to do lately: an Empathogen. The remnant of the soul of a person who died of neglect - forever starving, forever consuming any energy or attention in its immediate vicinity. people like him and Loki? they're a Vegas buffet. oh, this is not good.]
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Date: 2021-07-23 02:50 pm (UTC)Rise up, my hungry servant!
[the dust starts to be sucked into the empty silhouette like it's a black hole. Ronstadt knows it on sight, knows without knowing in that way his powers have started to do lately: an Empathogen. The remnant of the soul of a person who died of neglect - forever starving, forever consuming any energy or attention in its immediate vicinity. people like him and Loki? they're a Vegas buffet. oh, this is not good.]