shadedsunlight: (Coldest blood runs through my veins)
Ginia Solana ([personal profile] shadedsunlight) wrote in [community profile] eswareinmal2012-08-31 04:36 pm

Some say you're trouble, boy, just because you like to destroy

Characters: Ginia Solana and YOU
Open? Yes!
Where: All around Schwanheim
When: Day 17th, afternoon
What: Ginia goes on a stealing spree
Warnings: Possible violence and language?


Ginia was on a mission, if a mission could be considered the utterly selfish act of robbing Schwanheim blind. At the start, things were almost utilitarian; she only stole useful things or things that could be given away to others less fortunate. A bit of honorable Robin Hooding. Now? Deep in the clutches of the necklace, angry at her friends for trying to stop her, and needing to feed that increasingly difficult fix?

Oh, it was on.

Like many people looking to feed a fix, caution was abandoned. While she still kept to the shadows, stealthed around when she could, shadow jumped as necessary, she was striking in the day now. It was the same as always; get into a house or lift an item from a stall, get away, drop off the item somewhere safe, hit the next target. But now she needed more expensive things, more rare things, shinier things.

And woe be to anyone who dared get in her way or tried to stop her.
folklorist: (I don't honestly know)

[personal profile] folklorist 2012-09-03 08:47 pm (UTC)(link)
It's a risk he is willing to take. He slowly moves toward the pocket watch. His eyes looking between Ginia and the golden watch hanging from her hand. His arm is slightly shaking as he reaches and steps more inside the circle, barely a few feet away from Ginia now.
folklorist: (Dour. Something is coming)

[personal profile] folklorist 2012-09-03 09:00 pm (UTC)(link)
He feels the cool metallic surface of the watch against his own cold skin. A small victory that's quickly dissolved as Ginia makes a grab for him. Helios' breath hitches in his throat, his green eyes widening in slight fear and surprise. He knows that she knows how this sort of thing makes him, he knows that she can't control herself either. The circle wavers as Helios tries to back peddle out of the circle.

"W-Wait! G-Ginia...!"
Edited 2012-09-03 21:01 (UTC)
folklorist: (I'm terribly sorry)

[personal profile] folklorist 2012-09-03 09:24 pm (UTC)(link)
There's a small tremor that runs through his arm as Ginia's vice like grip digs into his skin. He fights back that whimper clutching the watch closely to his chest, as his heart hammers in his ears. "G-Ginia p-please..."

His voice is slightly distressed as he tries to get his arm out of her grip. His eyes speak only a few words as he looks at her, almost pleadingly. Please don't do this
folklorist: (These past sins are mine to bare alone)

[personal profile] folklorist 2012-09-03 09:53 pm (UTC)(link)
Helios lets out a breathless gasp as that fist is driven into his stomach. He falls onto one knee, the air completely knocked out of him. He stays on the ground for several seconds gasping to catch his breath and the magic in the circle wavers and falls away in those few moments. There are the faint beginnings of tears in his eyes as he looks back up at her. Why...why was this happening to them? Ginia.
folklorist: (Probably going to run into something)

[personal profile] folklorist 2012-09-03 10:17 pm (UTC)(link)
He just coughs as he regains some of his composure as he makes a dash for her a spell on the tip of his tongue. But it's too late and he watches Ginia dash off once more into the darkness. He lets out deep breaths of air as he bends down and picks up the mirage ring. So much for that angle. He slams a hand against the building a frustrated sigh escaping him. He'll just turn back to the binding sigil and erase it with some water. An arm wrapped around his aching stomach as he turns and heads back to the house. Guilt over not being able to stop this and guilt over failing Ginia and Giles still fresh in his mind.