[HH 1v1] Sink Deep Under the Fog (Hollandaise x Sorrow)

[The Semblance of Unity]

Still clutching the memory of the warmth in Deszeld's bed around her like a security blanket, Hollandaise walked blindly through the dorms. She did not stop, nor pause; the warder was lost in the tunnels of her own confusion. Sighing with the sound of branches breaking, she rubbed a hand across her face and, abruptly, tensed. Where was she?

Fog curled around her feet, cool and wet. Hollandaise had heard of this place before, but... her mind blanked.

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Rolling a 2: ALL DAMAGE DONE BACKFIRES ON THE CHARACTERS THEMSELVES (ie if you do 6 damage to the opponent, you take 6 damage). All your log seems to take second place as a voice calls to you, vague, agitating. It pressures you to attack relentlessly, brashly, without caring about your own wounds or damage done to your allies.

 

[The Semblance of Unity]

The fog licked up her body, settling into her lungs heavily, wet enough to drown and she coughed. There were voices and figures hiding in the fog. Yes, something seemed to say, sink down deeper and fight. It is the only way. All of her sorrow, her pain blossomed into bright hot determination. Yes, of course. It was right.

Toshihiko Two

 

[Toshihiko Two]

"Sh-shut up," Sorrow pressed her palms against her ears, but it didn't help. It'd been whispering, and whispering, and whispering, and she wasn't even sure where she was anymore. She was tired. She was angry. She was tired of being angry, and angry at being tired.

She tried to do a few breathing exercises but they weren't helping at all.

"Look, mon, just give me like. A moment's peace here, okay? OKAY?"  

[Toshihiko Two]

Sorrow slammed her fist into a wall. The crunching was briefly and actually louder than the whispers. There was a statue, and she pushed it over, just to hear something different.

"Shut up, shut up, cool it, stay cool, SHUT UP!"

Somebody coughed. And jackdamn if it wasn't the most annoying sound in the world.

"DON'T YOU HAVE EARS," Sorrow shouted, before punching Holly right in the branches. Unfortunately, that action unexpectedly produced a stinging sensation in her gravel. Sorrow made a "woof," sound and stumbled back. The voices were still really there, and really loud.

"Arrrrrrrrrrrgh."

HP: 28
Damage: ...  

[The Semblance of Unity]

Hollandaise yelped as someone's hand smacked into her shoulder, reflexively raking her own splintered fingertips across the the person's face. Yess. The voices rose in sibilant hiss.

"I am hardly the one making all the noise, you rat,"[ she muttered, putting one hand to her ear as it to poke the voices out.

HP: 27
Damage: 1  

[Toshihiko Two]

"Blah blah Ratty ratty rap-trap."

Sorrow was unfortunately for both of them on the well-chiseled side.

EVERYTHING WAS HARSHING HER BUZZ. This time she just outright tackled Holly, pressing a hand right over her mouth. When she felt like she had gotten the rocks knocked out of her, she assumed she'd...hit an elbow, or something.

"Just...just, shhhh!"

HP: 24
DMG: 3
 

[The Semblance of Unity]

Hollandaise did not like this ghoul. And she opened her mouth to say as much, her irritation furthered by the incessant voices... when suddenly a hand was on her mouth. The wind was knocked out of her, but she bit down on that hand as hard as she could (which regrettably, was not very hard - Sorrow was rocky, after all). Her hand came up to twist at Sorrow's wrist.

And if Hollandaise's own teeth and wrist hurt too, she was merely overexerting herself, right?


HP: 20
Damage: 4  

[Toshihiko Two]

The bite was really, really hard.

Sorrow pulled her hand back to her chest, but at least when she cried out, the voices were...less. They started up again, harsher. It occurred to Sorrow that the other....whoever shutting up actually made things worse.

But, if she was the one wailing-

But she couldn't. She didn't believe in this random acts of violence. Thing. Maybe. Probably. She had principles! She was fed up with a lot and it was a lot of nonsense books that hadn't helped her. She had already started something.

She swayed, conflicted, still straddling Holly as the voices bunched up around her.

HP: the same
DMG: nope
 

[The Semblance of Unity]

"Get off of me!" Hollandaise hissed at Sorrow, not recognizing the noise as an imitation of Deszeld's more reptilian voice. Some small part of her mind told her to question why - to wonder, and she shut it down. It was so very nice not to think, after all.

Why are you holding back - do it. Sink down deep into the fog-dust. Give in Her eyes glowed, the gold swirling into a brighter yellow, and several vines extended from her wrists, sprouted from her legs. They lashed at Sorrow, the thorns clacking against her grey skin, sharp edges looking for purchase. The warder flinched at each lash of the vine, and thin welts appeared on her own skin. A whimper of pain struggled out of her mouth.

"H-how are you doing that?"


HP: 12
Damage: 8

Toshihiko Two

 

[Toshihiko Two]

Crunch.

Sorrow answered with her fist. Nothing had helped. Nothing was working, and the noises- she was fed up. Over. She was done. From now on, it was her, and forget universal peace, and when she, shaking, punched again, and again, she felt it driven into her own face, and as she knocked some of her own gravel loose it all felt satisfying and okay-

She wasn't zen. She was losing it. She'd never felt better.

HP: 7
DMG: 5

 

[The Semblance of Unity]

Hollandaise tried to twist her body to avoid the oncoming blows, but she failed, feeling that gravely fist connecting with her face again and again. A horribly loud noise arose from her throat - the sound of trees crashing, splintering.

Weak, weak, weak. This one is better. You tried, dear pet, and still have one chance. Fight for ussss

Her hands scabbled at the stoney face, at the stoney arms, but found no real purchase.

HP: 6
DMG: 1  

[Toshihiko Two]

Sorrow sat back, shaking, after one last push. Water rolled down her gravelly face, and some had started to leak from her mouth.

She wiped it off, and looked at her hands. The voices were getting louder again, now that there was no longer the crunch of rock and wood.

"I...I dunno, mon, I..."

HP: 5
DMG: 1  

[The Semblance of Unity]

don't listen, hurt, hurt, hurt

The warder sprang at her opponent, and was flung back as if something had leapt into her as well.

Just then, the fog rolled over them, thick as taffy and slow as season's change. Hollandaise breathed it in, feeling it fill her nostril, cling to the inside of her throat. She coughed and suddenly, she could not see Sorrow anymore. In fact, she couldn't see anything at all.

HP: 2
DMG: 3

Toshihiko Two

 

[Toshihiko Two]

And then they were back at the school. The actual school, not the other school, the other house, the other hallways.

The whispering disappeared with the last of the fog.

Sorrow got off Holly, offering her a claw up.

"S-sorry, mon, I don't...I don't like, normally..."

All the ache hit her at once. It felt like she had been pounded into gravel.