( There's something refreshing about being asked such genuine, interested questions. The motives don't matter, what Dabi is getting out of this doesn't matter— what matters is that he's doing something that can tell him so much more, and someone is looking past all the blood to see what really matters. Questions, ones with answers, ones with possibilities. There's no disgust that he can see in Dabi's eyes as he glances to check, and it's hard not to feel giddy over that. Even Kirma constantly talked down on his blood magic, no matter the lifetime. No one else ever got it.
He hooks a bloody finger around one of the strings, and it vibrates with sudden intensity. Esikko's only response is to curl his other hand into the fabric of his pants, over his folded legs, as he closes his eyes to focus. )
I had suspected it had a soul, but like this, I can confirm it. I don't know that I'd call this "living," but it is its own entity. There is a possibility to find information enough to determine a way out, too, or if there can be one, but it's a matter of where I look... You can ask me things as I go, if you think something sounds relevant.
( His grip on the string tightens slightly before he tugs it just enough to put a strain on it. Dabi can likely feel the strange sensations in the air due to this magic, like a window's been left open to a draft of energy. Esikko opens his eyes again, studying the way it moves, reaching a second hand up to touch it as well. )
This one, here— it's a connection between the suits visualized. Hearts and Spades, opposing, and then this— ( His added hand shifts again, to grab a different string and tug much the same. It's intertwined with the first quite closely. Blood continues to drip from the movements. ) —yes, it's Clubs and Diamonds. They're all within this entity, like its arms and legs, but opposing one another. And...
( Both hands trail along the bloodied strings, or roots, following to the intersection of so many others, tangled. He has to close his eyes again, struggling to process what he's feeling. Small flowers begin to bloom, here and there, along the map of stringy roots, and there's the smallest start of a nosebleed in Esikko, but he's ignoring that right now. )
That's... strange. I knew some of the guests were no longer alive, but a large handful of them seem to be somewhere in between...?
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He hooks a bloody finger around one of the strings, and it vibrates with sudden intensity. Esikko's only response is to curl his other hand into the fabric of his pants, over his folded legs, as he closes his eyes to focus. )
I had suspected it had a soul, but like this, I can confirm it. I don't know that I'd call this "living," but it is its own entity. There is a possibility to find information enough to determine a way out, too, or if there can be one, but it's a matter of where I look... You can ask me things as I go, if you think something sounds relevant.
( His grip on the string tightens slightly before he tugs it just enough to put a strain on it. Dabi can likely feel the strange sensations in the air due to this magic, like a window's been left open to a draft of energy. Esikko opens his eyes again, studying the way it moves, reaching a second hand up to touch it as well. )
This one, here— it's a connection between the suits visualized. Hearts and Spades, opposing, and then this— ( His added hand shifts again, to grab a different string and tug much the same. It's intertwined with the first quite closely. Blood continues to drip from the movements. ) —yes, it's Clubs and Diamonds. They're all within this entity, like its arms and legs, but opposing one another. And...
( Both hands trail along the bloodied strings, or roots, following to the intersection of so many others, tangled. He has to close his eyes again, struggling to process what he's feeling. Small flowers begin to bloom, here and there, along the map of stringy roots, and there's the smallest start of a nosebleed in Esikko, but he's ignoring that right now. )
That's... strange. I knew some of the guests were no longer alive, but a large handful of them seem to be somewhere in between...?