![]() ![]() While as a Witch her main power was in changing things regarding her aspect. But for all the Condesce's ability she could extend life but not restore it. All her past life companions had that spark, the Sufferer with his memories and the Condesce with her ability to extend the life of the Helmsman beyond what any goldblood could endure. Echoes, no where near as strong if she was an active participant, an active player, but still enough. In a different universe she had been a Witch of Time yet even with the destruction of that universe and her reincarnation and subsequent enslavement, her powers of the Game still remained. The last clarion call, a final fuck you to her masters. It remained, nothing more than a spark, and now looking upon the last of her wayward cross-dimensional companions the Handmaid decided to indulge the urge in her final moments. That part of her that demanded she throw chairs and raise her middle finger at any and all opportunity. But that fury of rebellion from her youth, which Scratch had thought he had beaten out of her, remained. Six hundred and twelve sweeps to be precise.Īt the moment the Handmaid's youngest self was leaping through the windows of Scratch's mansion, blissfully unaware of the futility of her actions, while her oldest self was fighting and dying against the Condesce. He was also very dead, yellow bloodstains still coating his mouth and chest from where the Vast Glub had forcibly expelled all his bodily fluids. The mocking fuchsia coloured goggles had been fixed to his narrow face for so long his skin had grown over parts of them. Thick pink veins were spidering down his shoulders and torso, which once would siphon any and all psionic energy to feed the ship but were now inert and dull. Burrowing beneath his skin, embedding themselves into his brain and assimilating into his flesh until his legs and arms had been fully replaced by the organic machinery. Over 70% of his body had been devoured by the slick biomass of the ship's engine. Stats: Published: Updated: Words: 27478 Chapters: 1/2 Comments: 2 Kudos: 12 Bookmarks: 1 Hits: 99 ![]() I support Mituna's right to fuck shit up and kill highbloods.The Helmsman joined the Yellow Yard crew.Yellow Yard team rulez Meteor Crew droolz.Yellow Yard | Prospitian Battleship (Homestuck). ![]()
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