[ He's trying. So damn hard. Even as his head is pounding, as it feels like it's going to burst from within, even as he has half a mind to claw at himself for any level of tension relief. The projections affect him too, not just his surroundings. Tumorous eyes and rows of teeth swimming over him, only a mere vision, not the real thing, but just a flicker of some unknowable thing that's been yearning to escape since weeks ago.
I don't -- I don't -- don't give me an excuse. GO. ]
[ He knows. He knows that. Or it has to be true, it's everything they worked for for so many days. It can't not be true. He knows! But it doesn't do anything for how he feels now, and how he'll keep feeling. Uruha truly did gods work in keeping Marcoh from going ballistic ever since w0 but at no point did his anger and frustration ever go away, they've only ever been shoveled down for another time and there's been no outlet. None. No all-out fights in the ring for him, hell, he didn't even get to beat down anybody to a pulp in a CYOA. It's all still right here and it's really taking him every scrap of will, and the fortune of nerfed magic, to not explode.
He grasps his head again. The projections get worse, some real Otherworld type shit. If Jiaoqiu insists on staying then -- he's going to leave instead. ]
[ a little helpless, but. it's not like he really can follow. he can't see, and there's a sense of frustration in how he doesn't know how to help. how he doesn't think that he can help. he can't fight marcoh, he'll get pulped. and his words are not enough, but.
if marcoh is actually trying to leave - jiaoqiu doesn't really think before he stands up and tries to follow. he's probably heading in the wrong direction. ]
[ SWEET JIAOQIU HELP... YOUR DIRECTIONS... I'm sorry Marcoh does not stop, he intended to LEAVE and that is exactly what he's doing. And it's clear he thinks it's equally for both their sakes, not just his, because the last thing he wants to do is indeed pulp Jiaoqiu, and he cannot guarantee for himself that he won't. Jiaoqiu can get the outline of those scattered thoughts as he abandons this water bottle......... ]
goodbye... i will say he probably does keep trying to look for him though, so it's just a really slow terrible yakkity sax. eventually though if marcoh keeps avoiding him he'll give up... ]
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I don't -- I don't -- don't give me an excuse. GO. ]
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... Please. [ a little softer. ] I don't want you to hurt yourself, either.
[ he doesn't want to make it worse, but... ]
There are only a few more days until they return. I promise you.
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He grasps his head again. The projections get worse, some real Otherworld type shit. If Jiaoqiu insists on staying then -- he's going to leave instead. ]
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[ a little helpless, but. it's not like he really can follow. he can't see, and there's a sense of frustration in how he doesn't know how to help. how he doesn't think that he can help. he can't fight marcoh, he'll get pulped. and his words are not enough, but.
if marcoh is actually trying to leave - jiaoqiu doesn't really think before he stands up and tries to follow. he's probably heading in the wrong direction. ]
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goodbye... i will say he probably does keep trying to look for him though, so it's just a really slow terrible yakkity sax. eventually though if marcoh keeps avoiding him he'll give up... ]