[ hand of god? was it? yves closes his eyes to try to distract himself from the urge to leave because he knows richie will yell at him if he tries to book it ]
... Unmaker.
The demon that we were trying to end... but because it was corrupting the ley lines, and my bones were buried in the ley lines... I was the first to be manipulated.
[look he wouldn't yell, he'd just try to coax him back. But more importantly:]
God. [Uttered low, with a bitter apprehension. To do this Yves of all people is galling — the kid would trip over himself for the chance to lend a hand.] Were they able to snap you out of it? What did it make you do?
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[But ah. Richie's face falls, grave. He reaches up and rights a few hairs from his fringe as they go renegade, flopping to the wrong side.]
...JQ said the same thing happened to him too. Some kind of spirit, I take it? Hand of god?
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... Unmaker.
The demon that we were trying to end... but because it was corrupting the ley lines, and my bones were buried in the ley lines... I was the first to be manipulated.
Turned into... Death's puppet.
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God. [Uttered low, with a bitter apprehension. To do this Yves of all people is galling — the kid would trip over himself for the chance to lend a hand.] Were they able to snap you out of it? What did it make you do?
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well, ]
They shot me?
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...I suppose that's one way to shock the system. I thought you were already dead?
[He was picturing a ghost, should he imagine a zombie]