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Another night out with Hedwig, something that he still felt was being done begrudingly by the other. It bothered him slightly, if only because it made working on things from the ground up to get a chance with them exponentially more of a pain.

With the fall air also signalling a break from his live-in position, he decided to bring along a few of the extra chocolate bats he'd made. Though these ones had a surprise that the others he'd made hadn't had. Each one had a flavoured liquor in it which matched the carefully designed sugar lace on it. While they looked delicate, Rafayel had been proud of how well he had tempered the chocolate so that even the hot sugar hadn't melted things as he finished up the designs.

Offering one to the other as he walked, he was always gnawing on one filled with Cointreau. "At least it seems spooky out. Surely you can lighten up a bit."

Part of him wondered if this was just their default state when faced with magical responsibilities, another part wondered if dosing them with some xanax might calm them down. But with Desiree keeping an eye out, that option would more than likely be frowned upon.

Something did catch the light ahead, though, enough that it drew Leitner's attention. So once the treat was out of his hand, he bent down to pick the item up, confused as to why it was there on the ground next to another before he realized the shift in atmosphere.

With a tumble, he ended up on his a** on the ground, and the die that was in his hand had escaped and clicked against the ground until it landed with one pip facing up. It took him more than a moment to figure out what was going on, as it felt like something was shoving him forward, not really caring if he was ready to move or not.

"Shitshitshit what the ******** is this Hedwig?" Calling out, as he ended up pushed through some sort of invisible wall that stung more than a little. Trying to reach out back towards the other, since obviously they had more of a clue, as they were just talking about magic and weird stuff. This wasn't cool, especially if they were doing this since he'd taken a few pokes at them with his comments.

But before he got too far with that plan, he heard someone laughing and spun around to look for them. Empty air. Nothing there.

"What?" Another look around as he then spotted the die and snapped it up, looking at it to see if it had a speaker or some s**t in it. "This isn't funny, what's going on?"


The last thing he wanted was to be laughed at, and with that creeping feeling of being watched, he was liking whatever this was even less.

Staring in disbelief, he took a moment to think if he'd maybe put too much liquor in the chocolates. That idea passed quickly since he knew they'd leak if he had.

Sighing as he looked again for whatever was here, he gave Hedwig a look as they passed through his square and stopped just ahead, not even trying to stick together. Crossing his arms over his chest, he threw the dice and grumbled as it shoved him past the other again and further ahead.

"I feel like Catty should have said more about this s**t." Dragging his feet as it finally stopped pushing him, he gagged at the smell. It was worse than when something was left out in the kitchen to rot, and he pulled a hand over his nose to try and stifle the smell.

"No, neither of them did, but Desiree let me know to give you some space if you did something since it's broken or something..."

As he turned back to look at them through the darkness, he thought he saw something shift, and he went to pick up his die again to roll it. "Nope. Not today, whatever this is."

Surprised that the other complaining senshi was in the same square as he was, it was hard not to laugh at the mention of what their magic did. "So like a love beam? Wow..."
At least that might not make him feel like something was crawling under his flesh. It had been a constant when powering up, but so far, he hadn't seen any actual bugs. Maybe it was all in his head.

"Guess the faster we roll, the faster we get to go?" And with that, he let the die drop to the ground and decide where he was getting shoved next. It wasn't pleasant being hurried along like this, but if it meant he was going to be four more squares closer to the end, then fine.

When it finally stopped shoving him, he stung all over from whatever barrier divided each little square of ******** you. At first, nothing seemed wrong, at least no gross smell, but when he stepped forward, something moved over his foot, and he shrieked in surprise. Whatever it was got startled back by the noise he made, and the next thing he knew was that he felt something burning through his boots and making the skin of his right shin itch and burn.

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Something slithers across your foot, so fast that you might have thought you imagined it. Except, a few seconds later, it happens again. And then, again. Snakes keep moving across your space. If you move, they see you–and they might bite. Some of them hiss, some are capable of spraying a poisonous liquid that can cause itchiness or burning.

Listening to them explain the semantics of love and adoration, he wanted to say something back, but his focus was on whatever was going on as he scrambled for and threw the die again.

"I don't want to find out if it can eat us, but it got me, and I don't want to look!" At this point, he let it push him, now heading much further ahead than he'd gone in any roll before.

Looking back, he stumbled and fell backwards as the ground beneath him seemed to bend under his weight. With another yelp, he looked around and saw webs. They stuck to parts of his uniform, and he scrambled to tear off what was too stuck as he tried to get up and find somewhere to roll the dice again. Something was coming; he could hear it, and if it was a spider that could make a web strong enough to hold him, he didn't want to find out if it had a taste for humans.

As the spider webs bowed beneath his feet, he managed to fling the die to hit the very slim edge of the square where it could actually land. At first, he wasn't sure if it had worked, but then he felt that push and hurried up to grab the die before moving again.

With the skittering behind him, he was almost glad that he was out of that square. But when he made it to the next one, regret was the first thing on his mind as he choked on the hazy air here.

"Hedwig! Help!" Groaning as he stumbled forward blindly, a panic rose up as he saw the black and green signs of something rotting and decaying. A whimper came out as he cradled his arm to his chest, even as he gagged more on the haze and saw sections of skin and muscle melting away and falling to the floor.

"Somebody...." Seeing the bone below, it left him stuck and staring at it as the decay continued. Nothing around him really broke through the sight of his own body falling apart.

Leitner barely heard Hedwig over the sound of his own hyperventilating. When the die finally fell from his hand as more skin, muscle, and blood sloughed off onto the ground, he felt that push on his back again as he sobbed and scrambled to not fall.

When it stopped, he sank to his knees in the bright square with his eyes shut, still tasting that noxious haze in his throat. He didn't want to look, didn't want to know, and whined as he stayed there waiting for whatever was going to happen next.

Hearing something vaguely now that he had started to get his breathing under control, but it was a bit longer before he got the courage to open his eyes and look back. It sounded like Hedwig was in that same haze, something he really didn't want to experience.

Getting up off the ground, he looked down and saw that his arm was better, only slightly burned from the snake or whatever had gotten him previously. Pressing a hand against the barrier, he tried to look through it to see the other.

"Come on!" Shouting even though his voice still shook from how the last square had gotten to him. Even now, he really wasn't sure he liked any of this, a sharp change from how the evening had started.