[OPEN/CLOSED] seize your capability

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Who: Add & OPEN
When: All through June
What: Catch-all log with various prompts in the comments☆
Warnings: Add Some imp-induced murder in the first prompt. Will update as needed!

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((Open/closed prompts will be marked appropriately in the comments, and format (prose/brackets) doesn't matter to me so I'll match with w/e. If you'd like to thread something out that isn't covered here, feel free to hit me up on plurk at BlueFlewFedUQueen, ping me through the game discord, or send me a PM!))

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[carpevinum]

I flew with Crona through this space some time ago. As far as I could tell, there weren't changes in gravitational forces, but I suppose I might not have gone deep enough. It's horrifyingly silent in there, however.

[Lucifer hadn't wanted to go much deeper, mostly for safety concerns, especially for those of Crona who wanted to come with him into the voidtorium in the first place. He's not keen on getting anybody killed; they'll need strength in numbers to get out of this place, after all.

Anyway, this child absolutely does not talk like a child would. So that's... fun? Interesting? Lucifer commits that to memory, wonders briefly if Add might be older than even Luke is, doesn't ask, and then steals one glance into the looming void before he shrugs.]

I'll have to carry you, but I'll give you free reign of where we go. [Mostly. If Add wants Lucifer to do something absolutely stupid, it's a no.] Are those terms agreeable to you?

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[He nods, clearly agreeable.]

The lowest possible altitude between this point and the source of "gravity" below us... I want to see what happens.

[so........ something absolutely stupid, yeah.]

[carpevinum]

[Yeah, stupid, but Lucifer has the wings and so he's fine with it (slightly) for the time being. He's also probably had enough caffeine today to where he'll be up for the next 24 hours, so there's that. No risk of fatigue, high risk of death, let's fuckin' go.]

I'll see what I can do. You have a way of measuring this somehow, I presume?

[As if they won't feel gravitational changes, but perhaps it's something more gradual that needs to be quantified somehow? Lucifer isn't a scientist, that's not his job. He crouches down so that he can pick Add up though, no he's not asking, yes this is a bridal carry, but he's giving Add like half a second to answer before he yeets the two of them into the void.]

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[... yeah, he's gonna fuss a bit about being carried that way. he knows he's lightweight—he'll struggle until his legs are free, settling for a one-armed carry with his arms on Lucifer's shoulder for support. he needs to be upright to see everything properly!!]

Confirmation of a threshold's existence is enough for now. There's no point in bringing tools if there's no change to detect, or if the change is obvious... [and, of course:] I'll be able to tell. I'm used to spaces like these.

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[nooo RIP the baby hold :(]

Fair enough. I won't ask you why that's the case. Don't touch my wings, or I'll drop you.

[And into the void they go! Lucifer flaps his wings several times to get a slight lift before launch, that way they don't immediately start falling by the time they get in, because that's obviously how things work and we can ignore the fact that I didn't look up any bird science before writing this tag.

As Lucifer had stated, the void is eerily quiet, akin to that of the library. Lucifer immediately heads downward, being careful not to drop the luggage — er, Add.

Voidcrimes sure are fun. Please keep your hands and feet inside the vehicle (?) at all times, thank you.]