[accidental video]

[10_20_15_5_50]

[The feed cuts in mid-shriek, Sam’s drone apparently having interpreted the start of the sound as its cue to begin broadcasting. It shows the adept pushing herself to her feet, having been knocked to her hands and knees by---what? Water. She’s drenched to dripping, and the street she stands on is wet for several metres all around.]

Calvaire de crisse...!

[It’s no more than a mutter as she straightens and immediately starts for the shelter of the closest building, casting an anxious glance up as she goes. She’s through a doorway in a matter of moments due to making haste, and relaxes---marginally---as she moves further away from the entrance.]

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Re: [video]

[dirge]

I'm not afraid of you anymore, Sam Witch. I know how to get rid of ghosts. [He looks oh so smug.]

[video]

[10_20_15_5_50]

Do you? Those weren't real ghosts, Dirge---they were manifestations from the Miasma, and I'm not dumb; I gave you a quick fix.

[Sam actually flashes a sharp smile in making this admission, throwing the last two words out as she uncrosses her bare and goosebumped arms.]

You were afraid of me, and you're going to be again. I may not be able to trash you out going toe to toe, but that doesn't mean I can't trash you out.

[The seeker's smug smile is infuriating---she can feel a fresh heat in her cheeks, and is again aware of the charges simmering in her skin. Eyes alight and teeth on edge, she focuses on that pulse of possibility and pushes. There's some resistance---it's almost an inertia---but no, this will happen, is happening: Sam lifts a hand to shoulder height, snaps it shut, and something shifts. It's nothing Dirge would notice as he's only standing and speaking, but it happens all the same and Sam smiles again, made sure by the queer sense of calcification. It's done.]

I warned you once, said I'd give you grief.

Re: [video]

[dirge]

Not real...? [But he had killed that bird lady and knowing his template, he probably really was dead... but the Sam one. That he could not explain.]

I'm beginning to doubt you actually have powers. You may not actually even be witch. You didn't melt, after all. [He insists, though she certainly is doing some weird hand movements.. He trails off, a tinge of worry lighting his circuits.

When nothing happens though, he looks relieved.]

Say it all you want. I'll believe it when it actually happens. [He sneers.]

[video]

[10_20_15_5_50]

Not if there are doubles. It's faked people before---even people looking live.

[Despite the seeker's skepticism and sneering, Sam's almost serene---irritation lingers, but most of her anger has been swept aside by the vicious satisfaction of successfully executing her ad hoc hex.]

Doubt while you're able; it doesn't make a difference to me. You're going to be very sorry very soon, because see, you didn't just make a mistake crossing me when we coulda gone on okay. No; you made one of the worst.

[She cuts the feed.]