Sealed

…They are completed. //THE BELLHOMES THAT HAVE BEEN REQUESTED ARE OFFICIALLY DONE!! I will be taking a break from making new homes so the two forms will not be answered if commented on! Link to your Bellhomes here!!! 👇👇👇 drive.google.com/drive/folders/…

@AFatesString [The weaver was staring at nothing, her gaze hollow and defeated.] [She’d failed. IT had gotten out. IT had hurt bugs. Hurt bugs she wanted to protect. She’d tried to hard to kill IT, to kill herself to achieve it, but she’d failed. And now IT was stuck with her forever.]

@AFatesString [The moment they were allowed, Uzi bolted into Atla’s room where the weaver was being treated. Whimpering at the side of the bed.] [Atla looked… tired. A horrid, jagged line ran down from her throat to the rest of her body. Like a continuation of the line on her mask.] [+]

< No reason to leave. >

@AFatesString [The receptionist, a Cogwork Clapper known as Avery, gave a beep of surprise and immediately hoisted Atla away. The poor thing.] [The clock was ticking… and it was taking uncomfortably long. Uzi stayed curled at Mylin’s feet, perhaps trying to offer some comfort? How sweet.]

@ChainedApostate " I need assistance, and quick. " [She told at the staff, voice controlled- the same voice everyone knew her for. Though her expression showed concern and worry.] " She's injured. " [Mylin peered at Uzi, expression now a bit grim.]

@AFatesString [The hospital staff, unsurprisingly, were shocked to see that Atla was… actually back. And obviously not in a good state.] [Uzi whimpered at Mylin’s feet, nudging the weaver’s leg. The poor thing obviously scared for her owner. After all, what had Atla gone through?]

@ChainedApostate [The Weaver caught Atla, holding onto her.] [The.. Flowers, which matched Mylin so well- she took them, and proceeded to carry Atla to the Hospital. She HAD to...] [Atla was tired, and hurt. She needed to do something.]

@AFatesString [Atla opened her mouth to protest, she was fine. She didn’t deserve the help. Not after what she’d done. But the words died in her throat as the wound in her shoulder throbbed, and her exhaustion in general hit her.] [So much had happened. Her body was tired. So. Tired.]

@ChainedApostate " No you are not. " [She was looking straight at that pin when she said that.] " We- We need to get you to the Hospital, Atla. The wound could be infected. " [... To be fair, she was glad Atla was back- Even if she was very worried.]

@AFatesString [Atla went quiet for a moment, unsure of how to respond. What could she say? What had happened? What she’d become? What she’d done in the Citadel?] [The guilt gnawed at her still.] “…I’m fine….” [She murmured; but that wound in her shoulder didn’t look fine. Straight pin.]

@ChainedApostate " I.. A-Atla? " [Her usually cold voice was filled with concerned.] " Are you alright?? You look worse for wear. " [Gently, Mylin put Uzi down onto the ground and started to inspect Atla for wounds.. She did not seem to mind whatever happened in Shellwood.]

@AFatesString “It is… alright. I shouldn’t have—“ [Atla began before pausing, actually looking back at who was talking to them. Her eyes said it all. The weaver had experienced things. And those experiences had burdened her mind. Knowing Atla, she’s probably caught up about… Shellwood.]

@AFatesString [To say Atla looked worse for wear is.. an understatement.] [The weaver looked like she’d been trampled by rhinogrunds, thrown into a pile of sandworms, run over by a ductsucker and kicked by a hardbone elder.] [Also she was alive.] [+]

@AFatesString [The beast suddenly ran deeper into the foliage, leaving Mylin in the dust. She could see Uzi leap up, almost comically high, near the lake and… land on someone? The bug gave a loud ‘oof’, followed by a clearly tired groan. But who… was it?]

@ChainedApostate " I- The Park? What's going on, girl? " [Mylin rushed- the weaver being slightly out of breath as she tried to catch up. She was.. not used to running, truly.] [So tiring... And she hadn't left her home in a while.]

@AFatesString [The Muckroach rushed ahead, occasionally waiting for Mylin to catch up before darting off again. The impatience of the thing… how did Atla manage her? The beast kept yipping and whining.] [The Muckroach led her to the park? If she wanted a walk, why didn’t she grab her leash?]

@ChainedApostate " Alright Alright- let's go.. " [Mylin started to follow Uzi, a little reluctant. It could be ANYTHING that Uzi could be showing.. A muckball, or even something dead. Who knew.]

@AFatesString [But the Muckroach was fine. Somehow. Honestly… Uzi was always getting herself into trouble.] 💊🐕: “YIP YIP YIP!” [The beast kept barking, clearing wanting Mylin’s attention. It tugged on the weaver’s dress. Did Uzi want to show her something? Hopefully not another muckball.]

@ChainedApostate [The Weaver stood up, concerned. ] " Uzi! Are you alright.? Are you hurt? " [Mylin went to examine her, extremely worried. Of course she were... Uzi fell from high up!]

[The weaver, clumsy as she was, stumbled through the lower regions of Bellhart. Why was she rushing? Even she herself didn’t know.] [She ended up in the park, collapsing into the grass. Maybe from anxiety, worry, or another reason. She didn’t know. The grass was… soft.]

@Imperfect_Silk [Atla gave a small, subtle nod in thanks. Bugs kept staring though. The weaver suddenly moved quickly, before questions could be asked, towards the bell station. And the elevator that had been added next to it.] [She… needed to give the blue flowers to someone.]

@ChainedApostate [ Moire looked back at Atla, taking her arm in theirs. For comfort, of course. They still held their pin, so they were a threat- in case anyone hurt them first, of course. Couldn't trust a place so easily. ]

〖 OPEN INT. LOCATION; CITADEL 〗 [ A being walked through the halls of the choral chambers, footsteps silent. ] [ Only the sound of a long pin scraping across the floor could be heard. For defense, it was. ]

@Imperfect_Silk [Atla gave a small nod, eyes darting around. She was… nervous. One by one, bugs noticed the weaver. And she felt their gazes. She didn’t like it. The weaver took an instinctive step back, her hold on the flowers wavering.] [She felt their stares like rashes on her skin.]

@ChainedApostate " I've. . Never seen such a golden place before, that was not the citadel. " [ The Being was simply amazed. Such a vibrant place, it was almost unbelievable. ] " . . . Wow . . "

@Imperfect_Silk [Atla held the flowers in her claws like a lifeline, so tight the stems winced under the pressure. Bellhart was… unusually vibrant. Alive. Bugs of all shapes and sizes walked about, some native to Pharloom, others not. Yet all welcome. All keeping the community alive.]

@ChainedApostate " . . . I see. Let us enter, now. " [ As the gate opened, the silken phantom led Atla inside— of course, this was a place they definitely never saw before... ] [ Bronze, Gold and Silver bells... Wow.. ]

@ChaosDorito [FS didn’t like that. I don’t think any bug would. Like… it needed those arms to kill things! You know how annoying it is to pick bones out of carcasses?] [It slammed its front legs down again. Painfully so. And the… weird line thing on its face began to… wait was it moving?]

@ChainedApostate [the force sent Wrath flying back, while still holding onto FS' arms. Sending both of them flying back. They hit a wall, damaging their helmet. At least the force also dislocated FS' arms]

[Wrath stares at the other figure from across the room. Its form reminiscent of someone familiar] [It had to die] [That wretched species should all die] [A raging inferno began surrounding the whole room] [Luckily the hallway was quite large. So there was 5 minutes left]

@ChaosDorito [SLAMMED their front legs into the Wrathful creature. With the force of something that had been waiting to do such a thing for a long, long time.]

@ChaosDorito [It hissed, the ungodly sound escaping it. It’s body thrashed, like a cornered animal in a trap. Feeling its body strain and—] [Oh wait. It has other limbs.] [Its front legs of its lower body tensed, claws wiggling, before they reared up like a hardbone elder and] [+]

@Imperfect_Silk [Atla seemed confused, uncertain even.] “…” [She looked around, and hastily grabbed a particular nice patch of flowers she saw. The petals bloomed a mix of soft silvers and blues.] “…There are bugs I need to give these to.” [She explained… embarrassed almost.]

@ChainedApostate " . . One cannot be a monster, for actions which are not their own. " " Let's go inside. Together. " [ They offered a paw to Atla. To take, of course. They weren't afraid- not anymore. ]