Remove these bracelets

[drinkandforget]

Lethe knows better than to wish. She'd wished for nothing more than peace, and her planet finally found it - in the death and nothingness that follow in Galaxia's wake. But for Mnemosyne, she can't deny Mnemosyne anything. When the chance comes to be rid of Galaxia's bracelets and return to their bodies, she is there, hand in hand with her sister, ready to face whatever comes and grasp their future.

It isn’t what she wanted at all. Her skin sags. Her flesh reeks and her hand no longer maintains its grip. Her legs refuse to obey her and she lurches forward entirely without grace. Lethe is horrified to find herself in her body not as she remembers it, but as it is now.

“Our bodies...” Mnemosyne’s voice was slightly raspy as she spoke, as though it was getting caught in her throat somehow. “These are... our old bodies. Lethe..” she hasn’t quite seemed to have noticed it yet -- the smell of decaying flesh, the gobs of hair that have loosened from her head... “We can be whole again...” as she looks to her sister, her smile, usually simple and sweet -- has taken on a more sinister appearance -- her gums are clearly rotting. “Our bodies have returned...!”

(ooc: please let us know if you’d prefer a post order or separate threads, or which/both of the girls)

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[hero_complexed]

[ Harry gives a frightened yelp and jumps back before trying another spell as quickly as he can think of it ]

Incendio!

[drinkandforget]

[She goes up in a blaze. The tattered dress singes immediately. The smell of burning skin and flesh is pungent. Her mouth hangs open as though she might scream if she could make the noise come from it - but there can be no pain in a body without working nerves.

And she keeps coming.]

[hero_complexed]

[ For a moment he's frozen to the spot, staring in horror at the thing as continues on. But It's not showing signs of pain so.. if it can't feel pain then he shouldn't hold back, right? ]

Reducto!

[drinkandforget]

[It might just be a noise as she disintegrates, but it sounds like a scream, long and drawn-out and chilling.

The body finally crumbles, and with nothing at all to make it move, it finally lays still and scattered.]