[ blackness begins to well up out of the ground, tendrils slowly making their way up until it's formed into a giant cloud, just above eye level. it doesn't move, doesn't speak, for several seconds, until through the darkness, whiteness shows in the form of two overly round eyes staring right at Ophiuchus , with a wide, wide grin. ]
[ the shadows slowly dissipate, leaving behind--a very small girl? guy? balancing on top of the hilt of a sword. more specifically, the sword that alya carries around at his waist. ]
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Hello.
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Why are you here?
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[ fucking.
laughing. ]
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Inhuman, snake. Not a monster.
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You can't have it.
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Have what?
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[ with the biggest of smiles: ]
He belongs to me.