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[clockarmageddon.livejournal.com]

The clock is really whizzing forward today. After the large sacrifice last night, it's got a lot of ground to make up if it's going to reach the 10 by the time the quake is happening.

The note asking for sacrifices is still up, as is the note asking for signups for the ground assault.

And beside the clock, Urza himself still sits. Planeswalkers do not actually require sleep, or food, or any of those mortal trappings, so he hasn't moved, and has no plans to until the final possible moment.

[ooc: multi"pup" post! You can interact with the clock, talk to Urza, or just sign up on the note. All in one convienient, easy-to-use entrance post.]

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[clockarmageddon.livejournal.com]

The clock stops, almost before the words are done. After the previous night's sacrifice, the offering of magic is a fix to a junkie.

The hum builds, and the shock discharges, dancing along the boy's skin briefly.

As offerings go, it is not the most selfless, judging by the emotion behind the request. However, there is enough pain in the giving that the hand pushes back a fair distance before the ticking resumes.

Beside the clock, Urza nods, closing his eyes briefly. "Thank you, young man. It may be that your offering gives us the time we need to see this thing destroyed."

[withamagicword]

Billy looks up at him, shuddering.

"I hope so. For better or worse... I just gave everything that made me who I was."

He turns for a minute and looks at the Door, which, before his eyes, ripples and vanishes. He closes his eyes and then nods.

"For better or worse."

He nods to the man again and walks back toward Cassie, bnot sure how he feels or what he will do now.

[janetsdaughter.livejournal.com]

Cassie watches the entire thing with extremely worried and anxious eyes. When he comes back she rushes towards him a little. She touches his arm and searches for his eyes and wants to hug him and hold him but isn't sure how much he'd be comfortable with here and now and and so she flails inwardly and just hopes she's giving off some type of comforting vibe.

[withamagicword]

He shivers and reaches for her. He pulls her close, body shuddering. He hasnt always been fond of his magic, but now? Now that he can feel it's absence? It is kicking like nothing else. He shudders again and buries his face in her hair, holding her tight.

[janetsdaughter.livejournal.com]

She holds him tight, rubbing his back a little while making comforting noises.

[withamagicword]

"Thank God...I dont... I dont know what I would do if you werent..."

He holds on tight just feeling her close, hearing her heartbeat and shivering.

"I dont regret it, but I still feel like.... part of me is gone..."

[janetsdaughter.livejournal.com]

She kisses his cheek.

""

[withamagicword]

He shivers and holds her close, then leans up to kiss her.

"Thank you for being here for me...can we just go and ... sit somewhere... alone? I dont... I dont want to be aroudn everyone right now, anyone, but you, really."

[janetsdaughter.livejournal.com]

She nods and gently leads him inside and up the stairs to his room (http://janetsdaughter.livejournal.com/5456.html).