CW don't cannibalism open inside

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WHO: Thistle and friends who like bad choices
WHERE: Thistle barn
WHEN: Day 60, after the game

[Thank goodness that ritual is over with and you can all come home to rest and relax. Right.

Ignore the crashing sounds from inside and whole bunch of purple sheep raining out from the window. They land in a pile on top of each other and are fine. Only one has a bloody handprint smeared across it's wool.]

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[shortforever]

[He's squeezed tightly and it makes him gasp out in pain, except that's a bad idea because now he can't quite get his breath back.

He tries to grab the scarf with both of his hands and rip it away from Yata, but with one half-useless arm that might not work.]

Yata, c'mon, it's me!

[pictureimperfect]

It's you - Odin, I'm so hungry, I need it, I need you!

[The scarf is very Attached to Yata in more ways than one, Odin might be able to shift it but removing it entirely will take more than just him. The skeletal claws wrap around the arm trying to pull it off and dig their sharp spiky ribs into his flesh like barbed wire, with Yata still trying to gnash at whatever he can reach]

[shortforever]

[This time he reacts when he feels the tug. He pushes outward with his power, trying to force the claws off of him entirely. Getting scratched up is fine but he would rather keep his arm, thanks.]

C'mon don't be like this. I don't-

[It would be so easy. He's killed countless people with gravity manipulation before. Pin him down with enough force and his body will rip apart.

Except that won't work, will it? Yata's a ghost. If he's torn apart by gravity he'll just exist in several pieces.]

-fuck-

[So instead he tries to disengage, shoving Yata away to try and get him to let go. He's going to dive towards the bedrooms once he escapes, so this can feed into this thread.]