He/Him
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December 29th
Cyllage City, Kalos
Moronsexual
Motorcycle Dealer
Associate
fearless hearts ablaze, no more time to waste
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Dante Telos
GEOMANCY
POSTED ON Dec 23, 2021 5:20:34 GMT
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Truthfully speaking, there was something about the scenery around them that struck a chord with him.[break] Rightfully so, he found out, as everything else began to progress in the way that it did.[break][break]
Having been near enough to note the changes of the little one, altogether, a sense of surprise and concern briefly overtook him as the aforementioned child seemed to waver faintly; his brows raising slightly at the sight of her falter, and although he, himself, hadn’t extended a hand like his companion had, his lips pressed faintly as he witnessed what he did. As the ever vigilant anomaly by his side merely ignited within another burst of energy, its trainer sought to gaze between the girl, and then the woman, and then between the shrines of which they’d interacted with, prior.[break][break]
He’d only managed to think to himself for a moment before the assumptions he’d made in silence were nothing less than confirmed. Instinctively, he crouched alongside her with a narrow of the eyes and placed a hand upon her shoulder, watching her and her condition as she seemed to find herself winded, as well, even if momentarily. ”Not entirely sure, myself,” he murmured, side eying the newfound attributes gracing her form, ”but by the look of it, it’s got something to do with the shrines...”[break][break]
And then came another bout of silence. Another bout of thought. His eyes remained upon her for several moments more (all for the sake of continuously ascertaining her condition, and although a quick glance towards her and those around them only proved to spawn questions within his mind, he was at least relieved to see her expression soften and relax just as quickly as it had strained), but before long, he slowly rose to his own feet, once more. Passing by those that seemed to extend their own offerings as a means of reference, he stopped for a moment to survey the nearby shrines before idly settling his attention upon that of the west.[break][break]
He shifted his attention towards the others yet another time, noting the sort of gifts and sights beheld of them.[break][break]
Questionable as it is, it could be pretty useful… he mused to himself with brows furrowing as he directed his gaze towards the offering bowl, once more. After some pondering, he inhaled deeply and closed his eyes, lifting a hand to his lips. Might fuck me over. Might help me live. It’s really a gamble, but may as well…[break][break]
With just a moment to brace himself, he took the more supple amount of flesh upon his thumb between his teeth; a grimace briefly settling upon his face as he bit down. Soon enough, the taste of dull iron filled his senses loosely, and before it could flood them, altogether, he opened his eyes before stretching his hand towards the bowl, watching a small, yet steadier flow of crimson join the prior offerings placed within.[break][break]
He watched it, following the fact. He braced himself. As the his draconian companion seemed to catch up with him, he glanced towards the side briefly to acknowledge it while waiting, and although the effects hadn’t harbored him immediately, it had only taken a number of paces’ worth of time back towards the woman he’d arrived with for him to feel a discomfort within his body. A worried, gurgled roar sounded from the genetic anomaly by him as he found himself falling to a knee; widening his eyes slightly at the sudden sensation burning within his chest as he shut his eyes once more. The feeling of foreign structures raising from his skin, however, were noted by him immediately. A weight of bluish, fin-like structures upon his forearms sprouting. The weight behind him rendering him faintly imbalance as a scaled, finned tail seemed to manifest from his body at a gradual rate.[break][break]
A low, hissing sigh sounded under his breath as he felt other, incoming features continue to settle upon him.[break][break]
Yeaaaah… Shoulda figured it’d be painful… he thought wryly to himself, taking a deep breath as the Dracovish by him only seemed to fret more and more. Not as bad as I thought it’d be, but fuck me, I guess…[break][break]
@geomancy [break][break] dracovish used dragon dance // attack/speed up x3[break] expresses brief worry over mielle and Eris Halla [break] ends up examining the west shrine and makes a blood sacrifice[break] currently in the process of gaining attributes akin to a garchomp[break]
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