Astaroth
i think i'm the devil in disguise, here's my state of mind
Astaroth does have his own space for such – typically the inside of his forearm, away from his wrist where he might apply some amount of a scent to try and block out any lingering tinges of iron (the pipe he smokes also gives way for destroying any remaining scent, adding to the whole of him as well). So as she explains, the butcher listens, nodding because he absolutely understood what that was like. “Perhaps if you did wish to wear them again, you might curate a rotation of them so you don’t lose interest?” He muses, despite very much not doing the same thing. He smelled the same each and every time – though how heavy one scent overwhelmed the others varied day by day.
As it stands, though, he has the tea cup delicately balanced through the handle on his finger, watching with glee as Charlie prods at it and it swings merrily along his fingertip, swaying this way and that. Of course, distraction comes in the scent of iron that he immediately picks up on, dark eyes leaving her to see the smattering of little droplets from her tail, which provide him with a curious thought regarding his new magic. “I would like to try something.” He hums, stepping away for a moment to set the cup on the flat surface of the shrine, angling himself just so he can lean over it and cast a shadow close enough to it that it might be able to do what he has in mind. “This is a new little magic I found.” He explains, figuring that she’d understand it’s like the dart, which were new abilities that they hadn’t harbored before.
Gesturing for her to come closer to watch, his shadow thins out around his arms – making him appear far spindlier and spidery, before the arm lifts from the shrine and smacks down at the cup at precisely the right angle to either smash it entirely, or unbalance it enough that it could tumble to the ground and shatter against the exposed earth.
SHMACK
Magic: Peter Pan | Can control their own shadow. Shadows are 2D, have a strength of 5 and can weakly effect physical objects around them (within the natural range of the shadow, shadows are flat so they can hit things, but not grab them).
Type: Grey | Rank: Basic
As it stands, though, he has the tea cup delicately balanced through the handle on his finger, watching with glee as Charlie prods at it and it swings merrily along his fingertip, swaying this way and that. Of course, distraction comes in the scent of iron that he immediately picks up on, dark eyes leaving her to see the smattering of little droplets from her tail, which provide him with a curious thought regarding his new magic. “I would like to try something.” He hums, stepping away for a moment to set the cup on the flat surface of the shrine, angling himself just so he can lean over it and cast a shadow close enough to it that it might be able to do what he has in mind. “This is a new little magic I found.” He explains, figuring that she’d understand it’s like the dart, which were new abilities that they hadn’t harbored before.
Gesturing for her to come closer to watch, his shadow thins out around his arms – making him appear far spindlier and spidery, before the arm lifts from the shrine and smacks down at the cup at precisely the right angle to either smash it entirely, or unbalance it enough that it could tumble to the ground and shatter against the exposed earth.
SHMACK
Magic: Peter Pan | Can control their own shadow. Shadows are 2D, have a strength of 5 and can weakly effect physical objects around them (within the natural range of the shadow, shadows are flat so they can hit things, but not grab them).
Type: Grey | Rank: Basic
give me destruction, tell me i'm scrumptious
i'm a fucking delight
i'm a fucking delight
