Wide-eyed and tongue-tied, Tal watched the casual display of magical ability with a yearning that almost ached in his chest. He shivered as the shark floated up into the air, captured and harmless at a distance, and the courier swallowed hard at the thought of what he might do with such power.
The moment passed, as it always did, with a silent sigh and a single shake of his head to dispel the childhood dreams back from whence they'd come. The General's question was clearly a test, and it was one that Tal meant to pass. He narrowed his eyes at the shark - unfamiliar beast, outside of tales and picture-book drawings - studying it for a few slow breaths.
"Smaller than I was thinkin,'" he admitted. "Except for the teeth. Those are more'n big enough. It's a fast fucker, too. Don't like the speed of that snap. The eyes are pretty small... tough targets from a distance. What are the weak spots on it?" He didn't take his gaze away from the shark this time, trying to discern the anatomy that Deimos might explain to him.
The moment passed, as it always did, with a silent sigh and a single shake of his head to dispel the childhood dreams back from whence they'd come. The General's question was clearly a test, and it was one that Tal meant to pass. He narrowed his eyes at the shark - unfamiliar beast, outside of tales and picture-book drawings - studying it for a few slow breaths.
"Smaller than I was thinkin,'" he admitted. "Except for the teeth. Those are more'n big enough. It's a fast fucker, too. Don't like the speed of that snap. The eyes are pretty small... tough targets from a distance. What are the weak spots on it?" He didn't take his gaze away from the shark this time, trying to discern the anatomy that Deimos might explain to him.
