RANCE
It was utterly strange to be considering training with his abilities. He had been able to change from 'human' form to raven and back since birth. Feathers were as familiar as bare skin.
But something about coming to Caido had changed that. Shifting forms was just as easy, but it always felt a bit strange in ways he couldn't properly define. And then there was the telepathic and empathic link the attuned shared. Even after communicating that way several times, hearing the voices of others directly in his head and having them hear him was still new and unsettling. Not to mention the emotions that sometimes came with them!
Walking up to the barracks is intimidating in the way one of the Sidhe complexes back home had been. Imposing and not built to be welcoming. Rance enters it on foot, shoulders stiff, not really sure what to expect. He sees Freina first and relaxes a bit. Oliver second and feels the tension in his spine uncoil. The second woman -- Aisha? -- he recognizes, but the serious, bearded warrior who is obviously leading the training is wholly unfamiliar.
He flashes a grin in Oliver's direction once he's seen and a nod to Freina as he joins them. "Didn't expect to see familiar faces here." He turned his attention to Deimos, resisting the urge to give the man a mock salute. No need to start things off on an aggressive note. He nods in greeting instead, crossing his arms over his chest.
But something about coming to Caido had changed that. Shifting forms was just as easy, but it always felt a bit strange in ways he couldn't properly define. And then there was the telepathic and empathic link the attuned shared. Even after communicating that way several times, hearing the voices of others directly in his head and having them hear him was still new and unsettling. Not to mention the emotions that sometimes came with them!
Walking up to the barracks is intimidating in the way one of the Sidhe complexes back home had been. Imposing and not built to be welcoming. Rance enters it on foot, shoulders stiff, not really sure what to expect. He sees Freina first and relaxes a bit. Oliver second and feels the tension in his spine uncoil. The second woman -- Aisha? -- he recognizes, but the serious, bearded warrior who is obviously leading the training is wholly unfamiliar.
He flashes a grin in Oliver's direction once he's seen and a nod to Freina as he joins them. "Didn't expect to see familiar faces here." He turned his attention to Deimos, resisting the urge to give the man a mock salute. No need to start things off on an aggressive note. He nods in greeting instead, crossing his arms over his chest.
It's beginning to look a lot like
fuck this.
fuck this.
