NERON
the hailstorm
He raises his eyebrows at the sight of the membrane that floods along Sunjata’s arms, feeling already the power stirring within him, and having to resist the urge to waste it now. He’s distracted, luckily, by the sheer number of shifts that reside within thre Flood, Neron scoffing and hiding it behind another sip of wine. Then, because he doesn’t want to accidentally have a lapse in concentration and spill it all down himself, the Ascended sets down his glass and slumps back once more.
”You’ve got a whole zoo in there, huh,” he remarks, his head lolling back against the sofa now, steel blue eyes over bright with the sudden urge to close them, to rest even if he doesn’t really sleep. ”I’ve been a leopard. I imagine a panther being something similar. How’d you manage with them all?”
”You’ve got a whole zoo in there, huh,” he remarks, his head lolling back against the sofa now, steel blue eyes over bright with the sudden urge to close them, to rest even if he doesn’t really sleep. ”I’ve been a leopard. I imagine a panther being something similar. How’d you manage with them all?”
