THE GHOST IN THE SHELL \\
He's not going to press the subject of Safrin (or of getting swallowed whole), though he'd admit in a heartbeat that he's curious about it. Of course, there were those of great power in Aamu's time as well, Acquired who could do wondrous things, but most were common folk—one shift, maybe two, a dash of magic. Not.. god, how many? He checks the list. Eight.
"Lightning would be useful," he says quietly, gently tapping a nail against the paper now. Fire's supposed to be their weapon of choice, after all. And flying? That's neat. Nimble. Part of him doesn't like how this is all playing into the dragon's hands, and part of him is really fucking excited. Getting to turn into a dragon? Hell yeah, that's cool.
"And I did come to you for advice. Do you, ah.. have any suggestions for how to best utilize the dragon?" And will I go insane from spending a week as one? Maybe he should actually ask that next.
"Lightning would be useful," he says quietly, gently tapping a nail against the paper now. Fire's supposed to be their weapon of choice, after all. And flying? That's neat. Nimble. Part of him doesn't like how this is all playing into the dragon's hands, and part of him is really fucking excited. Getting to turn into a dragon? Hell yeah, that's cool.
"And I did come to you for advice. Do you, ah.. have any suggestions for how to best utilize the dragon?" And will I go insane from spending a week as one? Maybe he should actually ask that next.
