Deimos
Good – he’d rather have grins and laughs than the looming tension or trepidation. Years before, he might not have even amassed those singular notions – too content to loom in the disquiet, in the unholy barrage of his own contempt and self-loathing. Alterations that had taken lifetimes and years felt like beckoning throngs of what could be, rather than some disjointed disillusion – even if it all came together in forms of stupidity and foolishness.
Smirking as she heaved the trunk, he watched as the monster bent at its knees, stumbling and fumbling, incapable of truly keeping itself contained. While the roots snagged back at Evie, utilizing the strength and foundation of his magic over her own, he shifted and culminated the powers into the unfortunate fir beast into another form. Reforged and reshaped into splintered bird parts – quite literally, for there were pieces jumbled together into nettled conjunctions – they took flight with the aid of his Air whims; intending to make Evie strive for another maneuver.
Smirking as she heaved the trunk, he watched as the monster bent at its knees, stumbling and fumbling, incapable of truly keeping itself contained. While the roots snagged back at Evie, utilizing the strength and foundation of his magic over her own, he shifted and culminated the powers into the unfortunate fir beast into another form. Reforged and reshaped into splintered bird parts – quite literally, for there were pieces jumbled together into nettled conjunctions – they took flight with the aid of his Air whims; intending to make Evie strive for another maneuver.
you're all bronze and bite
all venom and fistfight
all venom and fistfight
