11-30-2018, 03:52 AM
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[color=#7E354D]BAI SHI
" my own illusion come to be "
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bai shi sensed discordant emotions in the air, the feeling akin to lightning tracing over one's skin in that primal warning of something dangerous, that painful warning of the air splitting and the ground opening to swallow one.
they would hunt this wrong feeling, this sense, this knowledge. it felt bad, rubbing over their scales wrong and ruffling their fur as they writhed through the air with twists and jagged turns. they would arrive quickly at sephiroth's side, the guard instantly sweeping up into a coil around the pharoah. they might not approve or appreciate his sacrifices and occassional lapses in sanity, but they still cared for him as a fundamental being that made up part of the group that they called home.
they would give a breath, "sephiroth" they would call, voice rumbling through their body. they didnt know if it would work, but they would at least let him save face in front of others.
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[color=#7E354D]BAI SHI
" my own illusion come to be "
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bai shi sensed discordant emotions in the air, the feeling akin to lightning tracing over one's skin in that primal warning of something dangerous, that painful warning of the air splitting and the ground opening to swallow one.
they would hunt this wrong feeling, this sense, this knowledge. it felt bad, rubbing over their scales wrong and ruffling their fur as they writhed through the air with twists and jagged turns. they would arrive quickly at sephiroth's side, the guard instantly sweeping up into a coil around the pharoah. they might not approve or appreciate his sacrifices and occassional lapses in sanity, but they still cared for him as a fundamental being that made up part of the group that they called home.
they would give a breath, "sephiroth" they would call, voice rumbling through their body. they didnt know if it would work, but they would at least let him save face in front of others.