knock 'em back - o, practice

[redvox.]

REDVOX "VINNY" ABRAMO - cis male - goat-bat hybrid - harbinger

Killing was not something that Vinny was a particularly huge fan of. He never had been, ever since he had been just a kit, and it was one of the things that caused the male to be so heavily devoted to justice. With justice and fairness and balance, violence would only be needed in the most dire of circumstances, and Vin very much preferred it that way. To say that something was made to be killed or to do the killing just seemed wrong to him, and with the way that the Halls operated, he had never thought that any of them had been made by the gods just for killing things. They were meant to live wonderful lives living to the fullest, and not trying to cause trouble for others unless something unjust was going on. Still, Vin supposed that he could understand the fact that a dummy was made to be killed. After all, it didn't have any emotions or any ability to feel pain, so it wasn't as if Aslisk was trying out her abilities on someone who was actually living, and for that Vox found that he was eternally grateful. Shaking his head a bit at her words, Vox mumbled softly as he moved forward to inspect the dummy, slowly moving around it and inspecting the wild damage that had been done, "I suppose it is better than ya tryin' this on somethin' living... although I doubt ya could get your claws on a piece of prey in your current state. They'd see ya comin' from a mile'a way with your flames." He then said as he straightened up a little, eying the wyvern as he sat back on his hooves, head tilting to one side, "I guess I didn't really think about if ya could 'ave sandwiches... I'm an omnivore, so I can eat pretty much anythin' edible... although not all sandwiches're for herbivores. After all, plenty'a sandwiches 'ave meet on 'em." It was a bit of a pointless conversation, but Vox found that he didn't mind making small talk. It put him at ease, and with someone as angry as Aslisk, it was good to see her relax, even if it was only slightly.

Of course, this pleasant feeling only lasted for a few moments. It wasn't the conversation about Aslisk's powers that made him wince. No, he had actually become used to seeing the flames creeping over certain parts of her form, and since she hadn't set anything on fire since discovering her powers, he was pretty certain that he trusted her. Perhaps that was a little bit stupid of him, considering the behavior she had exhibited in the past... but he chose to believe that she could be trusted, since she had pretty much shown her loyalty to the Halls several times now. However, the snicker of satisfaction at her making fun of his pyrophobia made him frown slightly, and he glared at her for the faintest moment before getting back to the matter at hand. Small tail twitching a bit, Vinny mumbled as he watched her, "I'd appreciate it if ya didn't set anybody on fire, and weren't on fire all the time, but I understand why ya'd want some sorta protection from th'cold. Even I hate it and I've got pretty thick fur... although I think you're forgettin' something. If ya can set yourself on fire on command, then ya can also use it against enemies. Sure, things are relatively peaceful now, but we can't guarantee it'll always be that way, and havin' ya burn folks up would be pretty useful." He couldn't disagree that her having a stronger control over her powers would definitely be for the better. Not only to calm his anxiety and pyrophobia, but also because it could prove useful on the battlefield, as she had just demonstrated on the dummy.