01-02-2020, 07:11 PM
REDVOX "VINNY" ABRAMO - cis male - goat-bat hybrid - harbinger
Despite Vinny's question being very much rhetorical, it was still rather interesting to have Aslisk actually pause for a minute to answer it, and he found himself listening as well. Aslisk was often so focused on something or so emotional about something that she never allowed for herself to be distracted by it, and while that was definitely useful in some scenarios, there were also some where it was just annoying as all hell. So now, to have her actually explaining a little bit about the world she was supposedly from... well, it was definitely new, and Vin actually found himself smiling a bit because of it. Well... that was until he heard what she was talking about. The mental image alone was enough to make the Harbinger's blood go cold, and his ears pinned back a little as he mumbled, still quickly following after Aslisk to the extent that, when she paused, he nearly slammed into her back, "That sounds... Bertille, that just sounds like a fuckin' nightmare t'handle or have anywhere near ya. I guess it'd make sense f'it ta need its own damn planet if it was that big... what's a life ancient...?" Yet another curious rhetorical question poured forth from Vin's mouth before he quickly shook it off, sighing a little. That was a question that could wait for another day, after Aslisk had already gotten answers to her own questions. As interesting as Aslisk's apparent old home was, it wasn't more interesting than the situation they were all currently in, even if Vox was fairly sure this one was just the result of mundane shapeshifting. Well, mundane being a relative term, of course. For now he just filed away the new information Aslisk had provided him with for later, figuring that perhaps a life ancient was like the gods that they had here.
Once they made it all the way up to his room, Vox carefully moved inside and to the side, being especially careful not to end up crushed between Aslisk or a wall, or any other unpleasant position such as that. With her new huge form, Vin really preferred to have all of his bones together and in one place, and getting in Aslisk's way at the moment would be directly counterintuitive to that. Thankfully for him, Aslisk didn't seem too focused on causing damage or harm, instead just inspecting her strange new visage in the mirror, before her eyes narrowed a little. At her first comment, Vin only picked up on her softly mumbled words thanks to his extremely sensitive bat ears. He hesitated to respond to it at first, before he provided helpfully, his shoulders shrugging a bit, "You look t'me a bit like th'dinosaurs I've seen wanderin' 'round in the old human movies 'n' books. Not quite sure what kind, but I never was real amazin' at rememberin' all the different weird names..." He then mumbled with a little laugh, attempting to put Aslisk at ease with a casual joke that hopefully wouldn't just end up pissing her off in the end, since he really did not want to deal with an angry fucking dinosaur in his building, "To... t'be honest, I kinda preferred the wyvern form too. It fit in the buildin' a lot better... although I'm guessin' you know that better than anyone." While he was attempting to calm things down, Aslisk was still on the move, already leaving his room and heading back out into the cramped hallway. Vox hesitated for a moment before following, listening curiously to what his regent had to say. Once she was done practically spitting her words, the harbinger gave a shrug of his large wings, mumbling, "Some people can change their forms whenever they want, 'n' some people can't. I dunno what causes it, but it happens. I mean, I can't change m'form at all, but I know Breena can. Plus, from what I've 'eard, it's kinda somethin' you... get better at over time? Like, goin' between the forms you have without it bein' random." That was really the most that he could offer in response to her question, since it wasn't exactly as if he could shift at all. He had tried many times to go back to something similar to his old feline form, but it had never really worked out, and just ended up with him disappointed, or his teleporting on the fritz.
Once they made it all the way up to his room, Vox carefully moved inside and to the side, being especially careful not to end up crushed between Aslisk or a wall, or any other unpleasant position such as that. With her new huge form, Vin really preferred to have all of his bones together and in one place, and getting in Aslisk's way at the moment would be directly counterintuitive to that. Thankfully for him, Aslisk didn't seem too focused on causing damage or harm, instead just inspecting her strange new visage in the mirror, before her eyes narrowed a little. At her first comment, Vin only picked up on her softly mumbled words thanks to his extremely sensitive bat ears. He hesitated to respond to it at first, before he provided helpfully, his shoulders shrugging a bit, "You look t'me a bit like th'dinosaurs I've seen wanderin' 'round in the old human movies 'n' books. Not quite sure what kind, but I never was real amazin' at rememberin' all the different weird names..." He then mumbled with a little laugh, attempting to put Aslisk at ease with a casual joke that hopefully wouldn't just end up pissing her off in the end, since he really did not want to deal with an angry fucking dinosaur in his building, "To... t'be honest, I kinda preferred the wyvern form too. It fit in the buildin' a lot better... although I'm guessin' you know that better than anyone." While he was attempting to calm things down, Aslisk was still on the move, already leaving his room and heading back out into the cramped hallway. Vox hesitated for a moment before following, listening curiously to what his regent had to say. Once she was done practically spitting her words, the harbinger gave a shrug of his large wings, mumbling, "Some people can change their forms whenever they want, 'n' some people can't. I dunno what causes it, but it happens. I mean, I can't change m'form at all, but I know Breena can. Plus, from what I've 'eard, it's kinda somethin' you... get better at over time? Like, goin' between the forms you have without it bein' random." That was really the most that he could offer in response to her question, since it wasn't exactly as if he could shift at all. He had tried many times to go back to something similar to his old feline form, but it had never really worked out, and just ended up with him disappointed, or his teleporting on the fritz.
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