02-28-2020, 01:27 PM
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AURUM
DO NO HARM BUT TAKE NO SHIT !
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Ever since Aurum's remodeling efforts – along with the efforts of many others, mind you – in order to make the Deathless Hound tavern, the proxy had made it a habit of his to visit the place every couple of days. After all, he liked to make sure that it remained in top shape, and he also certainly didn't mind going for the occasional drink with a couple of other tanglers, usually resulting in a night of games and merriment. Today had been one of those such days, where his goal lingered within the walls of the tavern and the warmth of the patrons inside. However, the male only succeeded in getting a little ways away from his house before he came upon Leroy, along with a decrepit wagon and a rather old looking jukebox. Beck was there as well, a fact that the proxy had to keep from wincing over. However, his worry over Beck's presence was quickly replaced with shock, stepping back when the boy dissipated and reformed into the massive creature now stood before them. He hadn't even realized Beck could do that. He supposed it wasn't too surprising, given how common shapeshifting was these days, but of course the ghost had his own, slightly disturbing twist on it.
Unfortunately for Leroy – and somewhat unfortunately for Beck as well – Aurum wasn't currently in his strongest form, nor was he able to access it. No, he was still very much stuck in his new one eyed tigon form, altogether smaller in general since the form was female. Aurum was still far from weak in this form, but he found himself wishing he could help more. In fact, he attempted to make an effort to shift into his larger, usual winged form, his eyes falling shut briefly, only for it to amount to nothing when he opened them back up again. He was still stuck. A soft sigh of aggravation left him before he turned his attention back to Leroy and his current predicament. Tail flicking behind him, Aurum mused quietly as he eyed the jukebox, stretching out a paw to poke at it gently, "Pretty old thing at this point, huh...? I can try helping out too, if you need it. Not quite as big and strong as my usual form, but I can at least help with pulling... or pushing."
Unfortunately for Leroy – and somewhat unfortunately for Beck as well – Aurum wasn't currently in his strongest form, nor was he able to access it. No, he was still very much stuck in his new one eyed tigon form, altogether smaller in general since the form was female. Aurum was still far from weak in this form, but he found himself wishing he could help more. In fact, he attempted to make an effort to shift into his larger, usual winged form, his eyes falling shut briefly, only for it to amount to nothing when he opened them back up again. He was still stuck. A soft sigh of aggravation left him before he turned his attention back to Leroy and his current predicament. Tail flicking behind him, Aurum mused quietly as he eyed the jukebox, stretching out a paw to poke at it gently, "Pretty old thing at this point, huh...? I can try helping out too, if you need it. Not quite as big and strong as my usual form, but I can at least help with pulling... or pushing."
━ I'M GONNA WIN.┆PROUD. WARM. PROTECTIVE. ━
— Reggan