07-28-2020, 03:05 PM
DELILAH EVERGARDEN
"The Gods have forsaken us."
Metal bending was something Delilah had learned during a desperate attempt in her previous body, having to find something to replace her missing fourth leg in her past felidae body. So the call for metal, telepathy causing antennae to rattle as the large wyvern stood up from her place where she had curled up comfortably in a patch of radioactive mud dandelions, blossoms sprouting at her toes as she stepped forward and crooned a soft greeting of welcome to the other bat. They looked.. Odd, to say the least. But she had seen things far more odd than them.
"Metal, you say? I'm sure we have some.. Do you need scraps? What kind of metal do you prefer? I have a few cans and harder metal that I used to use for prosthetics that could work?"
"Metal, you say? I'm sure we have some.. Do you need scraps? What kind of metal do you prefer? I have a few cans and harder metal that I used to use for prosthetics that could work?"
tags - penned by [member=1260]ryuu-tan[/member]