“Alright then.” Gatecrasher said, transforming into his tank mode, then plowig through the forest, conquering tree and bush alike.
OOC: I can, but I’ll let @Jcton decide.
Spectrum grunted in frustration and looked at the other spheres, if there were any that she could lift.
“Yeah… I guess I’m old,” he shrugged. “Never really had the money or care to repaint.”
“Don’t.” she said. “I think it makes you look handsome.” She said with a joking smile.
Blight blushed, which he didn’t even know he could do.
OOC: i didn’t either to be honest.
IC: “Don’t take it to personal.” She said with a giggle. “I think scars look good on everyone. It shows character.”
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“Really?” Blight said. “I think they just exist as reminders. A mistake could make a scar, or some struggle. They just exist as the aftermath for me.”
“Yes, but they can be reminders of the good times, the bad, and the in-between. It’s the story of someone’s life.”
“Huh,” Blight responded. He searched to see if Juliana has any scars herself.
He would see almost none, except for a small one, on her neck.
Blackbeak would get scared by the sudden noise and flied away.
“Eh. He’ll come back.” Delta said.
######“I hope”
“How’d your life story give you that?” he wondered, pointing.
She blushed, embarrassed. “I tripped getting off-stage” She said.
“Was it bad?”
He could suddenly feel a small bird landing on his head.
“No, but it did sting for several days.”
“Gah!” he yelped, springing back.
It was Blackbeak, in his bird mode.
Blight, however, had never met Blackbeak before, and was convinced that a random stranger was just attacking him. He pulled his hood away and began swatting at the air wildly, most likely missing.
Juliana watched Blackbeak carefully, and tried to catch him.