[ polaris is an idiot, but a friendly idiot. kaeya's soul is a creature that doesn't seem to want to stop reaching out, giving one last little chuff before tilting his head. ]
Though you can't just drop the name of some sort of animal I don't know and leave it at that. What's a tonberry?
[ he'll just carefully set the stave over his shoulders, drape his arms on it. ]
It's a creature from my home world. Both his other forms are, which makes me wonder just why he selected this form to take... [But that's neither here nor there. She reaches to her hip, lifting the cat from her satchel, and drops him back to the ground.
As she does, he changes forms, growing from the tiny cat to a tonberry, complete with a little rubber knife and lantern.]
He's got a little rubber knife, does that actually hurt? Just out of curiosity. I've never seen anything but a Hillichurl look both cute and menacing at the same time...
Like this, no. Not really. [She gives a little chuckle as Taf demonstrates, stabbing forward with his knife (though obviously not touching Kaeya).] But were we in the Source, the knife would be real.
I'd not seen one in person before I woke up in Cittàgaze, but they're certainly distinctive enough that I recognized the form from what of Nym I've read.
[ sounds like time to learn. he watches taf stabbing forward with the little knife... cute... ]
Ooh, see? There you go, Taf. That's the kind of boldness I like to see. Fascinating that our daemons can take the shape of things we've never seen in the flesh. I truly wonder what the choice behind this one was.
I'm not sure I want to know. [There's no malice behind it, but Alisaie folds her arms, watching the tonberry go back to its normal lurking.] My brother suggested that it was a fitting selection, whatever that was supposed to mean.
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[ polaris is an idiot, but a friendly idiot. kaeya's soul is a creature that doesn't seem to want to stop reaching out, giving one last little chuff before tilting his head. ]
Though you can't just drop the name of some sort of animal I don't know and leave it at that. What's a tonberry?
[ he'll just carefully set the stave over his shoulders, drape his arms on it. ]
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As she does, he changes forms, growing from the tiny cat to a tonberry, complete with a little rubber knife and lantern.]
This is a tonberry.
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I'd not seen one in person before I woke up in Cittàgaze, but they're certainly distinctive enough that I recognized the form from what of Nym I've read.
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Ooh, see? There you go, Taf. That's the kind of boldness I like to see. Fascinating that our daemons can take the shape of things we've never seen in the flesh. I truly wonder what the choice behind this one was.
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[BROTHERS ARE JERKS >:(
he's not wrong tho]