Post LVII [Accidental Video]
[The communicator slowly flickers to life, covered partially by a hand. The sound of running water is apparent. A tap is on in the bathroom, and over that, the sounds of coughing.
Someone hasn't gotten any better.
And it's about to get worse.
The hand slides off the screen, Abels pale, almost gaunt looking face visible. He looks like he's about to be sick, grasping the sides of the sink with one hand in a white knuckle grip, the other splashing another handful of water into his face.
It isn't working. The coughing starts anew... but is suddenly choked off, his whole body going rigid...
Before a two tone scream cuts the air.
Huge, black wings force themselves outward, rowing the air with incredible force. His face is a mask of pain,a s if the transformation itself is something excruciating, clawed hands dragging away from the sink and leaving deep furrows in the porcelain. The sheer force of the wind in those wing beats sends the communicator flying off the sink, and it clatters to the floor as the beast stumbles back.
The once unused lights in the room flicker as the air is charged with electricity, streams of that power crackling around him, scarring the floor with black lines.
But he's still aware.
It... no he is still aware. The blinking light on the communicator is noticed... and with what almost sounds like a horrified cry, it slams a hand down over it... and shuts it off.]
[[ooc: Abel has transformed! Helping him will be up to Alucard and Washu. He won't be hurting anyone, but he will be running and hiding. Comment logs are not only more then welcome, they are encouraged ♥]]
Someone hasn't gotten any better.
And it's about to get worse.
The hand slides off the screen, Abels pale, almost gaunt looking face visible. He looks like he's about to be sick, grasping the sides of the sink with one hand in a white knuckle grip, the other splashing another handful of water into his face.
It isn't working. The coughing starts anew... but is suddenly choked off, his whole body going rigid...
Before a two tone scream cuts the air.
Huge, black wings force themselves outward, rowing the air with incredible force. His face is a mask of pain,a s if the transformation itself is something excruciating, clawed hands dragging away from the sink and leaving deep furrows in the porcelain. The sheer force of the wind in those wing beats sends the communicator flying off the sink, and it clatters to the floor as the beast stumbles back.
The once unused lights in the room flicker as the air is charged with electricity, streams of that power crackling around him, scarring the floor with black lines.
But he's still aware.
It... no he is still aware. The blinking light on the communicator is noticed... and with what almost sounds like a horrified cry, it slams a hand down over it... and shuts it off.]
[[ooc: Abel has transformed! Helping him will be up to Alucard and Washu. He won't be hurting anyone, but he will be running and hiding. Comment logs are not only more then welcome, they are encouraged ♥]]