Jul 27, 2011 02:23
[Hey! Trees! Lots of them. The Forge seems to be on the ground, facing skyward, and for a moment all there is is treetops and a white, hazy sky.]
[Then something rather large and shadowy blocks out the light. After the picture adjusts, you can see it's the tip of a very large sword, being held in one hand with perfect steadiness by someone who... may look familiar. Or would, if not for all that gold hair.]
[The expression of contempt on his face might place him, though. He looks down at the Forge with guarded curiosity.]
What a noisy box. Is there any purpose to having this thing? Or perhaps I should hack it to pieces, and see what's kept inside.
[And it looks like he might, for a moment. But then he moves the sword away and in the next instant, the Forge is moving, flipped up by the blade's tip, or a foot that moved too quickly to see. Either way, he catches it deftly out of the air and examines it a bit more closely. He might look a little different now, but his eyes are the same silver they've always been.]
Maybe you won't be completely useless. I can always use it for target practice.
!rigaldo,
yachiru kusajishi,
aximili-esgarrouth-isthill,
priscilla