Ancient of Days [ACTIVE]

[phantasmalblade]

Characters: Archturous, Zeke.
Content: Archturous breaks free from her arboreal prison.
Setting: Inside a tree, initially, then wandering about.
Warnings: Um, sheer 1337 awesomeness?

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[phantasmalblade]

Archturous' body turned seamlessly, flowing from one action to the next. A slight shift in balance and she her body was both in a defensive crouch and had her cursed arm in the ready position, in case she needed to defend. The Lamassu looked at the creature before them, and was rather perplexed, for no where on the hundreds of worlds that he had traveled to had he seen something quite like what was in front of him now. It was not a person, but also not an animal. A hybrid of sorts? Archturous' mouth pulled at the corners as the brow creased slightly.

After a moment of tense silence, the Lamassu decided that the creature looked like it might be intelligent enough to understand speech. "I mean you no immediate harm, and if you can agree to reciprocate, then I believe we might both be able to relieve our stances slightly."

Legion flowed forward, testing the air around the new creature. It didn't feel psychic to them, perhaps it was not able to sense them? Legion looked in on itself, at the many pairs of eyes that hid in its depths, and then turned to look at the Lamassu. "Not a mental threat... but seems formidable if provoked..." Legion moved back, pulling itself and its many members back inside Archturous, insider her nourishing blood. "If it talks... might know place to rest? Food? If not..." Legion raised many eyebrows and hundreds of eyes darted to the glowing curse symbols on Arch's arm.