07-28-2018, 09:25 PM
Arriana tried to answer the kid when someone else walked up and interrupted. She eyed the tiny man, a cigar in one hand and a flask in the other. A drunk, Ari supposed, and one as pleasant to be around as a sack of manure. She tried her hardest not to gag at the smell, instead taking a step away to compose herself. The chimera didn't know what specifically this creature was, but she knew the smell would kill her sooner than any of his weapons would. Standing stiffly and barely breathing, she strung curses together in her head. Claws dug deeper into her skin until they drew blood.
"He is correct, there was not much to talk about. Though I am curious - is it custom in your culture to act like talking swine?"
She directed her question to the shorter man, though she spared no time in waiting for a response before turning again to the oddly dressed man she had fallen over.
"Casshan, I'm going to assume you are a prime here, yes? One of Omni's precious spectacles? You should have access to a substance which, in theory, makes up everything in this world, including your own body. You should be able to simply create currency. Or a house, if you wanted, though I believe the citizens would protest something that was not alike every other damned building in this verse."
Blood started seeping around the claws, making her hand feel warm and slick. The Chimera could smell the sickening scent of it, masking the taste of the smoke coming from the dwarf. Omnillium or not, she still bled normally - a fact that she was none too pleased with, though it made the anger fade from her vision. Seeing clearer and thinking clearer, she lifted one hand away from her arm to lick the russet liquid off of it like a cat bathing itself. The claws and sharp teeth receded, though she doubted they would have done any damage to the others.
"I need to leave the city. I don't care what you do or where, but don't get arrested Kid."
"He is correct, there was not much to talk about. Though I am curious - is it custom in your culture to act like talking swine?"
She directed her question to the shorter man, though she spared no time in waiting for a response before turning again to the oddly dressed man she had fallen over.
"Casshan, I'm going to assume you are a prime here, yes? One of Omni's precious spectacles? You should have access to a substance which, in theory, makes up everything in this world, including your own body. You should be able to simply create currency. Or a house, if you wanted, though I believe the citizens would protest something that was not alike every other damned building in this verse."
Blood started seeping around the claws, making her hand feel warm and slick. The Chimera could smell the sickening scent of it, masking the taste of the smoke coming from the dwarf. Omnillium or not, she still bled normally - a fact that she was none too pleased with, though it made the anger fade from her vision. Seeing clearer and thinking clearer, she lifted one hand away from her arm to lick the russet liquid off of it like a cat bathing itself. The claws and sharp teeth receded, though she doubted they would have done any damage to the others.
"I need to leave the city. I don't care what you do or where, but don't get arrested Kid."