A Green Tinted Sky

[Clownpiece]

Somerled’s gaze remained fixed, staring at the soldier and the man. He did not see out of his eyes however, staying deep within his concentration. Through his concentration, the rainbow-colored element slowly coalesced, and soon it would be taking form. His other half watched with his senses, intrigued with the meeting that was going on. It’s not everyday that you witness two people from different times meeting, after all.

Sonny made special note of the soldier’s not-so-subtle preparations to leap forward and kick the shit out of the man she was facing. Push might come to shove here, and if it did, then he’d probably have to spring into action. Which Somerled probably wouldn’t approve of, given that he’d have to steal more of his magic, which gets painful. He also made a mental note to tell her to work on body control. Telegraphing that hard is bad for your health, mostly because it makes you transparent as all hell. Then, despite this obvious telegraphing, or maybe in the face of it, the man actually unloaded his weapons. Sonny’s interest only grew more intense from there, this looked like something he wanted to be a part of. Maybe, if he was discreet about it, he could take enough magic to manifest for at least a few seconds... He began his own concentration.