[ Lahabrea gently closed his hand - and Thancred would feel... a warmth. No pain, even as his form was being reconstructed so easily, as if his flesh and body was just clay.
Soon, his hand opened again, and Lahabrea was smiling. ] I am more then whole, little songbird. [ His soft nickname... was more then a nickname now. ]
[It feels strange- but not bad. Thancred shivers a little, and looks up, before giving himself a quick glance, and then letting out a sound of surprise, wings stretching.]
[ He looks down at his bird - a lot like a Yol, but with the size of a Hyur. He had needed to consider the changes needed for that so quickly - oh, his brain was back to normal. ]
Of course. I am a master of Phantomology - such changes are childs' play to me.
You don't know what-- of course you don't. It is an artform lost to the Sundering. It is creation itself. I specialize in creating new lifeforms - where others may wish to create plantlife or objects, I enjoy the challenge of designing a new lifeform.
Pure creation? [He fluffs up a little, surprised, but settles, curious.]. Oh? Of building them- and making sure they live as they ought to? Other birds- and other beasts?
Yes, beasts as well. I'm certain you've heard of some of them - horses, felines, canines... all descended from creatures I made. [ While he talks, Lahabrea moves - and he shifts as well, to another of the bird-like beasts. So they're on equal footing again. ]
I have, of course. That many… well. That's incredible. [He makes a surprised sound, and shifts closer- beginning to nibble at Lahabrea's feathers, curious.]. And then- you can change yourself as well?
I could do anything with it, Thancred. [ His tone is serious, before he nuzzles into the other. ] Except for save our people. Even Zodiark could not - our foolish plan.
It was. [ Oh, he enjoyed this sensation. A smile was on his bird-like face right now. ] Almost as desperate as when your... mentor? Tried to bring forward the Twelve.
[He gives a surprised sound- but this lets him wrap his arms around Lahabrea.] Which sounds like a good thing to me! Certainly I hope to see your wit being exercised soon.
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[ He offered out a hand for Thancred. Gesturing for him to stand in it. ]
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[Oh- it feels strange, when he's so much larger…. But Thancred steps up into Lahabrea's hand, curious.]
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Soon, his hand opened again, and Lahabrea was smiling. ] I am more then whole, little songbird. [ His soft nickname... was more then a nickname now. ]
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What- you could do this? Can do this?
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Of course. I am a master of Phantomology - such changes are childs' play to me.
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Phantomology… is that what this is? What else can you do with it?
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I could teach you.
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[He pauses for a moment.] You could? I- yes. I'd like to learn that. There's- well. You could do a lot with it, hm?
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I still miss how it was before, though. All of us had this ability - and we created. We only knew peace, Thancred.
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It sounds magnificent. Like a dream…. Somewhere like that- I think it would be wonderful to see.
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Hahaha... it's so different, Thancred. [ Quite suddenly, they're back to people. ] I have my wits back.
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