[ she has been sneaking up on people since the game's start, because she's an asshole, and nero's no different-! ...at least until she gets closer and realizes he's looking particularly cagey. ]
[ flies up to a nearby branch and then starts hopping closer. ] Nero?
[ flies up to a nearby branch and then starts hopping closer. ] Nero?
[ dark-haired and tan-skinned and brown-eyed—like she was when she was aged down to twelve, but this time she's the right size.
pause— ]
...is someone there?
pause— ]
...is someone there?
Ah—
[ she brightens, clearly, and smiles— ]
Ah, ahaha, I suppose so, this time...
...do you have feathers?
[ she brightens, clearly, and smiles— ]
Ah, ahaha, I suppose so, this time...
...do you have feathers?
Oh... sure, just a moment—
[ it's not like this has changed her physical ability at all; she grips the branches and pulls herself up, bracing her feet against the trunk, and soon enough finds purchase on something sturdy enough to hold her weight. ]
There...
[ it's not like this has changed her physical ability at all; she grips the branches and pulls herself up, bracing her feet against the trunk, and soon enough finds purchase on something sturdy enough to hold her weight. ]
There...
...going to chew my head off for being concerned, huh? [ there’s a sharp glare shot in his direction. ] How about telling me how you really feel about me, Nero. Go on, I’m real interested to hear.
...oh, right, because I came up here specifically to rub that in your face. [ she jumps out of the tree and flips her tail feathers up, annoyed. ] Real glad you think I'm *that* kind of person. [ er, monster. ]
I thought we were friends... and friends give a shit about each other, but I guess that's just me being stupid. [ she turns towards him, chest glowing as a polearm starts coming out of it. ] If you're so sure, then show me.
[ she just smirks at him and, instead of grabbing the weapon, she shoves it straight back into herself. as soon as it's gone she digs her talons into the ground and widens her stance, bracing for the inevitable impact, because she's not going to move and he's diving straight at her. ]
[ and though she tried to brace herself there's not a whole lot she could do against a speeding bird bullet. depending on what he decided to do with his talons she may or may not get scratched up, but that's never really been a concern of hers. ]
[ fluffs up a bit and turns her head to spit out a bit of blood, because, ow, she hit her head when she went down, but it's fine. she's fine. ]
[ fluffs up a bit and turns her head to spit out a bit of blood, because, ow, she hit her head when she went down, but it's fine. she's fine. ]
Page 51 of 87