05-12-2024, 09:03 AM
(This post was last modified: 05-12-2024, 09:04 AM by Lord Windos.)
(05-11-2024, 09:46 AM)PhantomUnderYourDesk Wrote:
Through your Bond with her, you get the feeling that your spiritual fox would very much like to be comforted a bit, the feeling she sensed giving her a mild case of the heebie jeebies. Outwardly, however, she remains prim. proper, and Alert, the very picture of a Magus' Mighty Magical Fox. If allowed, she'd also want to remain out and about with you; she would go back to her Ball if requested, disappointed but understanding.
The fragrant smoke almost reminds you of the mists and aromas your witchy friend so often loved to beguile you and other poor souls with, though nowhere near intense or unbalancing. In fact, you feel a bit purified breathing it in; not enough to count as an actual cleansing, but enough to make you feel a bit lighter. Not that it helps when you witness poor Saph's condition, but still.
Speaking of her, you now notice she's wearing a baby blue sleeping gown, and she was wearing a pendant adored with a bright and clear Sapphire. She also remained (metaphorically!) dead to the world - all the commotion not enough to rouse her from whatever plagues her so...
Mr. Gleam's control wavers as he sees you and Nirix's clearly unnerved and shocked reactions, fearing the worst automatically; your prefacing warning only magnified his growing dread.
"W-What?! Oh...oh no. Pl-please, don't tell me it's something truly vile?!"
Oh boy, he's panicking AGAIN. You decide to start with the Good News in a hurry, hoping to calm him down. It works, for a spell, with him lightening up just a tad....until he hesistantly asked for more details. Your clear reluctance to divulge them did not help matters, making them grow more anxious and fretful than ever, so you decided to Bug Bite the Bullet Punch and just laid it all out for him in the hopes of getting to the end of this spiralling sooner rather than later.
What you had to say....it caused him to put both hands to his mouth, his eyes blown wide with pure, unadulterated mortal terror for his beloved daughter. Something...something evil was inside her?! Oh no...oh NO...OH NO NO NO!!!
Then, like a stack of papers pushed off a desk, he folds in on himself, Fainting from the Bad News.
Well....shit. Your bedside manner remains wanting, sadly.
Now you got a quick decision: Trying to Revive him and continue to have his direct aid and assistance, but potentially have to deal with his Panicking and own Health as you tried to Cure Saph, or letting him remained Fainted so you can get work done quicker without having to micromanage him too.
Like the wind, I come and go as I please... but I am always there to provide a comforting breeze.
Member of Team PUNishment. Pun-pare for Struggle, make it Double Team!
Phantom is my OTP~
Online ID: 000650
Member of Team PUNishment. Pun-pare for Struggle, make it Double Team!
Phantom is my OTP~
Online ID: 000650


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