closed | i'm crooked, but upright

[wythersake]

WHO: Isaac, Coupe, Casimir, Jenin + Others
WHAT: Catchall for the month
WHEN: Waves my hands
WHERE: Kirkwall
NOTES: Addddding starters to the comments as I go. If you want a prompt hmu.

Comments

[wythersake]

Disgusting.

"Disgusting," Mused. Bartimaeus is welcome for that very important thought. He shakes the hand experimentally, considers winging it the rest of the way over the rail. Instead, heat ripples brief along his skin, not quite enough to catch to flame. Enough, maybe, to see what it does. "You don't have much of a mouth for this."

Backtalk is a hell of a thing coming from a — beak? Do fish have beaks?

[reshapes]

"Excuse you-- Ouch!" The tentacle recoils from the flush of heat, repulsed backward. The octopus, all limp twisting limbs, squirms feebly in the man's grip even as the voice that responds is very sharp indeed. "It's better than the one you've got, if those noises you were making earlier are any indication. Now put me down, or I''ll show you exactly how disgusting I can be."

As if to punctuate the claim, a selection of the creature's tentacles have begun to melt improbably, sticky limbs growing slowly more slimy and dripping the longer it's held aloft. Which isn't actually what he was going for - no, he was thinking about something showy like reforming his essence to add a few extra eyes in unsettling places or maybe just spitting on him -, but fine. Whatever. Lean into it.