[He covers his mouth, cutting himself off abruptly with both that physical act and some awful coughing. This sucks. He is pretty sure his body wanted him to spit up 'blood' and make more Glitches, but Uai refuses.]
I'm going to lose this form. I-I could hurt you. [She's against the tree. It would be so easy to manipulate that tree trunk and trap her there. Then she wouldn't be able to move and he could rip her apart. The thought alone almost soothes a sadistic and cruel itch that is becoming harder to ignore.
The black substance from his wound is beginning to form an unrealistically large puddle. By the end of their conversation, it be about the size of a bus. Also, the size of his dragon form.]
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[He covers his mouth, cutting himself off abruptly with both that physical act and some awful coughing. This sucks. He is pretty sure his body wanted him to spit up 'blood' and make more Glitches, but Uai refuses.]
I'm going to lose this form. I-I could hurt you. [She's against the tree. It would be so easy to manipulate that tree trunk and trap her there. Then she wouldn't be able to move and he could rip her apart. The thought alone almost soothes a sadistic and cruel itch that is becoming harder to ignore.
The black substance from his wound is beginning to form an unrealistically large puddle. By the end of their conversation, it be about the size of a bus. Also, the size of his dragon form.]
Go now. Please.