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astarion ([personal profile] ancunin) wrote in [community profile] abraxaslogs 2024-09-25 03:23 am (UTC)

Sending. Message. Whatever.
[ He comes from a realm that has names for spells like this, but he doesn't actually pay attention to what the other Summoned call their mind-script.

Anyway, that's the least important part.

Now that he's fairly certain Jacob isn't going to fling him out the window, Batstarion scrambles back down his arm and settles on the worktable, his fur fluffed out aggressively in all directions. ]
Don't you think if I did I wouldn't be I would have done so already? Gods above, I swear you people -
[ Whatever insult he meant to throw is interrupted unceremoniously by an invisible and silent timer for this transformation spell.

In the blink of an eye Jacob will go from staring at a puffball with wings to a pale man (thankfully still clothed) stretched haphazardly on his stomach across the table, wide-eyed and confused, the items on said table very suddenly displaced onto the floor to roll about. ]


Ah... [ he glances up ungracefully at Jacob. ] Hello.

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