by Alpha* » Fri Dec 29, 2023 7:05 pm
The creature is silent and watchful, hearing the words spoken to him, feeling the mental conversation he doesn't feel the need to be privy to. "Umagu," is murmured as the barrier twists to include himself, "Toshiro," there is another tilt of his head, blue eyes full of canny if not hidden cruelties. He's different than his hatchmate. But loyal nonetheless. "Is the one for whom he polluted his soul still here as well? The moral. " he inhales, lifts a hand, points a finger at Joridan, "the one for whom the soul bond was sung with him?" (He referring to Michael). His tongue tsks against his teeth, wishing to have a better grasp on the language he speaks.
"Worry not Umagu, your magic cannot touch me in the manner you have seen with Marathi. " Contrast tries to soothe fears of the young demi mortal, guessing them. Again his tongue darts out, wetting chapped lips, "It is possible to save him, I..." hands go to the jacket wrapped around his midsection, where something sits, straining against the fabric. "Yet a sacrifice ... would be required. " those hands, suited for war and yet still also suitable for the creation of beautiful, glorious things gently touch where the fabric strains - assuring himself that whatever it IS remains i unblemished. Safe.
Contrast does not uncover whatever the object is, knowing that the cold element would do it harm. But would the dragon know what to do with such a priceless thing? Or would the Umagu's ancient knowledge remain.... distant? He moves one hand free, steps closer, "fret not, it would claim no lives... here, the sacrifice."
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Joridan cannot read the lips of the intruder in the darkness, and he cannot hear either, but his tense position shifts when the Magic changes. He does note the finger pointed at himself and he shifts from one foot to the other, wincing. *Toshiro, i... don't think it wise that you call a hound to leave. I cannot hear his words the way you can. I can't speak to him, and reaching into this... angels'... mind... is taxing. Please, stay.*
“Thanks to all those in any kind of uniform and to those who have been in uniform.”
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