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it's got teeth
Jun. 13th, 2016 09:53 pmOh, it's the transformation holiday again! Bahorel owes the aliens who started it a drink, if he ever meets any. He studies his choices for a moment, and then heads back up to his room to do a few last minute bits of preparation.
When he comes back down, he's got a handful of old sketchbooks, art scraps, and various bits of carving that he throws into the fire before heading back to the Bar. He sets a long needle, its end capped in a bit of cork, off to the side along with a good length of thread. And taps the viewscreen.
And then there's a grasshopper mouse sitting perched on the Bar.
A few seconds later, there's a grasshopper mouse with a sword--or at least a very sharp needle-- neatly slung over its shoulder.
When he comes back down, he's got a handful of old sketchbooks, art scraps, and various bits of carving that he throws into the fire before heading back to the Bar. He sets a long needle, its end capped in a bit of cork, off to the side along with a good length of thread. And taps the viewscreen.
And then there's a grasshopper mouse sitting perched on the Bar.
A few seconds later, there's a grasshopper mouse with a sword--or at least a very sharp needle-- neatly slung over its shoulder.
