05-09-2016, 01:58 PM
"Evil requires no reason."
The little demon is interesting to him, but Ryss has long been his first priority. Ever since their remeeting in the Field when she was feeling wild, she had been on his mind. Ever since the little Dare-baby had grown up into Rys, she had been with him. He felt that tingle when they touched, it all but set his body on fire, even now, even when she was so tired and sore. He still wanted her, would always want her. But he sets it aside, the little demon eyeing the blood on his lips and he can only smirk. "I think that might be a little bit of both of us."
The unblinking eyes of his son are studying him. It makes Pazuzu wonder what is going on in that tiny newborn brain. For now though, he sets it side, those black eyes of his landing on Ryss where he drags his lips across her back and her shoulder. He touches her haunches with his lips and sends healing (it's so white and not him) into her body. He heals her afterbirth, heals all the aches and pains and just general weariness that she has.
No need for a nap now, her body should be bursting with energy.
Once he feels she is healed enough, he stops. And then he sneezes, shaking his body to rid himself of the white magic he had just used. He steps away from her, turning those eyes onto the brush nearby. A black dart zooms from his body, slamming into the rabbit that had started to run. Shadows encompass it, ridding it of hair, until it is only the muscles and the veins that are showing.
"Come Tycho." He says, knowing the boy would find an interest in this. He looks over his shoulder at Rys and smirks at her. "All good?" He fucking hopes so, the thought of using any more of that white magic gives him creeps.
Once the boy toddles over to him, not to far but far enough to work those newborn legs of his, he uses a tendrils of magic to work as fingers. "See here, how the muscle connects with the tendons?" And on he goes once the boy acknowledges him on all the anatomy of a rabbit. He peels away the muscles, shows the boy all kind of interesting things with how their bodies work. He peels away everything down to the bones, and keeps up a commentary the whole time, pausing to meet Tycho's eyes now and again to make sure he was keeping up and understanding.
"Underneath, we are all really similar." Pazuzu smiles and when he does so, his black fur is gone and he is nothing but muscle and sinew, his eyes rolling down to his boy. "See?"
The unblinking eyes of his son are studying him. It makes Pazuzu wonder what is going on in that tiny newborn brain. For now though, he sets it side, those black eyes of his landing on Ryss where he drags his lips across her back and her shoulder. He touches her haunches with his lips and sends healing (it's so white and not him) into her body. He heals her afterbirth, heals all the aches and pains and just general weariness that she has.
No need for a nap now, her body should be bursting with energy.
Once he feels she is healed enough, he stops. And then he sneezes, shaking his body to rid himself of the white magic he had just used. He steps away from her, turning those eyes onto the brush nearby. A black dart zooms from his body, slamming into the rabbit that had started to run. Shadows encompass it, ridding it of hair, until it is only the muscles and the veins that are showing.
"Come Tycho." He says, knowing the boy would find an interest in this. He looks over his shoulder at Rys and smirks at her. "All good?" He fucking hopes so, the thought of using any more of that white magic gives him creeps.
Once the boy toddles over to him, not to far but far enough to work those newborn legs of his, he uses a tendrils of magic to work as fingers. "See here, how the muscle connects with the tendons?" And on he goes once the boy acknowledges him on all the anatomy of a rabbit. He peels away the muscles, shows the boy all kind of interesting things with how their bodies work. He peels away everything down to the bones, and keeps up a commentary the whole time, pausing to meet Tycho's eyes now and again to make sure he was keeping up and understanding.
"Underneath, we are all really similar." Pazuzu smiles and when he does so, his black fur is gone and he is nothing but muscle and sinew, his eyes rolling down to his boy. "See?"
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