Felt more clumsy that he'd had since some of the early days of SEP, an extra weight suddenly there and needing to be gotten used to. How.. solid, stable he felt, yet... Well. He'd get the hang of things eventually. Had a guess as to what had attached itself to him, and it had been confirmed with the whole medallion thing, but it wouldn't hurt to.. read-up.
Refresh himself on a piece of folklore he'd not heard of in a long, long time.
Which was why he was standing in front of a book shelf, scowling even with a book in hand.]
This barely explains the wings. [What?]
C [Reaper had found himself a place further from everyone, shoulders rolling a bit under the hooded cloak he now wore, glancing over the daggers that sat on either side of his hips attached to his belt. Really, this was quite the jump from shotguns, but he was no stranger to fighting with a knife.
But that wasn't why he was out there. Nope.
The reason he was out there made itself apparent when two large black feathered wings unfurled from under the cloak, feathers scattering a bit in the air, drifting to the ground. Grimacing a little as after that their movements were a bit.. clumsy. Still got them lowered and some parts folded in front of him to get his hands on the feathers.]
Is this some stuck shift or what?
[How do Owl.]
IV. Exploring the Index A [That was definitely a large shadow on the ground from above, but maybe it was just a bird—]
Heads up!
[The only warning before the man hit the ground, wings flared out wide with an upwards arch, and after a few seconds it was clear he'd been following a key and and been gliding in jumps from rooftop to rooftop. The key suddenly guiding him down just sort of caught him by surprise as well, said key just hanging there for a moment.
He slowly stood-] I'm getting too old for this shit.
E [It was difficult to not be curious with how he worked, but perhaps this was... a lot worse than what Reaper had been picturing in his head. After finding the place he was supposed to stay he'd gone out to explore.
The Void was... well.
Hard to place words on what could be seen, the damage and everything simply vanishing. Quiet while staring off in to that dark distance, jaw set.]
[w i l d c a r d] [make your own prompt if nothing here works!]
Reaper | Overwatch | La Lechuza (La Lechuza Bruja Folklore)
A
[This was ridiculous.
Felt more clumsy that he'd had since some of the early days of SEP, an extra weight suddenly there and needing to be gotten used to. How.. solid, stable he felt, yet... Well. He'd get the hang of things eventually. Had a guess as to what had attached itself to him, and it had been confirmed with the whole medallion thing, but it wouldn't hurt to.. read-up.
Refresh himself on a piece of folklore he'd not heard of in a long, long time.
Which was why he was standing in front of a book shelf, scowling even with a book in hand.]
This barely explains the wings. [What?]
C
[Reaper had found himself a place further from everyone, shoulders rolling a bit under the hooded cloak he now wore, glancing over the daggers that sat on either side of his hips attached to his belt. Really, this was quite the jump from shotguns, but he was no stranger to fighting with a knife.
But that wasn't why he was out there. Nope.
The reason he was out there made itself apparent when two large black feathered wings unfurled from under the cloak, feathers scattering a bit in the air, drifting to the ground. Grimacing a little as after that their movements were a bit.. clumsy. Still got them lowered and some parts folded in front of him to get his hands on the feathers.]
Is this some stuck shift or what?
[How do Owl.]
IV. Exploring the Index
A
[That was definitely a large shadow on the ground from above, but maybe it was just a bird—]
Heads up!
[The only warning before the man hit the ground, wings flared out wide with an upwards arch, and after a few seconds it was clear he'd been following a key and and been gliding in jumps from rooftop to rooftop. The key suddenly guiding him down just sort of caught him by surprise as well, said key just hanging there for a moment.
He slowly stood-] I'm getting too old for this shit.
E
[It was difficult to not be curious with how he worked, but perhaps this was... a lot worse than what Reaper had been picturing in his head. After finding the place he was supposed to stay he'd gone out to explore.
The Void was... well.
Hard to place words on what could be seen, the damage and everything simply vanishing. Quiet while staring off in to that dark distance, jaw set.]
[w i l d c a r d]
[make your own prompt if nothing here works!]