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castle_perrault2017-10-16 10:38 pm
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Anyone who has encountered Frisk as of late will have noted they seem awfully angry. Perhaps their temper had been like this before October, or maybe it was their transformation that amplified it--but either way, they have been stalking through the castle and the woods, the strike of their hooves creating sparks and smoke, their hollow eyes emanating a dry heat.
They're a cervitaur like last year, but something is off. Their antlers look more like branches burned to charcoal, curved like horns. Their fur is dark and gray, and the patterns on them seem to be little more than white ash with the peek of red embers underneath. Their hooked staff is of black iron and ravenous red fire. Their hands are coated with soot. Their teeth, fanged, numerous, carnivorous, are shaped to always be bared. Blood and ash and bones.
Also, they're missing a hand, black ash at the end like a cigarette stub.
They radiate heat. Their scowl seems etched on their face. Frisk has been irritable for seemingly no apparent reason--maybe something's wrong? Someone should investigate before they burn something down.
They're a cervitaur like last year, but something is off. Their antlers look more like branches burned to charcoal, curved like horns. Their fur is dark and gray, and the patterns on them seem to be little more than white ash with the peek of red embers underneath. Their hooked staff is of black iron and ravenous red fire. Their hands are coated with soot. Their teeth, fanged, numerous, carnivorous, are shaped to always be bared. Blood and ash and bones.
Also, they're missing a hand, black ash at the end like a cigarette stub.
They radiate heat. Their scowl seems etched on their face. Frisk has been irritable for seemingly no apparent reason--maybe something's wrong? Someone should investigate before they burn something down.
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He finally rounds the corner and sees Frisk up ahead, and puts on a burst of speed to catch up. "Hey! Hold up a second..."
It's only when he actually catches up that he realizes who he was inadvertantly chasing. The body is different. The face is very much the same.
"Frisk! Wh-What the..." There are a lot of details to zero in on - the lack of a hand is at the top of the list. His gaze snaps to it and a hand flies to his mouth. "Frisk, oh my god. What happened?"
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They whirl around to face Kotetsu, a huff of annoyed smoke rolling from their nostrils. Here's a face they've seen around but never really talked to.
"A wolf," they say brusquely. "Bit off my hand. I've been waiting to see if it'll grow back. It hasn't."
They don't seem very concerned about it, so much as angry that it happened.
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"Where was this?" Even as he asks the question, he wonders what his goal is here. He has no powers. Won't be able to do anything to get away or even stomach any damage he takes. But Frisk is hurt. He can't not do something.
"...at least it should come back when we all change back, right?"
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"It'd better." They wave the stump around. "It's bad enough I'm normally blind. Now I've got this to deal with? I'm sure the castle is toying with giving me handicaps at this point."
They're a little inattentive to Kotetsu's concern. They'd be more appreciative if these were normal circumstances, but none of this is normal, and this Frisk hadn't even really talked to Kotetsu before now.