John thought for a moment. "Yes and no. I was indeed born with the... potential, to transform, but an... activator was require to awaken the abilities that slept within my blood -- in my case, it was scorpion venom, from an... unfortunate accident. I couldn't tell you now how long it's been since I've been able to do this, but it must have been some time ago for me to remember. I dont honestly know why I would have never told you about it... Perhaps simply it never came up, in occurrence or conversation..."
He smiled then. "Normallity. Such a useless term is so relative I try to use it as little as possible." He thought again for a second. "Though I suppose most people cannot do it-- though some might challenge that speculation."
"Yes, I believe that boy could do something similar... I suspect he was also "activated". I hope hes alright, actually." he said, suddenly concerned. "I had hoped to get a chance to talk with him. I hope he hasn't gotten himself into trouble." That look he had in his eyes... That was the same look, the same killer instinct, I saw in my reflection the night she... his thoughts trailed off then, painful memories brought up from the drudge ...
He shook his head to clear his thoughts. Right, well, I suppose I should tell her, and there aint no time like the present. "Jewl," he said solemly, treading cautiously with his words, "would you like to hear a story?"
Ooc: he's going to tell her about the "incident" with Jewl's mother, Maero...
Sigh now to wait until next Saturday night at 6:00...
He smiled then. "Normallity. Such a useless term is so relative I try to use it as little as possible." He thought again for a second. "Though I suppose most people cannot do it-- though some might challenge that speculation."
"Yes, I believe that boy could do something similar... I suspect he was also "activated". I hope hes alright, actually." he said, suddenly concerned. "I had hoped to get a chance to talk with him. I hope he hasn't gotten himself into trouble." That look he had in his eyes... That was the same look, the same killer instinct, I saw in my reflection the night she... his thoughts trailed off then, painful memories brought up from the drudge ...
He shook his head to clear his thoughts. Right, well, I suppose I should tell her, and there aint no time like the present. "Jewl," he said solemly, treading cautiously with his words, "would you like to hear a story?"
Ooc: he's going to tell her about the "incident" with Jewl's mother, Maero...
Sigh now to wait until next Saturday night at 6:00...
The most dangerous phrase ever uttered in all of minecraftia: "/give honeydew 46 64"
Imaginato disciplinis cognoscere modum; sciam quid et ingenii?
My learning and imagination know no bounds; why should my knowledge and abilities?
Alchemy: [from the Moon to] Scorpio to man to eagle to the phoenix (female) [to the sun] back to Her consciousness outside the box she created.
Imaginato disciplinis cognoscere modum; sciam quid et ingenii?
My learning and imagination know no bounds; why should my knowledge and abilities?
Alchemy: [from the Moon to] Scorpio to man to eagle to the phoenix (female) [to the sun] back to Her consciousness outside the box she created.