Outside burnt forest ((Sieg's unconscious body)) ~~ Ladies Ward
Shrugging, the thought of killing Sieg never seemed to cross his mind. Though the opportunity to accentuate some manner of entertainment in the future blossomed quite a few different idea's, some of which he was sure would change Sieg's perceptions or ideals quite a bit. A minor feat, really. Leo thought to teach Sieg a very valuable lesson, one the holy monk no doubt already knew though would rediscover on a whole new level. A paradox of sorts, though only viewed as such by the limited comprehension of those that automatically assume 'light' equals good, and 'dark' equals bad. Such common ignorant assumptions would test Sieg against those he fought for whether it was the good fight or not.
Philosophy aside, Leo would begin his work. Now, how do most people describe evil in appearance? Demon's often get stuck with either soot black, blood red, or various other 'evil' colored skin. Red eye's often being assumed malevolent as well, along with extra appendages. Leo wouldn't bother himself with to many details, since his mischief would be easy enough regardless.
"Time for a new make over, oh holy of holy monks"
Crouching down beside the unconscious Sieg, Leo would use his one available hand to hover over the largely built monks head. Such a simple display wouldn't merit any immediate attention, though Leo didn't bother with any showy energy displays, flashing lights, or other such spectacles. Nope. Instead he'd quite simply wave his hand over Sieg's form once from head to foot, this causing a wavering mirage affect to coalesce over the warriors form. His previously healthy brown complexion rippling as Leo moves his hand into a rough pitch black texture. Should the monk open his eye's he'd find the iris's were now blood red, though without any manner of luminescence. With this accomplished, Leo would add a little extra detail work. Fashioning two demon like horns to protrude perhaps an inch and a half from either side of the top of Sieg's cranium.
This sort of transformation hinting at no manner of 'Magick' or 'Runic' affect introduced to Sieg to change his appearance. Rather Leo was working more so on an alchemist, and psionic level. Altering Sieg's physical anatomy with his pre-existing physiological body, fashioning the horns as an added growth of his skull rather then something implanted. The pigment of his skin easily altered along with the texture, as was the pigment of his iris's. For all intensive purposes, Sieg would now appear as some manner of black demon with red eyes. Humorous, since his aura, abilities, and techniques would all function exactly as they had before. A demon in appearance who channeled celestial light.
"Wonder how long you'll spend searching out who did this to you, or how to reverse it"
Brandishing an amused grin, Leo would nudge the man with his foot once more. Of course anyone with skill in alchemy, or physiological psionics/manipulation could return Sieg to his previous appearance by altering back the minuscule things Leo had altered. Yet he wondered whether the holy warrior would actually grow to appreciate his new appearance. After all, one shouldn't judge another based off such deceptive qualities as physical appearance. For those that know Sieg, his facial features, muscle/bone structure, and so forth would still be the same aside from the horns, eyes, and skin tone. Finished with this simple wave of his hand, Leo would scratch his chin a moment as if contemplating. Leaving Sieg here would probably only frustrate him once he learns of his new appearance, since the last thing he'd remember was his battle with James.
"Guess the least I could do is transport you some where more comfortable then here, huh."
Hoping back up to his feet, Leo would brandish Deception to thrust the pointed edge back into his chest. The spray of blood released appearing to freeze within thin air, drawing back along with Deceptions length into Leo's body in slow motion until the sword, blood, and wound were no longer visible. Brushing some manner of dirt or dust from his shirt, Leo would stand over the demonic looking holy monk. A bright flash of his scarlet iris's rending a fluctuating rift to render just beneath the both of them, who would then sink in gradually through the seemingly impenetrable flat black hole. Such a dimensional portal instantly transferring them to some street outside a rather large estate within the Ladies Ward of Sigil.
Allowing Sieg to be carried in part by the tangible Recondite darkness, giving the monk the appearance of being carried by some invisible force concealed within the opaque substance swimming about his new visage. Leonardo himself would continue his leisurely stride up to the front gate of the estate, waving casually at the guard posted before a patch of the Recondite element erupts from beneath the guards feet within his little station building. Suffocating the man easily enough, Leo would fluently kick the gate in with a speed break boom causing the metal to bend mercilessly rather then simply swing open. Advancing forward, the casually clad Leo would construct a barrier out of a single dimensional portal. Bending the rift around them as any that looked at them would rather see what was there only minutes previously, pending some sort of time flux as a cloak.
Once within the house, the rest blood bath would begin. Guards of course stationed around, as Leo playfully seemed to jog about in place, delivering brutal blows to the back of peoples heads, rib cages, and spines. These speed break punches, and kicks devastating the two men standing just within the front entrance. Sending them reeling through a wall together, one of which finds himself impales on some ornate trophy head of a creature closely resembling a unicorn. Disarming the previous time flux cloak, Leo would continue to demolish guards in this same brawler style. Sieg following mindless just behind or to his side levitated by the Recondite flowing across the surface of his body. Upon reaching the second floor Leo would navigate himself to an empty room, setting Sieg down on the bed to rest.
A thoughtful gesture, though with this accomplished Leo would stroll on back out into the hall way. He'd already left a trail of carnage up to where he was now, and hadn't finished just yet, especially as the Ladies Ward was home of the rich and well protected. Why though was he doing this? A second thought really, as he aimed for Sieg to wake up to his new appearance and assume in some unconscious way he'd been the one to kill all these people. At the least, he'd know that whoever changed his appearance had killed these people if he hadn't. Frivolous details really, ones Leo wouldn't bother himself with as he paces room to room to slaughter whoever was still awake. Those asleep would be spared, as Sieg wouldn't even in conflicted rage kill someone that was defenseless.
Once finished, Leo would simply exit the house. Pausing outside near the front gate a moment, he'd ponder a moment whether he could set the place on side. Deciding that wouldn't be in Sieg's best interest, he'd instead wander his way back towards the Nine Swords Pub. The itch to kill, bleed, and slaughter just hardily scratched after the blood bath within the three story mansion of sorts. No one in there had been much of a challenge, though he'd content himself for a beer at the moment. Fishing a single cigarette from his pant pocket, he'd ignite the tip with a flame conjured from the tip of his thumb. A poor parlor trick, though he didn't have his favored silver zippo on him. The path back to the pub would be a long one since he was way out in the fancy part of town, deciding to walk the distance rather then gate about. Instant travel wasn't as entertaining as good ol' fashion walking.