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 Posted: Thu Mar 29, 2012 6:34 pm
>>Silver lightly pets Tryan's head and thinks a moment<<
I guess we'll let you think ab-
Is that Tryan Kupo?
>>A new moogle wearing glasses comes closer<<
It is! wait right here. Master Ontaros left something for you. I'll be right backy-wacky
>>Silver frowns after the moogle, but waits for his return, wondering what Ontaros had left for their friend. The first moogle looks confused, shrugs, and heads off<<
I'll tell you when I come up with something, Kupo!
Thank you.
>>A little while later the moogle comes back holding a charm. Smiling he starts to give it to Tryan, but realizes he won't know what to do with it, so shows it to Silver instead<<
What is it?
>>The trinket looked to be made out of a milky colored stone. It was a person on their knees with their hands draped over their thighs neatly and back straight<<
It will sucky-wucky out the magic-wagic kupo!
>>The moogle seemed very excited<<
What do you mean? >>Silver looked at it suspiciously<<
It will make Tryan slowly more and more human like, kupo. It will draw out the magic that made him like this.
>>Silver was shocked<< Will he become fully human again?
>>The moogle shrugged<< We will have to wait and see.
>>Silver took the charm from the moogle. It had a leather thong through it already. So she smiled down at Tryan<<
We have something for you. It's from Ontaros.
>>She ties it loosely around Tryan's neck. Tight enough it won't fall off, but loose enough it has no harm of choking him<<
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Posted: Thu Mar 29, 2012 7:08 pm
Tryan looked back and forth between Silver and the new moogle as if he was following their conversation, but of course he wasn't. He did perk up at the sound of the mage's name though. He certainly knew that word. He watches her with a bit more attention now, gazing at the funny little piece of rock. He ducked his head when she moved to put the thing around his neck and flattened his ears, but made no real effort to evade her reach.
He tucked his chin in tight, burrying his beak in his breastfeathers to try to get a look at the new thing hanging around his neck. Nothing happened. Then he reached up with his left 'paw,' grasped it with his three 'fingers' and lifted it up to eye level to inspect it. It was 'growing' little itty bitty feathers at random all over. He didn't seem to notice the scattered and out of place feathers on his own body molting, leaving a much smoother coat of fur.
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Posted: Thu Mar 29, 2012 7:14 pm
>>Silver was surprised. It's not that she doubted Ontaros and his magical know-how, but that it worked so fast!
Maybe... Maybe with this....<<
Thank you. Can you tell the other Moogle we were with I don't think we'll need his help?
I sure cany-wany Miss SilverFang
>>The moogle smiled and watched Tryan for a while before turning back to Silver<<
I guess he'll be back to chasing us soon enough, kupo!
>>Silver laughed<< I guess so. Come on Tryan, let's give you a bath.
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Posted: Thu Mar 29, 2012 7:26 pm
Tryan watched the moogle go and then obediantly jumped down from the table to follow Silver. He stumbled a little when he landed, producing several little, and a few not so little, pops and crunches. Yet, again, he didn't seem to notice. He simply gave himself a brief shake and moved on at a somewhat improved gait, following Silver happily and unknowingly to a terrible, terrible fate.
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