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>>Silver laughed<< You're suppose to remove the skin first.

>>She thinks about doing it for him, but decides stealing his food from him wouldn't be nice. He wouldn't understand. So instead she just watches with a small smile<<

My, wherever you've been they must not have been feeding you well. You probably ate half your body weight already. Don't go too fast, you'll make yourself sick.

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>>Tyera smiles at Rinoa<<

I'd probably think the place was haunted.

>>The smile turned slightly sad as she thought about her own father and how they had worked together to build up her abilities. Then another thought occurred to her<<

Was your father also telekinetic?

>>She wasn't sure how the girl would learn to use her abilities if there wasn't anyone to teach her. Maybe like seer abilities they would grow anyway. But without guidance Tyera knew her abilities would have driven her insane<<

Tryan was a little startled by her laugh and looked up at her. He swallowed the half-squished chunk of banana he'd just managed to tear away from the rest of the fruit, peel and all, and then, just sat back. He wasn't shaped well to sit in a chair and nearly tumbled himself over backwards before catching himself by the nails on the edge of the table. He managed to balance himself for several seconds before he slowly began to continue tipping, atwhich point he flattened his ears to his head in annoyance.
With an undignified squawk and plenty of clinking from the various pieces of metal adorning him, he managed to tumble himself off to the side in a slightly more controlled manner than if he'd simply fallen backward. It was still quite undignified, not that he seemed to notice or care about any such sort of thing. He climbed to his feet with a snort, gave himself a good shake and proceded to clean himself up and preen his feathers.

Tryan jumped just a tiny bit at her sudden movement, but then, other than swivelling one of his ears in her direction in order to listen to her, he kept on pretending nothing had happened. His tail twitched back and forth, dragging the feathers across the floor over and over with a faint swishing noise. He extended his right wing partially and raised it up to get at some of the feathers underneath starting at shoulder and moving out, doing a quick inspection. By the time Silver got to him he'd reach his 'wrist' but when he did he took his time arranging all the small feathers in the strange joint, and under and around the bracelette he'd still been wearing when his shape changed.

>>Silver was smiling at his preening, but then it turned to a frown as she noticed his wrists. The bracelet disappeared into his flesh. She wondered if it hurt, he was being extra careful around there.
She wondered if anything could be done about it, if they could it would definitely involve surgery. She nearly winced at the thought. It was an odd mix of magic and medicine that Ontaros had come up with where he could cut a person open and fix an internal problem then close them back up. Silver didn't know anything of it. But getting those bracelets off was beyond her ability.
She kneels down in front of Tryan and gestures to his wrist<<

Can I touch them?

I guess you didn't understand that.

>>She sat and looked at him, letting Tryan sniff around her hand. She didn't have anything in it, so he probably grew tired with it quickly.
Then she stood. Might as well take him to the medical wing and see if they could think of a way to get those out. Having them embedded like that not only would cause discomfort in the least, it also doesn't close around it right and can lead to infection or the body will attack the metal as a foreign object and lead to sickness<<

Come on, follow me.

*Rinoa thinks a moment before she responds, though not vocally at first. She closes her eyes and slowly exhales. At the end of her breath, a very large sword blade, completely lacking in hilt, pointed and sharp on all sides appears near her, just hovering off the ground, slowly spinning in place.* And there are six more like it. *The flat of the blade on both sides was covered in runes betweent he edges.*

*Rinoa shakes her head* That I doubt very much. I still havent even had any time to practice with them at all but Ontaros believes I should do fine with them. Also you know more about whats going on, all I know is what little our host has told me.