forum A Sort-of Lion, A few Witches, A Not-Quite Closet(malfunction). Stalkers wanted.

Started April 04, 2018 by @Ca1iCa1--Is--Tired

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Sam, being the absolute dork he is while still adjusting to having good eyesight, failed to catch the pillow and took it directly to the face. He made a muffled "Oof!" noise, narrowly avoiding spilling his tea all over the place

Lucy burst into laughter, covering her mouth with one of her hands. ”Oh my god!” she exclaimed through her laughter, her sides aching from it.

Sam sat back up again, grabbing the pillow off his face and scowling. "You…" He started to laugh. "Are a menace!"

Lucy grinned brightly when Sam began to laugh. “Mm, I think you’re just shit at catching things, Sammy,” she responded, seeing how he would react to the nickname.

He went red at being called Sammy. "You try being near blind 80% of the time and then realizing you can see properly!"

Lucy laughed softly when she realized how red his face got. “You never told me you were partially blind, how was I supposed to know?” She asked, shifting so she now layed down on her side, the pillow still hugged close to her chest.

"Well in this form I usually can't see more than two feet in front of my face. I've got alright sight in my true form," he said, taking the pillow and laying on it on his stomach

“Seriously? That sounds terrible,” Lucy responded, tone trailing off slowly in thought as she glanced away from him. “What does your true form look like?”

"Um…Scary? Almost all guardians look terrifying to most creatures," Sam said, drinking his tea

“So, pretty much not like a normal human?” Lucy questioned further, fingers lightly trailing over the pillows material.

Sam shook his head. "No. This is a sort of temporary form. Or one that I prefer at least. The intricacies of it is difficult to explain. But at least I don't look like I would eat your children in this form," he said, sliding the pillow up so he could rest his head on it a little

“Well, I’m thankful that you don’t look like that either,” Lucy responded with a faint, joking smile. She let go of the pillow for a moment, only to tug up the blanket a bit more.

"But if you must know, I look like this." He held out his hand, and his palm glowed white hot. Metal began to extend from his hand, and it took the shape of a lion. It had two tails, and its mane flamed for a moment before turning to bright red metal. It had four eyes, and several burning glyphs that looked like his tattoos lined its sides. Several dots of crystal that looked like rubies dotted its face and shoulders. He waited for it to form before reaching over and setting it on the couch next to Lucy

(Lmao)

Lucy sat up a bit, proving herself up against her elbow as she looked at the lion-like figure. “Wow… That looks more amazing than terrifying, at least in my opinion,” she said, eyes big with interest.

"Yes, well, I'm far more intimidating when I'm 20 feet tall and covered in fire."

“Twenty feet, huh?” Lucy questioned, raising her eyebrows. “Sounds just like a big, fiery cat to me,” she continued, smiling softly and she continued to look at the figure.

"I'm not a cat," he huffed, finishing the last of his tea. He set it aside, now feeling a little drowsy

“A lion is a certain type of big cat, so technically, I believe you are, Sammy,” Lucy responded, hugging the pillow close as she smiled.

"Fight me," he said, squishing his face into the pillow. He could feel himself slowly falling asleep on the floor, and at this point didn't care

Lucy chuckled and muttered something to herself, shifting slightly on the couch as she attempted to grow more comfortable. She could tell he was beginning to fall asleep, the way his energy shifted to something more calm. She exhaled softly, shifting so her back was to him. She bit her bottom lip, her mind beginning to wonder.

Sam ended up falling asleep within a few minutes, which didn't normally happen. It was probably the tea or something he idly wondered before slipping into an peaceful, dreamless sleep