. summer's play

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Who: Dimitri + Babysitters
When: April - May 2020
Where: Aefenglom, Outer City, Wildes
What: Catch all
Warnings: None (will be edited)

[ catch-all for april + may | contact @ tendopeshuu or here ]

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[Sypha certainly won't stop the lad. She's content to keep the line moving, hovering at a distance above them all to keep everything safe and sound.

Thankfully, the kids are freaked out enough that there's no trouble, and soon they are all admitted into the city's walls.

Once business is taken care of, and the teachers have the students heading back to school, Sypha meanders over to Dimitri.]

You okay? You seemed a little spaced out there for a bit.

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[The last of their group into the city, Dimitri hangs back from the children. They'll need to be going, and he's concerned about the state of his spear. Upon inspection, while the bug guts coating his blade are gross, they aren't that characteristic endless black.

He's lost many good weapons fighting shades - it's getting expensive.

Tucking his weapon away to clean later, Dimitri regards Sypha with a smile he hopes is as natural as the one he'd worn when they met. It's only a little forced.] Oh.

Didn't you smell it?

The animal they were eating must have been relatively fresh - it was overpowering. [To a hungry monster, at least.]

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No.

[Sypha's answer is simple and direct, her brow furrowing in concern.]

No, I didn't, Dimitri. I'm afraid my nose is a witch's nose, so I don't have the keener senses a monster might.

...Do you know what species you're becoming?

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[Her answer surprises him - horror crosses his face in a flash. Dimitri casts his eyes to the ground, staring at the dirt to steel his expression and focus on answering her question.

Instead of the frozen feeling in his gut.]

Some sort of hybrid. [Voice quiet, he shakes his head.] A chimera, as they call it.

I can't say what animals yet, but surely something... carnivorous.

[strongspirited]

Oh, yes. Chimera are hybrids of carnivores, usually. And that's fine.

[She smiles, patting his shoulder and pulling him along towards the city.]

It's not bad. At least you aren't going to grow eight spider legs. Or a snake's lower half.

You'll be alright, Dimitri.

//wrapping up!

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[Dimtiri takes a step when gently urged, momentum at first like a man barely catching himself falling before he reaches a regular pace. He walks on his own two feet, and while they may change... they'll still be his.

And he won't have one or eight of them - lucky.

He forces a smile, letting out a stale breath.] Thank you, Sypha.

You're an impeccable teacher - I appreciate the lessons you've taught today.

[On the flora, and a little life coaching.

It's nostalgic.]