[It isn't hurt, of course. Its body is so wholly under its control that something like a set of human jaws poses no threat to it. The part of the tendril under IV's teeth just goes solid, loses feeling.
(but it can't let its pets develop habits like that, can it?)
The dripping from the tendril stops, and as soon as IV's jaws loosen enough, it withdraws from his mouth to rest in one of Black Mist's hands. There's a mark in it, where IV bit down, and Black Mist pets it lightly with the other hand.]
That's ｎｏｔ ｇｏｏｄ, is it, IV?
[The voice is discordant, tones grating against each other when it speaks into him.
It wants to see what he'll do. How sorry he'll be.]
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Date: 2012-12-31 12:18 am (UTC)(but it can't let its pets develop habits like that, can it?)
The dripping from the tendril stops, and as soon as IV's jaws loosen enough, it withdraws from his mouth to rest in one of Black Mist's hands. There's a mark in it, where IV bit down, and Black Mist pets it lightly with the other hand.]
That's ｎｏｔ ｇｏｏｄ, is it, IV?
[The voice is discordant, tones grating against each other when it speaks into him.
It wants to see what he'll do. How sorry he'll be.]