He's never heard of such a thing, which should come as no surprise to Lahabrea. Even the Chief of the Bureau of the Architect was not privy to such information.
"You must tell me more of this phoinix. Either way, you look rather striking, if I do say so myself."
If Lahabrea imagines there's a flirty lilt to his voice there, well, it's because there is. He can't quite help it.
"It is where creations deemed too dangerous to be allowed free reign on the star are kept."
Why they are being kept and studied rather than simply unmade is something that Lahabrea does not immediately mention. Should Hythlodaeus ask he might, but he hardly means to spill all of Pandaemoniums secrets if it shouldn't be necessary. (And even if doing so is almost certainly moot now, given what little he has heard of the world as it stands beyond his current 'present'.)
"But as to the phoinix, do you mean this iteration, or the concept as it was intended?"
He has noted the tone of Hythlodaeus' voice, too. He isn't quite sure how to respond to it, but he doesn't seem to be asking Hythlodaeus to stop either.
There's a nod at Hythlodaeus' words. There is truth enough in the fact that such information as can be gleaned from the nature of the phoinix itself may well be beneficial. Similarly, while he knows the phoinix well enough ensuring that at least some of those around him also do surely cannot but help.
"Like the perfected creation, it is a being of flame, capable of controlling that same element. However unlike later iterations it is a being of rage. One of violence and anger."
Something that is not likely to be terribly comfortable, when it is also capable of manipulating flame itself.
"Thus far, I have noted no change in my emotions. But it is possible that such inclinations may yet come forth."
Though they will also be tempered by the long centuries of practice at controlling his emotions.
He knows, rather unfortunately, what a more emotional version of himself might look like. And that is nothing he wants to yield to, no matter how much the Natural Soul he has been saddled with tries to mold him into being that very thing.
Though he hopes it will not, for all that he knows absolutely nothing of the process by which they have been and are being altered.
"But I shall keep your offer in mind all the same."
He has not often come to people for assistance in one manner or another. But even so, he cannot imagine Hythlodaeus would have offered had he not meant it.
"Good." He smiles warmly, before stroking his chin thoughtfully.
"As for physical changes... this place seems to have sped up our Corruption significantly. Is there aught that feels like it may be different besides the feathers?"
He can see them poking out of Lahabrea's sleeves, and wonders how far they've spread.
There's a considering pause before Lahabrea answers, as he takes stock of what little he can tell by feel alone. True, he knows well enough what he looks like, but his Corruption is not yet so advanced as to be showing physical signs under most normal circumstances.
"The feathers are the greatest discomfort."
Given that many of them are being forcibly made to conform to the shape of his robes and the high collar he wears besides. It might not be severe discomfort, true. But it is still noticeable all the same. As is something else besides. Something that does not feel like the discomfort of feathers being bent out of shape.
"Though there is something else besides."
Something that is, at the very least, not outwardly visible. Though if nothing else that he has directly acknowledged might prove enough to make it more likely for him to disrobe sufficiently for that additional oddity to be made visible.
"I cannot say for certain. Not without seeing for myself."
He can guess, a little, thanks to his familiarity with the phoinix in question. But as Hythlodaeus bears the souls of morbol and elpis flower both, neither is he entirely ruling out the possibility that his own changes might be drawing on more than one source. Even if he has not seen anything thus far to suggest it.
"However, the change in question is centered here."
He indicates the middle of his chest, and therein likely lies the problem. Whatever it is is no doubt no much comfortable being under his robes than the feathers he bears.
Hythlodaeus has already seen Lahabrea bared to the world, after all. Though he is still not particularly inclined to do so in public. Yet it is as Hythlodaeus says - there is but one way to know for sure. And he supposes it's not as if he'll be the only bared to the waist.
He takes off his outer robe with the same stark efficiency as he had on the previous occasion Hythlodaeus has seen him bare. True, it raises the question of what to do with it afterwards, and Lahabrea eventually settles on laying it by his feet but it does indeed answer a number of question. Most immediately noticeable is the fact that not only is a significant amount of both arms covered in the same black and red feathers but also his neck, something that surely cannot been comfortable. His chest however, is bare... or at least bare of feathers. Instead, in the middle of it there rests a gleaming red patch of skin, in the very center of which rests a small but unmistakable eye - though it differs from the organ that rests in a similar place on the phoinix itself. If only in the fact it matches the red of Lahabrea's own eyes.
Forgetting himself, Hythlodaeus moves forward to touch the skin around the eye gently. He's careful not to touch anything that may hurt if he sticks his fingers in it, of course.
"Goodness... can you see from it?"
That is, of course, the most obvious question. Why have an extra eye if you can't see from it?
"It is reminiscent of when those growths sprouted forth, yet somehow I believe this has naught to do with that..."
There's a blink from Lahabrea, but for all that the eye does - somewhat - appear to be tracking Hythlodaeus' hand, neither does he directly object. It's strange, certainly, to know that Hythlodaeus could likely cause him significant discomfort should he wish, but he trusts that Hythlodaeus will not be so inclined.
As for the skin around the eye it... mostly feels like the rest of Lahabrea's skin - if the eye is capable of closing there is no direct indication of it.
"It is not capable of sight through normal means. Rather it appears to see both aether and souls."
Which does explain some of why he's been developing that ability, too, for all that he is still capable of it when not Shifted.
"As to its presence, the phoinix itself has a similar organ at the center of its chest. Though it differs in appearance to this."
"In a sense. It was meant to be particularly sensitive not only to aether but to souls. Though neither was it deliberately created with the ability to see souls."
Still though, it's not any surprise that the same sensitivity should manifest in him as soul sight. Even if it has taken a moment to grow accustomed to the fact that he is now able to, be it for good or ill.
There's a blink from Lahabrea at the question, and that alone should say volumes about how much he has had to deal with this, previously. Not that it's something that is any less important for it, but still, he has not had reason to consider it. Or even that it might have been a possibility, for all that he is more than familiar with the phoinix itself.
"I had not given it much thought. Though as it is yet an eye, perhaps it remains capable of shutting?"
It doesn't seem so, admittedly. But it's not like Lahabrea has made any significant attempt to try to, either.
It doesn't look like it can close but then again, people don't usually have eyeballs sprout on their chests in the first place. Who knows what it is capable of?
And even then he hadn't really stopped to consider quite what it might have meant to have something like an eye in the center of his chest. Not until just now, and he certainly hasn't thought about how it might close.
"But for the sake of thoroughness..."
There's a brief moment's consideration - longer than might typically be necessary for something as simple as closing an eye - and then it... sort of gloops shut. It's likely not particularly pleasant to watch, but it does still count as it having shut. Even if it should be in a rather unorthodox manner.
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"Pandaemonium?"
He's never heard of such a thing, which should come as no surprise to Lahabrea. Even the Chief of the Bureau of the Architect was not privy to such information.
"You must tell me more of this phoinix. Either way, you look rather striking, if I do say so myself."
If Lahabrea imagines there's a flirty lilt to his voice there, well, it's because there is. He can't quite help it.
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Why they are being kept and studied rather than simply unmade is something that Lahabrea does not immediately mention. Should Hythlodaeus ask he might, but he hardly means to spill all of Pandaemoniums secrets if it shouldn't be necessary. (And even if doing so is almost certainly moot now, given what little he has heard of the world as it stands beyond his current 'present'.)
"But as to the phoinix, do you mean this iteration, or the concept as it was intended?"
He has noted the tone of Hythlodaeus' voice, too. He isn't quite sure how to respond to it, but he doesn't seem to be asking Hythlodaeus to stop either.
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After all, it is the soul Patho-Gen decided to implant Lahabrea with, and so it is more important for the moment.
"Perhaps having intimate knowledge of such a concept will prove useful, just incase there are any changes that alarm you."
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"Like the perfected creation, it is a being of flame, capable of controlling that same element. However unlike later iterations it is a being of rage. One of violence and anger."
Something that is not likely to be terribly comfortable, when it is also capable of manipulating flame itself.
"Thus far, I have noted no change in my emotions. But it is possible that such inclinations may yet come forth."
Though they will also be tempered by the long centuries of practice at controlling his emotions.
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To be honest, not many Ancients are terribly emotional. Lahabrea is not strange in that regard. But his self-composure is indeed still impressive.
"I pray that you will feel comfortable coming to me if you need aid of any kind. I will always offer what I can."
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He knows, rather unfortunately, what a more emotional version of himself might look like. And that is nothing he wants to yield to, no matter how much the Natural Soul he has been saddled with tries to mold him into being that very thing.
Though he hopes it will not, for all that he knows absolutely nothing of the process by which they have been and are being altered.
"But I shall keep your offer in mind all the same."
He has not often come to people for assistance in one manner or another. But even so, he cannot imagine Hythlodaeus would have offered had he not meant it.
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"As for physical changes... this place seems to have sped up our Corruption significantly. Is there aught that feels like it may be different besides the feathers?"
He can see them poking out of Lahabrea's sleeves, and wonders how far they've spread.
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"The feathers are the greatest discomfort."
Given that many of them are being forcibly made to conform to the shape of his robes and the high collar he wears besides. It might not be severe discomfort, true. But it is still noticeable all the same. As is something else besides. Something that does not feel like the discomfort of feathers being bent out of shape.
"Though there is something else besides."
Something that is, at the very least, not outwardly visible. Though if nothing else that he has directly acknowledged might prove enough to make it more likely for him to disrobe sufficiently for that additional oddity to be made visible.
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"Something else? More than the feathers, you mean?"
What could it be? He doesn't know, he's never seen the Phoinix. For now, he merely looks at Lahabrea curiously.
"What is it?"
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He can guess, a little, thanks to his familiarity with the phoinix in question. But as Hythlodaeus bears the souls of morbol and elpis flower both, neither is he entirely ruling out the possibility that his own changes might be drawing on more than one source. Even if he has not seen anything thus far to suggest it.
"However, the change in question is centered here."
He indicates the middle of his chest, and therein likely lies the problem. Whatever it is is no doubt no much comfortable being under his robes than the feathers he bears.
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He gestures to Lahabrea, and then smiles.
"If you'd prefer I turn away, I shall. I'm unsure if that is completely necessary, however."
For obvious reasons...
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Hythlodaeus has already seen Lahabrea bared to the world, after all. Though he is still not particularly inclined to do so in public. Yet it is as Hythlodaeus says - there is but one way to know for sure. And he supposes it's not as if he'll be the only bared to the waist.
He takes off his outer robe with the same stark efficiency as he had on the previous occasion Hythlodaeus has seen him bare. True, it raises the question of what to do with it afterwards, and Lahabrea eventually settles on laying it by his feet but it does indeed answer a number of question. Most immediately noticeable is the fact that not only is a significant amount of both arms covered in the same black and red feathers but also his neck, something that surely cannot been comfortable. His chest however, is bare... or at least bare of feathers. Instead, in the middle of it there rests a gleaming red patch of skin, in the very center of which rests a small but unmistakable eye - though it differs from the organ that rests in a similar place on the phoinix itself. If only in the fact it matches the red of Lahabrea's own eyes.
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"Goodness... can you see from it?"
That is, of course, the most obvious question. Why have an extra eye if you can't see from it?
"It is reminiscent of when those growths sprouted forth, yet somehow I believe this has naught to do with that..."
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As for the skin around the eye it... mostly feels like the rest of Lahabrea's skin - if the eye is capable of closing there is no direct indication of it.
"It is not capable of sight through normal means. Rather it appears to see both aether and souls."
Which does explain some of why he's been developing that ability, too, for all that he is still capable of it when not Shifted.
"As to its presence, the phoinix itself has a similar organ at the center of its chest. Though it differs in appearance to this."
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He crouches down, eye to eye with it.
"Can the Phoinix also see souls?"
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Still though, it's not any surprise that the same sensitivity should manifest in him as soul sight. Even if it has taken a moment to grow accustomed to the fact that he is now able to, be it for good or ill.
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Perhaps it's something that needs a little more thought, in which case he's happy to brainstorm with him.
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"I had not given it much thought. Though as it is yet an eye, perhaps it remains capable of shutting?"
It doesn't seem so, admittedly. But it's not like Lahabrea has made any significant attempt to try to, either.
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It doesn't look like it can close but then again, people don't usually have eyeballs sprout on their chests in the first place. Who knows what it is capable of?
"You could try it now."
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And even then he hadn't really stopped to consider quite what it might have meant to have something like an eye in the center of his chest. Not until just now, and he certainly hasn't thought about how it might close.
"But for the sake of thoroughness..."
There's a brief moment's consideration - longer than might typically be necessary for something as simple as closing an eye - and then it... sort of gloops shut. It's likely not particularly pleasant to watch, but it does still count as it having shut. Even if it should be in a rather unorthodox manner.
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Name: Kazahana ???
Age: 19
Hometown: Andleton, United States
SURPRISE...! You have been visited by the ~*~FORTUNE FAIRY~*~! All this FAIRY wants to do is BRING YOU GOOD LUCK!
Little Susie in Kelesis made sure to share this FAIRY with her entire family, and she received GOOD LUCK, RICHES beyond her wildest dreams for more than TWENTY YEARS!!! This could be YOU! Don't be like Susie's cousin, Jimmy. He BROKE THE CHAIN and he ended up in a WELL! OH NO!
Pass this message onto others with GOOD INTENT. If you send the ~*~FORTUNE FAIRY'S MESSAGE~*~ to three people, your luck will grow... Seven people, you will win the LOTTERY...... Ten people, and you will be happy for TEN YEARS!!! The more people that hear this message, the better! Let the FORTUNE FAIRY share its wisdom with YOU. Copy this message and send it to all of your FRIENDS!
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yes, i believe so.
i've never seen any fairies before, though.
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but wait
do you have other fairies in your world?