The closeness of her coiling body is palpable now, and he can see the way her form blocks out the sun (?) as she leans in closer. The next thing he hears is the odd, indefinable sound of her jaw opening and -
Darkness.
Wetness?
He might scream if he didn't already realize just how much worse it would make his situation. For now, all the screaming will have to remain internal.
Much to Luka's relief it's only seconds until she pulls away, leaving him a shaken, goopy mess. There's little time to process any of that before Luka picks up on the strange feeling of something still tethering him to Twelve - a strong pulling sensation from the front of his head as she retracts away.
His instinct is to reach up to feel what exactly is happening to him, but before he can reach whatever that thing is, his eyes pick up on its unmistakable, familiar glow.
"That's... my sword?" He sounds positively astonished and deeply confused.
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The closeness of her coiling body is palpable now, and he can see the way her form blocks out the sun (?) as she leans in closer. The next thing he hears is the odd, indefinable sound of her jaw opening and -
Darkness.
Wetness?
He might scream if he didn't already realize just how much worse it would make his situation. For now, all the screaming will have to remain internal.
Much to Luka's relief it's only seconds until she pulls away, leaving him a shaken, goopy mess. There's little time to process any of that before Luka picks up on the strange feeling of something still tethering him to Twelve - a strong pulling sensation from the front of his head as she retracts away.
His instinct is to reach up to feel what exactly is happening to him, but before he can reach whatever that thing is, his eyes pick up on its unmistakable, familiar glow.
"That's... my sword?" He sounds positively astonished and deeply confused.