[Believable, right?? When he stammers like that? Anyway, he's staring at this dust, but the thing Merlin comes up with has him staring back, deadeyeing the man.]
What?
[How is that going to help anything, is what he was going to say... until the gears in his mind start spinning. He grabs a tiny palm full of the dust off of the floor and flutters back, up to Merlin's shoulder's height, and then tries to chuck the dust right at his face.
Well. It was Merlin's idea anyway. Iori just realizes that maybe, if it works and he turns tiny, he'll have more motivation to become large again himself instead of treating this like a game.]
( no interest, but here he is practically allowing his voice to shake with endearment. no matter, he'll act as if he didn't see that so iori will have some shame left. he was going to be such a kind person, but the moment that he throws dust into caster's face causes the servant (hobby) to cough just a little.
horrible. horrible! he can already feel himself not being himself any longer.. so when he becomes about the size of iori, but just a little taller... you already know he's not impressed.
since he's already have of what the problem is, he only keeps his main appearance, but he doesn't have to explain to iori where his wings are does he? )
Hm. You could have just admitted you hate tall people, is this what that is? ( he's standing in the dust, sighing as he shakes his head. he could use his magic, but where would that get him.. to iori wanting him to use it on him as well.. so they both suffer. )
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Mn, yes. I'll make sure to do that, but isn't fae cuter?
( with the dust being confirmed by the eyes of a full-blooded fairy for the moment, caster nods as he looks towards iori. )
If it was used against you, I wonder if you're able to use it to your advantage? You'll sprinkle it on someone, and interrogate!
( how is THAT helping? )
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[Believable, right?? When he stammers like that? Anyway, he's staring at this dust, but the thing Merlin comes up with has him staring back, deadeyeing the man.]
What?
[How is that going to help anything, is what he was going to say... until the gears in his mind start spinning. He grabs a tiny palm full of the dust off of the floor and flutters back, up to Merlin's shoulder's height, and then tries to chuck the dust right at his face.
Well. It was Merlin's idea anyway. Iori just realizes that maybe, if it works and he turns tiny, he'll have more motivation to become large again himself instead of treating this like a game.]
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( no interest, but here he is practically allowing his voice to shake with endearment. no matter, he'll act as if he didn't see that so iori will have some shame left. he was going to be such a kind person, but the moment that he throws dust into caster's face causes the servant (hobby) to cough just a little.
horrible. horrible! he can already feel himself not being himself any longer.. so when he becomes about the size of iori, but just a little taller... you already know he's not impressed.
since he's already have of what the problem is, he only keeps his main appearance, but he doesn't have to explain to iori where his wings are does he? )
Hm. You could have just admitted you hate tall people, is this what that is? ( he's standing in the dust, sighing as he shakes his head. he could use his magic, but where would that get him.. to iori wanting him to use it on him as well.. so they both suffer. )
Alright Fae, since you have wings.. lead us.