Cinder (Abidance) Exceptional success
Dune accepted the Strix's offer of hidden cruelty for their victim with casual ease, but he could not be certain she truly understood how it might feel for the man to have his eye forcibly reinserted. No matter. It would take the eye off their hands, and into the hands of the one it belonged to, to do with as he wished. It would not matter if they got what they needed, and the agent didn't wait long to start her interrogation.
They had quite effectively softened up the man, and as the raven looked at him askance, the secrets of his ilk tumbled from his lips as easily as breathing. Rushed, hasty, desperate. There was nothing in his manner than implied he gave them lies, his heart beating rabbit-fast–but that was fear, not falsehood. The unbecoming sobbing was genuine, not an act. A look to the agent and she seemed as satisfied with the truth of his answers as the Strix was.
Pleased with their bounty, Gaius hopped forward, dropping the eyeball on the man's face and getting a small yelp out of the man. Unnecessary, really, more for his own amusement, as he picked the eye up again with his beak and jabbed it back into the bleeding eyesocket, sending a spark of magic through the organ as he did. It fit back in, but the man shrieked as tendons and nerves reconnected and the pain set in. He flailed, and the raven skittered out of range, letting out a bored hum as the man writhed and whimpered.
Grounding 3/4
Power dev. #2
Dune accepted the Strix's offer of hidden cruelty for their victim with casual ease, but he could not be certain she truly understood how it might feel for the man to have his eye forcibly reinserted. No matter. It would take the eye off their hands, and into the hands of the one it belonged to, to do with as he wished. It would not matter if they got what they needed, and the agent didn't wait long to start her interrogation.
They had quite effectively softened up the man, and as the raven looked at him askance, the secrets of his ilk tumbled from his lips as easily as breathing. Rushed, hasty, desperate. There was nothing in his manner than implied he gave them lies, his heart beating rabbit-fast–but that was fear, not falsehood. The unbecoming sobbing was genuine, not an act. A look to the agent and she seemed as satisfied with the truth of his answers as the Strix was.
Pleased with their bounty, Gaius hopped forward, dropping the eyeball on the man's face and getting a small yelp out of the man. Unnecessary, really, more for his own amusement, as he picked the eye up again with his beak and jabbed it back into the bleeding eyesocket, sending a spark of magic through the organ as he did. It fit back in, but the man shrieked as tendons and nerves reconnected and the pain set in. He flailed, and the raven skittered out of range, letting out a bored hum as the man writhed and whimpered.
Grounding 3/4
Power dev. #2