redsoil: — PLEASE CREDIT! (Default)
𓃩 ("cosmically impossible to fix") ([personal profile] redsoil) wrote in [community profile] aionooc 2022-08-15 05:35 pm (UTC)

Maybe I was! You certainly were enjoying looking upon my form!

[ he crows the words spitefully, voice pitched with chaotic delight; god of war, god of the deserts, god of chaos -- while his powers were locked away, removed from his being, it didn't mean that he wasn't still embodying what he was made for.

rex comes for him, seizing at his shoulder and slinging a fist at his face; it's such a childish response to someone having had enough and electing to walk away, but it's also such a heartfelt reaction, rife with unbridled violence, that he hasn't the heart to despise rex for it. the rest of his complaints were annoying, no matter how set tried to find some degree of understanding in them ( nephthys, forgive him this once -- ), but combat was communication as well. right?

the punch takes him right in the face, where he will redden and bruise as a mortal might. it doesn't lay him out, however; be it the remnants of his ability as a demigod, or the sturdiness afforded to aions in this place, he comes back at rex with a punch of his own, aiming to wallop the young man right between his eyes. ]

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