With no protest at all the lamb moves to sit on his knees beside the smaller individual. He watches Splice work with a fond smile.
Evan is open to meeting new faces and can be quiet judgemental. He can be a bit sinister though
I’m fine with all sorts of replies: romantic, horror, childish, friendly, rude, etc. But anything disrespectful to the character or any communities/races will not at all be tolerated.
(Please make sure you state somewhere what you’re comfortable with when it comes to responses, I don’t wish to make you uncomfortable)
Edit:
a bit of personality for the character for those wondering what he’s like as it’s not stated on his profile.
“Evan works at the church in his village. Though not known to most who live in his small town he has a bit of a sadistic personality. Usually cleansing people of their sins in a more violent manner. However, Evan keeps a more calm appearance to those he likes or those he doesn’t want to intimidate. His pet snake is one of most importance and claims Winter (the snake) is a familiar sent to assist him in his deeds.”
The duck is small, and Evan is quick, moves to the side and grabs the small creature by the legs. He dangles the duck over Winter with a glare, “try that again…I dare you.” However he soon puts Jimmy down and walks away. No more dangerous small ducks for today.
“Oh. Take you for example. You’re a fleshie. You have organs and muscles and all that. You are a fleshie. I just let myself have the outer shell of a fleshie. If I were to ever let myself be a full fleshie, I’d have already been killed cause of lethal attacks and all that. Stuff that would kill a normal fleshie. So instead, although it hurts to do so, I keep myself in between my fleshie form and my actual form. Here, let me show ya-“
They slam the screw driver through her skin, but pulls away only to reveal the black star covered stuff from before
”see? Prevents me from getting at least killed. Just hurts.”
Evan gasps at the sudden action and though he’s one to be used to such actions as he had down it to sinners before he’d never expect someone to do it in front of him. “Oh…fascinating….please never do that again.”
Splice places the flower crown next to Evan's hand, beginning to work on another one for herself. Her hands twitch a bit, but she keeps going. Her face kind of hurts. Is she smiling? ... "..." She wants to go get ice cream, but is too nervous to ask.."
They chuckle
"Sorry-"
She turns to the wound, watching as the weird insides repairs the skin.
"But yea. Though uh...if anyone who pops up talking about dimensions and all that, don't really mention this to them..."
They chuckle awkwardly.
"Y'see, I'm-..uh.. Jeez how do you explain this? Basically, What I am is considered...uhhhhh.. "
She's trying to find a way to explain, just getting all awkward, before lighting up.
"OH! Y'know Bats? how people don't normally like them because they are associated with bad stuff and rabies? But they aren't actually bad? That's how the council and their goonies see my kind. Of course, they are right about certain people of my kind, but y'know, not all of us are as bad as they say we are."
(OOC; Sorry if I'm being too wordy)
Evan takes the flower crown and puts it on his head, turning back to Splice. “Is something the matter young one?” He tilts his head noticing the small twitches in movement.
“Like a sort of magic council? Many have told me such things, those many being close friends associated with the magic council, so I’d thought to clarify. Make it easier for me to understand.” He intertwines his fingers together and shrugs his shoulders. He seems rather tense on the subject of councils.
“I don’t need those against my Gods to approach me in order to try and follow another. You may claim mine is false but what’s the say I don’t consider yours the same?” The lamb turns his head with a rather annoyed look. His god’s, false? Ridiculous. The humanoid eyes the fellow lamb and narrows his blue eyes.
“Interesting…I might see if I can join such an event in the future. Thank you for informing me.” The nun smiles.
"meh. More like dimension travelers dictators. They just have been alive for like. millions of years? mostly cause they probably did some sucky stuff to make themselves "all-powerful". Hence why they don't like Starborns. Starborns are artificially made beings, made by essentially fusing two or more dead dimension travelers to create a monster. Looks all pretty like the night sky, but can, and in some cases will eat you. And Starborns are a pain to kill. Easy to capture when in their natural form, easier to kill in their chosen fleshy form, but in the middle? like how I am now? hard to kill. Doesn't help that we tend to keep at least one of our original abilities from the dimension traveler before us. I was just... I wouldn't say lucky, but kinda lucky I wasn't dead when the fusion stuff happened. Some think the council made the Starborns first and that's why they try to exterminate us all, not just for the fact a good chuck of Starborns have no souls and eat people."
They are just rambling at this point.