#codiciarey

@codiciarey

It tentatively leans into the chin scritches, its ears pinned back and the usually aggressively swishing tail coming to a halt, only for as long as the former emperor touches the sword. There is a very quiet rumble in the ice type's chest; its purrs now only expressed for him.

Oh, backsliding was never more tempting. The tunnel vision closes in. Avar knows how to treat Chien-Pao to make it absolute putty in his hands.

And he needs to know how to do it to, for were the sword to ever not consider him its ally, its lord, Arceus knew, Chien-Pao would bite the hand that feeds it.

But that thought doesn't cross its mind now. Nothing laid further from its intentions at this moment.

They had meant it to be a simple 'true form' blessing. Allowing one to take on the form of their soul and heart, which was usually nothing major. Some had such odd forms, concepts and shapes. Some were quite cute and adorable, with a wonderful aesthetic.

But as they drew away after taking Avar's face and pressing a kiss to his forehead, giving him a New Year's blessing they began to shiver.

This power would allow him to take on his 'true form' at will, but they realized this power was actually...

Superpower generator rolled as:

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They hum, the strangers golden gaze fixated on his cold, blue eyes. They don't blink even once, and maintain eyecontact without issue.

@codiciarey asked:

" I feel the two of us will be doing this dance for ages."

3, 4, 5 - o p e n

" You'll have nothing to worry about then in the next age. I have no children. " Haven't quite the time to get to that part when every disaster known to humankind keeps happening. It kind of keeps a lid on that kind of lifestyle. " I suppose I'll be breaking tradition in keeping the old Emperor of Paldea from trying his reign again. ...Unless this is some sign instead that this is our last pirouette. "

Geeta hums with a lightly cynical smile. Oh fate has it's funny way of making sure balances are put in check of great forces even at the cost of it's pawns' coil. Who knows, maybe it'll shake her deathbed in reincarnation or be gifted with the curse of immortality if he continues his warpath.

A friend? No, a possession. Not that he'd see it this way.

But that was quite alright. His majesty had always sated them oh so well. Despite it's usually distant nature, Chien-Pao greeted the ancient emperor in according fashion; with reverence and a slightly more docile demeanor. If only because it knew he was aware of it's cruel nature.

It purred almost. Rubbing it's silken, cold fur around Avar's form.