on being whole ;; {!ACTION}

[predatored]

[Well then. He's leaving the post office, both arms in tact as well as his eye. It felt liberating to be completely whole again. He could stretch, be more reliant and he had returned that freedom to himself. No more help from the droned wife, or from Casimiro. No. That never sat well with him. Now what to do with his regained freedom

Comments

[walkwaves]

[ Ian is doing what Raptori apparently do in their spare time, and that is climbing trees. He's hopping around from branch to branch when he spots Finas ]

Got your arm back, I see.

[predatored]

Yes, I couldn't wait any longer so I took a gamble. As far as I can tell nothing of any real use has been taken or else I would know about it.

[Head inclined back, watching him in the tree.]

[walkwaves]

[ Hops down to a lower branch, claws digging into the wood ]

Unless they took your memories. How would you know if they did?

[predatored]

Well I don't seem to be distressed about that fact, and if I can't remember what it is I should be remembering then I really don't see the problem.

[Although when he does realize what it is he lost he will be quite upset.]

[bethebetterman]

[Not unless Casimiro seeks you out first, Finas. Which he does, spotting him from behind and creeping up. Insert casual-drape here.]

Hey! Am I seein' double here, or did you get your arm back?

[predatored]

[SIGH. Despite that not making any sense at all, he nodded. Holding both arms out, happy to have a set again, fists flexing for a moment.]

Yes. I have both eyes as well now.

[bethebetterman]

[Making sense is for squares. He moves around to actually be able to see Finas' face, confirming for himself that he did indeed have two eyes.]

Aww, now what am I gonna do with that parrot I bought you?

[Snicker, looping an arm with Finas' new one.]

Wanna celebrate?

[predatored]

Very amusing, Casimiro.

[Drawled out sarcastically as he watched him, it was nice to get a clear look at the man again. But he's relaxing with a content sigh, his mood steadily improving. He had his vampirism and limbs back, they were just missing their bat form, right? Hm that wasn't too bad.]

What did you have in mind?

[wimpyvampire]

*Conrad had just gotten back from the pet store with some food for Pratchett before he notices Finas on his travel, stopping*

Y-Your arm is back...

[predatored]

[Oh, just who he was looking for. That was convenient, wasn't it.]

And my eye as well. I bartered for them back at the post office.

[wimpyvampire]

Th-The post office?

Then... what did you give up in return?

[predatored]

Considering I am in no physical pain I assume I lost a memory. But that's fine, I prefer having all my limbs than a memory.