07-15-2018, 08:12 PM
[align=center][div style="width: 55%; text-align: justify; font-size: 11pt; letter-spacing: -1px; font-family: times new roman;"]∞ — Sunbeam had .. conflicting ideas on weapons. Of course they did. Perhaps one day, Sunbeam would discover something that their two halves could agree on. But y'know? Today was not that day. That day would not come for maybe even months. Now, here's the history. Sun was more prone to using their elementals, fire. That or physical combat. Meanwhile, Beam had always tended to weaponry. The dagger, specifically. .. She'd used to own one, a long time ago. Before the incident occurred. However, upon fusing, the dagger was much, much too small for Sunbeam. It'd only been intended for a cat, see. .. And the village had burned down before the new dagger had been finished.
So. This is the reason that Sunbeam perks up at Pincher's call. Weapons. Would they have what they wanted? Sun was .. a little reluctant. But there's no protest as Beam takes the lead and pulls them along. There's a skip to Sunbeam's step, and to others it is probably .. very odd to take it. Sunbeam's many legs were very, very odd to watch sometimes. Still, they march through into the weaponry room, and stop. Lots of weapons. They blink. You don't want something .. else? Sun pushes gently. Beam shakes her head. Dagger. Only that. Nothing else.
So, of course, the beast sets off to poking through each weapon. Gently picking through the daggers with a critical eye. Big. It needed to be big enough for them to hold. It'd never be as good as something hand-made for them, but it'd have to do. Shouldn't just be bland. Has to be nice. Nicely balanced, too. Beam knew her daggers. .. And, within a few minutes, she had something. Mentally crossed out the ones they didn't like. .. And then, at last, Sunbeam closes their maw around the handle of a dagger and shuffles backwards. .. Good. Large enough to not be too awkward, balanced enough that using it wouldn't be bad. Sunbeam seems vaguely smug, a contrast to their usual neutral expression. Now .. they'd just need to make a holder for it. That wouldn't be hard. Sun had made a case for Beam's dagger once, and they'd do it again, together this time. .. literally.
So. This is the reason that Sunbeam perks up at Pincher's call. Weapons. Would they have what they wanted? Sun was .. a little reluctant. But there's no protest as Beam takes the lead and pulls them along. There's a skip to Sunbeam's step, and to others it is probably .. very odd to take it. Sunbeam's many legs were very, very odd to watch sometimes. Still, they march through into the weaponry room, and stop. Lots of weapons. They blink. You don't want something .. else? Sun pushes gently. Beam shakes her head. Dagger. Only that. Nothing else.
So, of course, the beast sets off to poking through each weapon. Gently picking through the daggers with a critical eye. Big. It needed to be big enough for them to hold. It'd never be as good as something hand-made for them, but it'd have to do. Shouldn't just be bland. Has to be nice. Nicely balanced, too. Beam knew her daggers. .. And, within a few minutes, she had something. Mentally crossed out the ones they didn't like. .. And then, at last, Sunbeam closes their maw around the handle of a dagger and shuffles backwards. .. Good. Large enough to not be too awkward, balanced enough that using it wouldn't be bad. Sunbeam seems vaguely smug, a contrast to their usual neutral expression. Now .. they'd just need to make a holder for it. That wouldn't be hard. Sun had made a case for Beam's dagger once, and they'd do it again, together this time. .. literally.