Pastel-.....and just when it was somewhat interesting....
"I'm ready to shove some poke'balls so far up your rectum, it'll look like you're pregnant with alien egg babies I swear. geeeez"
Pastel-Well....shit thats gonna hurt!
You Block half with you tentacle and absorb most of the attack. Good thing it was a lower spell....
"Geeeeez freak watch it!"
Pastel-
"If it meant ripping you a new one, yeah it'd be nice! I've done worse ya'know" You grumble and start quietly charging youre lighting spell in your tail tentacle.
Pastel- Oh no, Bump this noise hes gonna lose that last eye thanks to that comment. You cant take this guy and the aforementioned irritations
"Maybe I do if you don't back up asshat! You wanna lose your last eye and some other parts, freak?!"
Pastel-You're crowded, hot and annoyed. Phaon can't control the shit storm brewing in you now. You shove everyone outta the way and march closer to the front. And then tripping and eating ground thanks to some eyepatch weirdo.
"Watch out jerkoff! You only have one eye but that must still work...
Pastel was a wanderer in space gifted with magic abilities, or....at least her tentacles were. She used to hicth-hike through the stars and, more often than not, using less-than-legal methods to get by in life. Still, it was her way and she loved it all the same. Until she found the academy...