SilverFeathers
Ruler of the Sky
Ninelle (#54d1b0)
"...that's a rather nice way of looking at it." Ninelle blinked and murmured softly, processing Qzioah's words about her appearance almost in disbelief.
A worthy battle scar. She... had never thought of it that way.
Whenever she looked at herself in a reflection, that side of her had only ever been a painful and ugly reminder of the past. So stark and jarring compared to what she once was. Faintly, she recalled that construct she once met, Ingenium, thought herself fascinating and wanted to dissect and investigate her anatomy. But as much as he helped her marvel at the feat of nature and technology she had become, she still thought of herself as an oddball. Inorganic. Something not meant to exist.
Qzioah might not have meant anything that profound or kind, but a part of the little fairy suddenly really wanted to cry.
Biting her lip, she held herself together, fortunately diverted by talk of Qzioah's odd abashment towards her simple compliment. Giggling gently, Ninelle curiously wondered if she was a newer or younger succubus to get embarrassed or shy so easily, before Yz started working her strange magic alterations again.
'Extra actions' and 'health being shared' was certainly not great to hear from a team standpoint, but a competitive game was always more fun than a stomp. She didn't care too much about winning too, as much as the cards were fun to absorb herself into.
Punches, rain, getting spat on and finally getting exploded on. As much as it was a phantom mirage and not super real or painful, Ninelle was still left sprawled out on the desk counter in momentary but drenched misery. The little cyborg fairy had to admit, she absolutely hated the feeling of liquid leaking through and sloshing around her metal insides. As much as it magically dried off only a moment later, it was very uncomfortable-feeling.
Crawling back up to a sitting position slowly, she forced a smile and looked up at the succubus. "I'm fine. I've been through worse." She hummed reassuringly, before carefully listening in on her partner's game plan and nodding. "You have a good point." Drawing their new cards, she kept Qzioah's cautious advice in mind, before noticing what had been drawn and suddenly raising her arms in an excited cheer. "Wow, what are the chances!" Matching the succubus' fingerguns with little ones of her own, she giggled almost in disbelief.
Immediately, she returned to poring over her cards, quickly trying to get the gears in the mechanical half of her brain to turn. "Hm. Think I'll stick with my original plan." Her eyes gleamed with both glee and excited machinations. "I'll play Double-Doomin' and Lingering Horror on the Wizardy Alemental."