[Oh! In that case, he'll just assume the syringes help with the exorcisms somehow and leave it at that. Kind of odd, as are the pistols. Allen always assumed exorcists of this sort would be more partial to... Sorcery or something; perhaps long, incomprehensible incantations while waving ornate staffs around. (Don't judge him, he's not from the most enlightened of eras.) But a boy who can turn his left arm into a broadsword is hardly in a position to speak.]
Only within the Order in my world. We use them as communication devices.
[The corners of Tim's maw veers upwards again at Rin's comment, puffing up his...chest...or whatever passes for it in all his 15cm diameter's worth of golem pride. Damn right he's not a bird. Blacky gets another wary look, but Tim seems content to play nice for now.
Allen, meanwhile, is looking between Blacky and Rin.]
Oh, can you understand Blacky?
[He's starting to head outside as he speaks, tossing Tim the twig as casually as you'd throw a dog a bone. It disappears with an audible crunch.]
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Date: 2011-08-29 05:04 am (UTC)Only within the Order in my world. We use them as communication devices.
[The corners of Tim's maw veers upwards again at Rin's comment, puffing up his...chest...or whatever passes for it in all his 15cm diameter's worth of golem pride. Damn right he's not a bird. Blacky gets another wary look, but Tim seems content to play nice for now.
Allen, meanwhile, is looking between Blacky and Rin.]
Oh, can you understand Blacky?
[He's starting to head outside as he speaks, tossing Tim the twig as casually as you'd throw a dog a bone. It disappears with an audible crunch.]