requitedfate: (I see you cowering in pain)
requitedfate ([personal profile] requitedfate) wrote in [community profile] damned_institute 2012-08-16 04:46 am (UTC)

Too late. There was no saving this monster now.

Shrinking down, half-feathered hands jerked back, and what was left of her pale skin sloughed off in a rush of metallic feathered wings. The grey clothing hung limp on her now one-foot frame.

Unable to make a sound other than the ruffling of feathers and a soft metallic clacking of wings against the nearby wall, the creature shook itself until it no longer was obscured by the uniform. White, marble-like eyes glanced up, the only features on the Tempest's flat face.

She fluffed her wings. Then took a wobbly step on her three-toed feet, and staggered to the side, having to flap harshly to keep upright. It was like the creature was somewhat top-heavy for its thin body. It finally managed to gain its balance, and when it did, it simply stared, motionless, as if waiting for the males to make the first move.

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