Everything was a blur
Takes vision finally faded in, his senses slowly returning to him. He was no longer strung out hundreds of feet in the air. He was surrounded by a chilling cold of the mountains, but of course his body was unable to pick it up.
So he was here, standing in front of a mass of burning fur with wings stretched out on its sides.
What the hell... happened?
Oh hi Taco. I took care of the we-sa.
You were supposed to let me handle it.
Well.. the we-sa kept hitting you with dust so I had to take over for a bit.
Take fell to his knees, his emotionless gaze glued to the burning corpse, ignoring the wind that battered him and the flames.
It was just a kid. An innocent kid you heartless punk.
Oh Taco believe me, I sensed no child in that thing. Even if it was a child at one point, they were long gone after being turned into a we-sa.
Take squeezed his eyes shut and gritted his teeth, lowering his head mournfully.
I’m sorry kiddo.
What are you being sorry for? You’re not taking all the credit here are you? That’s real greedy Taco, I did this all myself.
Screw you.
Finally rising up to get moving, Take felt a weight on his forehead and something looming behind him on his tailbone.
That’s when his tail waved up behind him, and his hands flew up to the sides of his forehead— feeling short, gnarled pointed growths that were very much horns. His eyes quickly darted around in confusion, unable to find the right words as he sputtered “What, How, Why—”without actually forming any cohesive sentences.
You like them? Pretty cool huh!
“Get these things the hell off of me. Now.”
I can’t just make them go away, I guess they’re just repercussions of having me here with you. Besides— you’ll get used to them, they’re not all that bad. Plus they make you actually somewhat decent looking. You were really ugly before... like really ugly.
Then go back, this won’t work out. I don’t need you here.
Take started tightening his grasp around the horns, contemplating whether to tear them off. As for the tail, he didn’t know yet.
Did you hit your head or something? Didja forget we’re out here by ourselves in the middle of nowhere? A we-sa can easily pop out again and hand you over to Olim on a silver platter! I won’t and can’t let you shut me away Take. I will do as I please to prevent this until we return to your piteous group.
For once the demon wasn’t acting in a childish manner, in fact; he was dead serious, completely threatened by Olim’s abilities. The demon wasn’t going to allow Take’s insecurities about his new appearance to get in the way and ignore what was at stake.
Besides, they’ll just grow back if you take em’ off.
Eff this man, just shut up in there. I’m tired of hearing your damn voice up in my head.
The demon let out a boisterous cackle, This should be fun, shouldn’t it? I can finally feel what you feel, read your thoughts, smell what you smell, basically everything.
Piss off.
Take released his hands from around his horns and let them settle at his sides, visibly annoyed with his situation by the grumpy face he put on. He took the time to observe his surroundings, identifying he was definitely at the highest reaches of the mountains, and it was a little hard to breathe from the thin air.
Crap, which way is back to the settlement...?
You see that river down there? It should lead us back, or at least where there is some sort of civilization.
I don’t got much of a choice do I?
Not really, unless you want to endlessly wander the mountains forever.
Take closed his eyes and took a deep breath, mentally and physically preparing himself for the long and tiring trek that would take all night.
