to behold the future
rexx / med risk prompt
11-14-2022, 06:41 PM
 Scald was really on the dot about Rexx’s intellectual foundation, if there was any to begin with. Their parents weren’t the most involved in theirs or their sibling’s lives, so it was difficult to really gauge just how much critical thinking the two of them could actually do in a given situation. Besides maybe the occasional flicker of devious cunning they certainly inherited from their dad, at least. Rexx scattered the bones across the earth, and was just as disappointed as his lanky brother when the bones did not just magically turn into a spooky apparition. Now what was this, some kind of scam? The tusked boy frowned, as if trying to muddle through his thoughts to figure out just why what they did - even with the familiars’ advice - bore no fruit. Or in this case, a really coll ghost they could talk to. Scald shook his head, wondering aloud if maybe the lack of response meant they’d summon something evil instead. Rexx glanced up at his brother from his clearly super intellectual gaze into the pile, his brow knitted in concern for a few seconds before a mischevious grin curved his lips. "Ooh, maybe we’ll get to talk to a demon instead, Scald! Wouldn’t that be cooler than a ghost, technically? ‘Cause they have, like, horns and..and stuff,” Rexx said excitedly, his voice trailing off as he gently nudged one tilted arm bone from its perch on a series of tiny ribs. Was he tempting fate a little? Quite possibly so. |
