[ There's a visceral thrill in all of this if he wonders if anyone among COST's ranks truly understands.
He sees it the most in Hei, which is why he had agreed to partake in this at all. He's not the sort to generally fight with a partner, but in taking larger, more vicious enemies, the idea of it seemed far more palatable. Though he has the (likely unwarranted) confidence that he could take on even the most dangerous and vicious opponents that the stadium could throw at him, it would expose more abilities than he would like. Even a narrow victory is more beneficial to him than a resounding one, because in every action, Sebastian carries himself with the sense that someone is waiting to learn that upper limit of just how strong a demon is. The threat has never been so pronounced as the one the Regency poses.
As such, there's a special pleasure in standing victorious. The victory is narrow, even more narrow than he'd like, but he carries it confidently. Just as with Hhjh before, there's a ceremony here in appealing to the crowd. He's lowly in their eyes, and he wants to elevate himself, even if only in the sense that he would be more desirable to consume. The first bite of flesh is taken as would be expected, a deep and vicious bite into flesh that draws thick blood. But the rest is more ethereal than that when he shows part of his being to consume the rest. Inky black conceals bodies until they're no more, and while their unpleasant flavor lingers on his tastebuds, Sebastian is all smiles and contrasting elegance against the bloody spectacle. He gestures with the hand bearing Shaiy's ring enough to make his intentions clear, since his voice is much softer than Hei's. ]
To Shaiy's honor, I offer these lives with my thanks for their grace.
[ And so come the twin bows, but when Sebastian stands straight again, there's a huff of mildly pained breath that only Hei would be able to hear. He may not suffer the physical effects of poison with his form only being a facsimile of a human body, but it tears through fake organs in a way that's unpleasant. As disappointing as this is, he thinks it'll have to be his last battle in this particular arena, since COST's unfortunate restrictions leave him as less than he's meant to be. Regardless, with a straight, proud back, he nods to Hei first, and then to the exit. ]
Quite excellent, all things considered. I was almost worried, but you hold your own quite well.
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He sees it the most in Hei, which is why he had agreed to partake in this at all. He's not the sort to generally fight with a partner, but in taking larger, more vicious enemies, the idea of it seemed far more palatable. Though he has the (likely unwarranted) confidence that he could take on even the most dangerous and vicious opponents that the stadium could throw at him, it would expose more abilities than he would like. Even a narrow victory is more beneficial to him than a resounding one, because in every action, Sebastian carries himself with the sense that someone is waiting to learn that upper limit of just how strong a demon is. The threat has never been so pronounced as the one the Regency poses.
As such, there's a special pleasure in standing victorious. The victory is narrow, even more narrow than he'd like, but he carries it confidently. Just as with Hhjh before, there's a ceremony here in appealing to the crowd. He's lowly in their eyes, and he wants to elevate himself, even if only in the sense that he would be more desirable to consume. The first bite of flesh is taken as would be expected, a deep and vicious bite into flesh that draws thick blood. But the rest is more ethereal than that when he shows part of his being to consume the rest. Inky black conceals bodies until they're no more, and while their unpleasant flavor lingers on his tastebuds, Sebastian is all smiles and contrasting elegance against the bloody spectacle. He gestures with the hand bearing Shaiy's ring enough to make his intentions clear, since his voice is much softer than Hei's. ]
To Shaiy's honor, I offer these lives with my thanks for their grace.
[ And so come the twin bows, but when Sebastian stands straight again, there's a huff of mildly pained breath that only Hei would be able to hear. He may not suffer the physical effects of poison with his form only being a facsimile of a human body, but it tears through fake organs in a way that's unpleasant. As disappointing as this is, he thinks it'll have to be his last battle in this particular arena, since COST's unfortunate restrictions leave him as less than he's meant to be. Regardless, with a straight, proud back, he nods to Hei first, and then to the exit. ]
Quite excellent, all things considered. I was almost worried, but you hold your own quite well.