. . . Yeah. I guess you've never seen it. But I used to be able to take the shape of any animal I'd studied the essence of.
[He layers some more spirits and adds a bit of a mixer. Then with a snap of his fingers, a tiny fire-cat leaps up from the liquid with a tiny mew! — and gracefully dissolves into embers.]
One time? Before I met Billie or Tuck, I rented myself out as a horse for awhile. As far as anybody in town knew, I was a regular work animal. [He traces a finger along the edge of the glass, leaving bits of decorative, frosted glass in its wake.]
This one dude, though — he was a mean old man. He barely wanted anything to do with anybody, and he stank of alcohol more often than not. You could tell he was miserable. [ Finally, he places the drink in front of Obi-Wan, his expression soft.]
But when he saw me at the stables, his eyes lit up like a kid on Charles Eve.
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[He layers some more spirits and adds a bit of a mixer. Then with a snap of his fingers, a tiny fire-cat leaps up from the liquid with a tiny mew! — and gracefully dissolves into embers.]
One time? Before I met Billie or Tuck, I rented myself out as a horse for awhile. As far as anybody in town knew, I was a regular work animal. [He traces a finger along the edge of the glass, leaving bits of decorative, frosted glass in its wake.]
This one dude, though — he was a mean old man. He barely wanted anything to do with anybody, and he stank of alcohol more often than not. You could tell he was miserable. [ Finally, he places the drink in front of Obi-Wan, his expression soft.]
But when he saw me at the stables, his eyes lit up like a kid on Charles Eve.