[an equally good choice. she's relieved he didn't leave the choice up to her because ...it's not her strong suit right now. though she's not having any second thoughts about the design. she'll mix up the brightest and most neon of greens for the cracks in between the mirrored scales - deliberating a bit over where to place them, but using texture and color as a guide.

it looks like acid's spilling out from those cracks, but she steps back and presses her lips together, tilts her head.

and then remembers she's being watched. a look toward his minions, trying to suss out their opinions, should they have any that are easily readable. when she catches herself doing this, she huffs and rolls her eyes. maybe it would be better to just say it out loud?]

These blood effects really bite. I'm never this nervous, not even when I'm fighting at the Outpost.

[it doesn't quell the nerves completely, but it feels good to say it - she probably should have done that sooner. ah, yes - those horns. a bit of an oilslick silver there, there's some shift to it - mostly green, but the right light will catch blue, orange and even red. the finishing touch, though? the glowing paint. that's for the highlights - little slashing lines that suggest the rest of the monster when it's dark.]

Okay. No glitter for this one, but tell me what you think. And then we can take a look from one of the supply closets where it's dark, unless you can make darkness?

[maybe he can.]