( the worst part is he finds he flops somewhat bonelessly over, watching xie lian be ridiculously cultivator like, but knowing it's more his innate... selfhood. godhood? cultivation, too, isn't he one? a cultivator?
his mind is slipping again, exhaustion leaving him blinking blearily at bats and not even able to drum up a reaction to the dazed one that slams down near to where he flops. he lifts his wrist, waving his boneless fingers at the bat, which wheezes and expires. )
no subject
his mind is slipping again, exhaustion leaving him blinking blearily at bats and not even able to drum up a reaction to the dazed one that slams down near to where he flops. he lifts his wrist, waving his boneless fingers at the bat, which wheezes and expires. )
Bye-bye.
( goes the bat, hahahaha...ha... )
Gonna work harder on those curses, oh god!