[IC] Swords Beneath the Starlight

Barnabas & Mazelina:

Hmm, should have maybe thought ahead. At least he'd gotten a laugh out of her, for some reason, close enough to a good sign. His tail wagged a little as he smiled more casually.



"Specifically?" He asked, puzzled by that a little, but quickly nodding along to her explanation. Singing, dancing, many different expressions of worship then. Maybe Lysistrate wasn't as much of an anomaly as she expected. Perhaps the unique weight put on her shoulders had made her carers a little too worried about their only being one specific right way to do things and given the wrong impression of the reality of worship. But, she also viewed it as strange... Well, good enough for a relationship between just these two if they were both anomalous together. His ears flicked when he was required to give a response.

"Oh, I... Suppose... I mentioned I was curious..." He rumbled off a little, thinking about how to put it. "We don't really, use, magic so much, us laguz. Except for the dragons apparently. It always seemed strange to me, that your kind seems to use it so much more, considering it comes from the gods, right? I mean, if our ability to take the forms of beast comes from the gods too, it makes a little more sense but, we don't, pray for it like you do, we just, pray. And that's it, it doesn't have anything to do with our bodies or really make us any stronger, or anything." He mumbled a little, a small lie turning into a question he'd always wondered about a little. Barnabas seemed a little younger for a second there, as he focused inward.