Rising Dawn: Canteen: David West, Angelus, Icarus, Slindis, Jenny, Chris, Ella
Icarus Blushed as Slindis explained making him feel foolish he sat down
"Sorry I-I'll be quiet" he said, Jenny then asked about his odd comment.
"Well umm Miss? The Sirknights I know they umm they can't talk, also that's just what they?re called I think they some named them, Garden-vores, it was some sort of French sounding name."
He then heard David's comment, something about that description made him shudder.
"Umm Mister David, This Captain does he look like this?"
Icarus extended his hand and focused, black smoke drifted from his fingers and the began pooling a few feet below him it rose like a pillar of black smoke, With a flick of his wrist the smoke dropped like a curtain, everyone gasped for now an almost perfect image of Rugal was standing there, but there was something off, very off, about him, the most obvious thing was his mustache it didn't even match his hair, it was a dark handlebar mustache that looked almost comical, but the rest f Rugal was nothing of the sort he looked angry and aggressive his fists were clenched tight, his eyes were cross and merciless, it was unsettling to see him this was not the Rugal they knew.
The False Rugal stood still until Icarus lowered his hand and the image faded away into smoke.
"Sorry if that scared you guys I guess I should have mentioned I'm an Illusionist." He smiled a bit nervously.
Icarus Blushed as Slindis explained making him feel foolish he sat down
"Sorry I-I'll be quiet" he said, Jenny then asked about his odd comment.
"Well umm Miss? The Sirknights I know they umm they can't talk, also that's just what they?re called I think they some named them, Garden-vores, it was some sort of French sounding name."
He then heard David's comment, something about that description made him shudder.
"Umm Mister David, This Captain does he look like this?"
Icarus extended his hand and focused, black smoke drifted from his fingers and the began pooling a few feet below him it rose like a pillar of black smoke, With a flick of his wrist the smoke dropped like a curtain, everyone gasped for now an almost perfect image of Rugal was standing there, but there was something off, very off, about him, the most obvious thing was his mustache it didn't even match his hair, it was a dark handlebar mustache that looked almost comical, but the rest f Rugal was nothing of the sort he looked angry and aggressive his fists were clenched tight, his eyes were cross and merciless, it was unsettling to see him this was not the Rugal they knew.
The False Rugal stood still until Icarus lowered his hand and the image faded away into smoke.
"Sorry if that scared you guys I guess I should have mentioned I'm an Illusionist." He smiled a bit nervously.