Athénaïs is more than pleased to produce Nuggalope from his temporary confines; she busies herself with the case’s closures while Emmrich settles with his suitcases and his skeleton, with tea. She makes a ss-ss-ss sound to summon the spirit-bound creature that hardly seems necessary given the readiness with which it slinks out, interested—
it is immediately obvious that this is, if not quite the labor of love that Emmrich had initially assumed, a labor of love. The varied shades of the bones and the different patches of old, leathery skin make plain that many sources must have contributed to the final result, even aside from the fact a keen eye will certainly recognise that these bones definitely did not all come from cats.
(Raccoon seems to be the main secondary source, but there are a few pieces that look suspiciously human.)
Though there remain jeweled eyes — vibrantly purple sapphires — with the exception of a few remaining amethysts set where claws should be, further decoration has clearly been removed, adjustments made so the removals aren’t too obvious except to someone familiar with Mortalitasi practises and habits. Theft, presumably, became a concern; the way Nuggalope immediately begins bumping into things to investigate them suggests another.
As she accepts her tea, she says, “He’s got good about waiting in the case. Not everywhere south of us is enthusiastic.”
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it is immediately obvious that this is, if not quite the labor of love that Emmrich had initially assumed, a labor of love. The varied shades of the bones and the different patches of old, leathery skin make plain that many sources must have contributed to the final result, even aside from the fact a keen eye will certainly recognise that these bones definitely did not all come from cats.
(Raccoon seems to be the main secondary source, but there are a few pieces that look suspiciously human.)
Though there remain jeweled eyes — vibrantly purple sapphires — with the exception of a few remaining amethysts set where claws should be, further decoration has clearly been removed, adjustments made so the removals aren’t too obvious except to someone familiar with Mortalitasi practises and habits. Theft, presumably, became a concern; the way Nuggalope immediately begins bumping into things to investigate them suggests another.
As she accepts her tea, she says, “He’s got good about waiting in the case. Not everywhere south of us is enthusiastic.”