Margulis supposed it had been too much to hope that his Anima would take after the more manageable aspects of his personality, rather than what he'd been like in his younger days. The bird-like monstrosity was only three feet tall and barely starting to grow in her feathers, yet she'd already managed to find trouble. Either a native or a fellow Scion (or their Anima) had managed to offend her and she was screeching in challenge, flapping her featherless wings and glaring out of far too many unblinking eyes.
Her Scion didn't seem particularly impressed as he walked up behind her and reached down to grab her by her budding horns.
"Savasi, back down. If you don't learn to marshal that temper of yours, one of these days you're going to regret it."
The Anima let out a frustrated whine before sitting down and scratching at the ground with the more human-like of her hands. Margulis let go of her horns and stood up so he could address the person she'd been harassing.
"I apologize for my Anima's behavior. I can see I'll have to put dealing with that temper of hers at a higher priority."
[Monster Hunting]
After spending far too long cooped up in the city, waiting for his Anima to reach an age where she was no longer vulnerable, Margulis had finally caught wind of something interesting. With a new sword in hand and Savasi now as large as a work horse, albeit her small horns indicating she was still a juvenile, he was ready to search for the creature menacing Scholar's rest...except for one small problem. As he turned to face the other individual the guild had insisted he take with him, they would get the feeling he was making a judgment.
"Ordinarily, I don't fight alongside someone whose capabilities I'm unfamiliar with. I trust you're confident you won't be a liability should we encounter our target?"
Margulis | Xenosaga
Margulis supposed it had been too much to hope that his Anima would take after the more manageable aspects of his personality, rather than what he'd been like in his younger days. The bird-like monstrosity was only three feet tall and barely starting to grow in her feathers, yet she'd already managed to find trouble. Either a native or a fellow Scion (or their Anima) had managed to offend her and she was screeching in challenge, flapping her featherless wings and glaring out of far too many unblinking eyes.
Her Scion didn't seem particularly impressed as he walked up behind her and reached down to grab her by her budding horns.
"Savasi, back down. If you don't learn to marshal that temper of yours, one of these days you're going to regret it."
The Anima let out a frustrated whine before sitting down and scratching at the ground with the more human-like of her hands. Margulis let go of her horns and stood up so he could address the person she'd been harassing.
"I apologize for my Anima's behavior. I can see I'll have to put dealing with that temper of hers at a higher priority."
[Monster Hunting]
After spending far too long cooped up in the city, waiting for his Anima to reach an age where she was no longer vulnerable, Margulis had finally caught wind of something interesting. With a new sword in hand and Savasi now as large as a work horse, albeit her small horns indicating she was still a juvenile, he was ready to search for the creature menacing Scholar's rest...except for one small problem. As he turned to face the other individual the guild had insisted he take with him, they would get the feeling he was making a judgment.
"Ordinarily, I don't fight alongside someone whose capabilities I'm unfamiliar with. I trust you're confident you won't be a liability should we encounter our target?"