by Private Crudface » Mon Jan 09, 2012 4:53 am
Well!
He puts a hand to his chin, the smoke seeming to fuse them oddly.
Unless you know any mad scientists, I suppose there's a couple options...Either you find some poor sap you wouldn't mind me looking like and jam the stone down their throat, we go grave robbing, and try and ignore the smell...or I try and summon a body from the warp. You'd have to concentrate real hard while we do that though, on what you wanted it to look like..and even then that kind of thing's pretty unstable. I could probably manage something a more long term like that, but only if it looked almost exactly...like you.
He crosses his arms.
I daresay I think you've been imprinting on my heart.
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