Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20190114001113/@comment-30014014-20190127064400

(Alright, have fun)

Prad's eyes focus still on the gauntlet he carries, eldritch power swelling around it. Within and without. He wanted to wield it, for however short the time would allow him. His frail form, loved under the flesh of metal.

Donning the metal with his borrowed strength is naught but a way to buy him a shape of importance, a delusion from the persistent shroud of loathing burned in his mind, returned since the first step walked among the group of strangers. One further heightened by the presence of the hybrid's court.

Placing the gauntlet around his arm, he feels...relief. A part of him, hidden under a different shape. His violet eyes turn to the rest of the suit, silent.

His arm starts struggling so soon. Mending the ravages of time from an ancient artifact is no easy task, ones inflicted by his very movements. Still... "I know, I know...just this moment...please let me peer from their sights..."

HIs eyes flash briefly, causing the rest of the ancient suit of armor to wash itself under the same yoke. Piece by piece, it seeks the young man as a displaced layer of metal skin.

Under lightning, it wraps itself around Prad, his passive temper overwhelmed with a sense of self-worth. The mask of anonymity burns the current being he really is, replaced by a mighty personage of another time.

He raises his arms, clad in a utterly different state. For but a moment, he was allowed to peer through the sight of another "Haha...haha...hahaha...hahahaha!"

Every movement he makes is ripe with assurance alien to himself "It's no wonder men will construct such artifices! I feel so powerful! I could...".

His hidden gaze mirrored in purple turns to the exit of this sanctum. Violet smoke slowly erupts form the gaps of the forcefully knitted suit. The heat, ignored as his mind ponders the possibilities, the feelings inside this change "This is how he felt, right? To be distant from their words, their tongues...they couldn't hurt the man of metal, neither within nor without..."