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 *Felix, I will remind you, is like a squashed-down ferretfolk. He may be reminiscent of the Chimera Ants.*

Felix nods and quickly heals himself and Gon with a gesture.

*Side note: I've decided Felix's powers only work on the injured. I haven't written much of his actual manga yet, so I have time to make such a change.*

 *Yeah, that might end up reminding him more of Kite, not going to spoil how, but if Felix does end up hurt, Gon will cause the worst massacre Felix had ever seen.*

 He laughs at the healing “None of my friends can do that before, thanks, you’re a great friend. Want to play rock paper scissors?” He holds out a hand.

 *Gotta be careful about those changes, you don’t want to change something, start writing, not like it, and have to rewrite.*

 *That might make Felix somewhat upset.*

"Not particularly, but if you want to, we can."

*I'm still working on Felix's power in general. Manipulating the entire magic system is pretty intense.*

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Omori is slowly staggering away from the warehouse, viscous black blood trailing behind her from the wound in her shoulder. Sometimes she briefly shifts back to her more fluid form, as if struggling to keep their humanoid appearance together.

 *oo i like this*

A strange man in a fine doublet materializes in front of her. His hair is black and feathery, and he wears the most extravagant pair of ebony earrings set in silver.

"Now what do we have here?"

*Say hello to Antando the Alterer, lord of the harpies*

She looks up at them, intrigued but also visibly pained. "Hey there. I'm just trying to find help for... well," She removes her hand from her shoulder, showing a still-bleeding wound.

 "Ah. That's quite a nasty one."  he places his hand on the wound, and a strange, warm, cold, shadowy light covers his hand and slowly closes the wound

The worst of the wound is gone, but there's still a little bit that remains- perhaps healing light is less effective on a being of the dark. "Yeah. I tried stopping someone who was hurting someone else. Turns out, I'm still not great at the whole combat thing."

 "All have their skills, and fighting is only one of many. Now, child, who are you?"

 *yvon?*

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Omori is slowly staggering away from the warehouse, viscous black blood trailing behind her from the wound in her shoulder. Sometimes she briefly shifts back to her more fluid form, as if struggling to keep their humanoid appearance together.

 *oo i like this*

A strange man in a fine doublet materializes in front of her. His hair is black and feathery, and he wears the most extravagant pair of ebony earrings set in silver.

"Now what do we have here?"

*Say hello to Antando the Alterer, lord of the harpies*

She looks up at them, intrigued but also visibly pained. "Hey there. I'm just trying to find help for... well," She removes her hand from her shoulder, showing a still-bleeding wound.

 "Ah. That's quite a nasty one."  he places his hand on the wound, and a strange, warm, cold, shadowy light covers his hand and slowly closes the wound

The worst of the wound is gone, but there's still a little bit that remains- perhaps healing light is less effective on a being of the dark. "Yeah. I tried stopping someone who was hurting someone else. Turns out, I'm still not great at the whole combat thing."

 "All have their skills, and fighting is only one of many. Now, child, who are you?"

"I'm... Omori, I think. Who are you?" Some of their additional eyes open, staring at him with a curiosity devoid of emotion.

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 *Felix, I will remind you, is like a squashed-down ferretfolk. He may be reminiscent of the Chimera Ants.*

Felix nods and quickly heals himself and Gon with a gesture.

*Side note: I've decided Felix's powers only work on the injured. I haven't written much of his actual manga yet, so I have time to make such a change.*

 *Yeah, that might end up reminding him more of Kite, not going to spoil how, but if Felix does end up hurt, Gon will cause the worst massacre Felix had ever seen.*

 He laughs at the healing “None of my friends can do that before, thanks, you’re a great friend. Want to play rock paper scissors?” He holds out a hand.

 *Gotta be careful about those changes, you don’t want to change something, start writing, not like it, and have to rewrite.*

 *That might make Felix somewhat upset.*

"Not particularly, but if you want to, we can."

*I'm still working on Felix's power in general. Manipulating the entire magic system is pretty intense.*

 *Have Felix hurt would make Gon more than somewhat upset.*

 “Yeah let’s play!” He puts out his hand, (Roll a d4-1, 0 just means Reroll.)

 *That sounds hard, and as a fellow book writer, I wish the best for you.*

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Omori is slowly staggering away from the warehouse, viscous black blood trailing behind her from the wound in her shoulder. Sometimes she briefly shifts back to her more fluid form, as if struggling to keep their humanoid appearance together.

 *oo i like this*

A strange man in a fine doublet materializes in front of her. His hair is black and feathery, and he wears the most extravagant pair of ebony earrings set in silver.

"Now what do we have here?"

*Say hello to Antando the Alterer, lord of the harpies*

She looks up at them, intrigued but also visibly pained. "Hey there. I'm just trying to find help for... well," She removes her hand from her shoulder, showing a still-bleeding wound.

 "Ah. That's quite a nasty one."  he places his hand on the wound, and a strange, warm, cold, shadowy light covers his hand and slowly closes the wound

The worst of the wound is gone, but there's still a little bit that remains- perhaps healing light is less effective on a being of the dark. "Yeah. I tried stopping someone who was hurting someone else. Turns out, I'm still not great at the whole combat thing."

 "All have their skills, and fighting is only one of many. Now, child, who are you?"

"I'm... Omori, I think. Who are you?" Some of their additional eyes open, staring at him with a curiosity devoid of emotion.

 "My name is Andanto the Alterer. I'm in the business of improvement." he gives a low, elegant bow. "you seem like you might need my help"