[harrow can be found sometime on monday exploring the city of ankheen. where the ribcage corset is usually around her waist, she instead has what appears to be an actual pair of ribs, pointed at the ends like claws, jutting out of the front of her chest, and a spine-like exoskeleton running up her back. her eyes, large in her especially skeletal face, are glowing a bright gold.
despite this horror show, she seems especially small and lost among all of the shadows and shapes of the market.]
[ Love the aesthetic, Harrow. Claude is also here—ghostly and difficult to see, his body made out of a murky fog. He's still solid to the touch though, and his clothes remain the same as always.
He looks at her curiously. ]
That's quite the appearance, Harrow. A not-so-subtle nod to your necromancy?
Of Dimitri? [oh because they're both very serious and also have brain problems?] I suppose we are similar in some ways. We both take our duties very seriously.
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week 2; monday
despite this horror show, she seems especially small and lost among all of the shadows and shapes of the market.]
What is this...?
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He looks at her curiously. ]
That's quite the appearance, Harrow. A not-so-subtle nod to your necromancy?
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[she peers at him with some interest, though. fog...]
But certainly. Modifications to my own skeleton are something I might do if I had the ability with me.
[gross.]
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And what happens to your body during that time...?
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[her life is just body horror 24/7]
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It's not painful?
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You remind me a little of Dimitri. I'm envious of your tolerance.
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That about sums it up. Though I don't think I've ever heard Dimitri make a snide comment in my life.