... well, he sure did electrocute that Furby furball. One really has to hope Magisteria does not have some PETA-esque organization floating around nearby.
Not that Gilgamesh minds; rather, he would likely be entertained by all this, but for the fact that Soraya's demeanor suggested she might not cozy to their preferred methods. Although the argument could of course be made that, if she couldn't handle their style, she probably should've sought help from other quarters. As matters stood, this was what they were working with.
Really losing some Animal Guy cred here, Emet.
Anyway, before Gilgamesh can remark or suggest capturing the creature while it's down, the Woofaloomp hops back up and, pointing with its short, stubby arm at Emet-Selch, says in Emet's own voice, "Tis most inappropriate and scurrilous of you to use magic for such purposes, sir! ... Though such energy may yet be invigorating!"
The electricity sparkles on its fur as its body puffs up even more than before, if that was possible, such that the creature is just a glowing, massively-fluffy round ball. Suddenly it goes flying up into the air, sparks crackling beneath it and eyes ablaze. Did it just... soak up that electricity? It looks to be in a bit of a trance, as though given a euphoric drug.
Maybe not losing Animal Guy cred after all, even if he was really trying. This was very bad, as now they may have just accidentally introduced it to some heretofore unseen thrill.
"We must not underestimate the inherent ridiculousness of the lifeforms in this world." The cryptofish had taught them that. "Perhaps a sedative would be more apropros... though it seems..." He has been... well, trying to research. Although this particular show was proving very distracting. "... they consume those hexberries. Ah, an idea occurs: a sedative within their food, set as a trap. It may yet be the most practical means."
Impractical means seemed to have a way of backfiring, given the inherent thrill-obsessed nature of Magisterian wildlife.
we can go with that, and no, it's fine, lol
Furbyfurball. One really has to hope Magisteria does not have some PETA-esque organization floating around nearby.Not that Gilgamesh minds; rather, he would likely be entertained by all this, but for the fact that Soraya's demeanor suggested she might not cozy to their preferred methods. Although the argument could of course be made that, if she couldn't handle their style, she probably should've sought help from other quarters. As matters stood, this was what they were working with.
Really losing some Animal Guy cred here, Emet.
Anyway, before Gilgamesh can remark or suggest capturing the creature while it's down, the Woofaloomp hops back up and, pointing with its short, stubby arm at Emet-Selch, says in Emet's own voice, "Tis most inappropriate and scurrilous of you to use magic for such purposes, sir! ... Though such energy may yet be invigorating!"
The electricity sparkles on its fur as its body puffs up even more than before, if that was possible, such that the creature is just a glowing, massively-fluffy round ball. Suddenly it goes flying up into the air, sparks crackling beneath it and eyes ablaze. Did it just... soak up that electricity? It looks to be in a bit of a trance, as though given a euphoric drug.
Maybe not losing Animal Guy cred after all, even if he was really trying. This was very bad, as now they may have just accidentally introduced it to some heretofore unseen thrill.
"We must not underestimate the inherent ridiculousness of the lifeforms in this world." The cryptofish had taught them that. "Perhaps a sedative would be more apropros... though it seems..." He has been... well, trying to research. Although this particular show was proving very distracting. "... they consume those hexberries. Ah, an idea occurs: a sedative within their food, set as a trap. It may yet be the most practical means."
Impractical means seemed to have a way of backfiring, given the inherent thrill-obsessed nature of Magisterian wildlife.