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Vermilion bit into the peppermint batty, his eyes watering at the taste. Chocolate alone had been a fantastical delicacy, something he could never hope to taste in his time alive, and that alone was a shock to the senses. However, the inclusion of peppermint was something else entirely. The two flavors warred in his mouth and he had the hardest time keeping himself from spitting it out. It tasted so rich, so strong, but it tasted so strange and good at the same time! What a marvelous hunk of candy. It made him feel funny as that minty sharpness bolted its way through his body and in that instant he knew that this was more than just a strong flavor. Like a wave, sound became incredibly loud, a cacophony of rumbling and shifting and little things clinking and clothes shifting and heartbeats beating. He felt, too, an additional weight on his face that he wasn't used to as well as a heavy cloak of something around his shoulders. Mio dio, he thought to himself. What has this peppermint batty done to me and why can't I stop eating it.
The most bothersome of all these changes, despite the momentary glee of having a nose, was that of those funneled ears. His ears were already his most sensitive sense, them being the only of his senses to remain intact from his death, so to have their sensitivity amplified tenfold was overwhelming for the Italian, almost to the point of helplessness. Vermilion spent most of the initial hour in stunned silence, listening to his own heartbeat with a distant and slowly dawning look of discomfort and horror on his painted face. His hearing was almost so acute that he swore he could hear echoes of all the past conversations he had accidentally eavesdropped before in his living life, all those left handed comments that hurt the most, and all the words that had lodged sharply in his heart before coming back to haunt him in death. It was unsettling. He didn't like hearing all things between heaven and earth.
But he could accept the fact that he looked pretty cute like this. He took his worries to Orpiment and stood guard for the paralyzed painter, determined to use these temporary boost in skill to aid his friend when he needed it most. He would remain by his side for the duration of the those six hours, though, with a new set of ears, a nose, and a cloak of bat wings, Leon found it hard to be calm and not curious. He would wrap up his friend in his wings protectively or shelter him with their shade, making sure that he took their reversal in roles seriously. Later on, when King would finally come back to his senses, they would agree to be careful on what kind of candy they ate for Halloween.
The most bothersome of all these changes, despite the momentary glee of having a nose, was that of those funneled ears. His ears were already his most sensitive sense, them being the only of his senses to remain intact from his death, so to have their sensitivity amplified tenfold was overwhelming for the Italian, almost to the point of helplessness. Vermilion spent most of the initial hour in stunned silence, listening to his own heartbeat with a distant and slowly dawning look of discomfort and horror on his painted face. His hearing was almost so acute that he swore he could hear echoes of all the past conversations he had accidentally eavesdropped before in his living life, all those left handed comments that hurt the most, and all the words that had lodged sharply in his heart before coming back to haunt him in death. It was unsettling. He didn't like hearing all things between heaven and earth.
But he could accept the fact that he looked pretty cute like this. He took his worries to Orpiment and stood guard for the paralyzed painter, determined to use these temporary boost in skill to aid his friend when he needed it most. He would remain by his side for the duration of the those six hours, though, with a new set of ears, a nose, and a cloak of bat wings, Leon found it hard to be calm and not curious. He would wrap up his friend in his wings protectively or shelter him with their shade, making sure that he took their reversal in roles seriously. Later on, when King would finally come back to his senses, they would agree to be careful on what kind of candy they ate for Halloween.
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I almost died, I had to call life alert because I fell down from how cute this is oh my lord??