Thread: Return of the Exalted (closed for me and Showmeyouloveme)

They've been handling it pretty well Erik explained, they both joked about it when I was on Skype with them after Exalting. I think they're kind of proud too not many people in the world can claim their kid's a Solar - there's only about a hundred and fifty of us in the world on-record, after all. And the main selection criteria the Exaltations use when choosing a host is that they have a heroic soul, so Exaltation kind of proves that you raised a hell of a kid. I wouldn't be too worried about Leo - he's a good judge of how much you can take so he'll know when to stop without leaving you with serious injuries. And it'll be a good education if you're ever called on to deal with a rogue Exalt. When she lay down, he tried not to think about how well that dress hugged her figure, having enough trouble dealing with this animosity he kept feeling towards her courtesy of whatever the hell had happened between their past selves. He'd kept a lid on it but it was still there. He'd have unpaused the video to distract him, but it was a battle commentary video for a game of Shogun 2 and, Exalt or no, he still had trouble focussing on more than one conversation at a time. Okay night. Oh your room's the one at the far end of that hall, on the left. Mine's the one across from you. Sorry should've said earlier. I'm gonna finish this and then make a night of it myself, don't worry I'll keep the volume down. By the time they were airborne the following morning, Erik was glad he'd been able to get his coffee machine - an expensive, automated espresso one - flown up from Aus there'd been a cargo flight bringing other stuff to Portland and he'd been able to get the pilot to agree to bring it with him if there was space in the hold - all he'd had to pay was postage from Toowoomba to Brisbane, then from Portland to Seattle. Whatever brand of instant coffee Bulwark bought for its personnel was horrific. The evaluation was happening in a forest well outside the city. Since the Skyrangers were saved for more time-critical transport jobs, Erik and Allison were both flown out via helicopter and dropped off about a ten-minute hike from the evaluation site where Leo already was. By the time they arrived, Leo was already there, standing in a small clearing with his arms crossed over his broad chest. Allison, he said, sternly, ready for your evaluation? This will be a test of your combat abilities and your ability to deal with threats that may be more powerful, or more familiar with supernatural abilities, than you are. And all you have to do to prove your skill to me... as he paused, a disc of silver energy appeared on his forehead and the moonsilver tattoos across his body began to visibly shine, his anima flaring into visibility as well. His anima flowed over him, surging brightly as his his tattoos burned with silvery moonlight. It obscured him for a moment, but in that moment he'd changed. His shirt and shoes had vanished, displaying more of the complex tracery across his body, which was now considerably larger than normal. Standing before the two Solars was a prime example of why one should never underestimate a Lunar of the Full Moon Caste - now nearly ten feet tall, Leo had transformed himself into a massive, humanoid lion, displaying the raw regal power that the animal's image conveys. The change finished, his golden eyes met Allison's as he finished his sentence in a voice that rumbled like the growl of a great beast. ... is hit me.