Yeah, standard issue human, thanks. Good to know I didn't turn invisible and become a charr.
[As far as invisible men's voices go, this one sounds just a little bit put out. He's not annoyed per se, but this really isn't how he was planning for his day to go. Hell, this isn't how he was planning for his whole life to go. But as they say, when life hands you bloodstone dust...don't try and turn it into food because there are absolutely no culinary applications for that shit.
Anyway, Tony's hand is poking his chest, and Vrenille is (pointlessly) looking down at it where it's hitting. By feel it must be right at the center of his shirt--a perfectly ordinary, cotton shirt with a little bit of embroidery just below the collar.
Suit? What? Was he supposed to get dressed up for something? He watches the hand coming up against the invisible barrier of his body in bemusement.]
You get any more handsy with my 'biology' and you're gonna have to buy me dinner, friend.
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[As far as invisible men's voices go, this one sounds just a little bit put out. He's not annoyed per se, but this really isn't how he was planning for his day to go. Hell, this isn't how he was planning for his whole life to go. But as they say, when life hands you bloodstone dust...don't try and turn it into food because there are absolutely no culinary applications for that shit.
Anyway, Tony's hand is poking his chest, and Vrenille is (pointlessly) looking down at it where it's hitting. By feel it must be right at the center of his shirt--a perfectly ordinary, cotton shirt with a little bit of embroidery just below the collar.
Suit? What? Was he supposed to get dressed up for something? He watches the hand coming up against the invisible barrier of his body in bemusement.]
You get any more handsy with my 'biology' and you're gonna have to buy me dinner, friend.