Iteral sighs. I do not expect you to do anything either. It is
just your fair right that you should know about it. I am not sure
if I have a disguise spell that can mask you as human... but if you
like I can attempt to, so you can accompany Auspice and potentially
Rhulk to give them a final farewell. It is up to you.
You know the first rule in combat?
Shoot them before they shoot you.
The Caretaker had never thought about itself becoming a human, but
it sounded... interesting. The Caretaker gave off a slow nod in
understanding, and with consent to let the witch turn the Caretaker
into a human. "I would love to see how this works, small one. Go
ahead, give it a try."
Hold on. Let me get my... Iteral paused signing for a bit,
taking out an odd book. It was a rusty brown color and showed signs
of age, yet was intact. The pages inside were of varying quality,
some seeming made from aged papyrus, others almost digital with how
fancy and neon-like they looked. She took a bit of time staring at
the book... it was titled "Anachron Allurement". After a solid ten
seconds or so, she looks into it, looking for a few spells.
You know the first rule in combat?
Shoot them before they shoot you.
The Caretaker tilts its head as it watches Iteral with curiosity.
Even though it wasn't seen, it eyed down the book, as if it was
trying to remember such... thing. It kept its hunched position,
ready for the witch to do something to it.
Iteral looks through her book, some pages were even written in more
local languages like Eliksni. She raises her wand as soon as she
found a spell in Latin, starting incantations. Her wand sparks a
little and soon enough, she casts: "Metamorphie... Faciesse!" She
said, trying to think of a disguise for him that keeps as much of
his design as possible while putting him in human shape.
You know the first rule in combat?
Shoot them before they shoot you.
Not much later, the Caretaker turned into a human. Nothing much
really changed other than it becoming human. All it cloth and armor
remained from before. Since the Caretaker was a quick learner, it
quickly learned how to walk and stand. It looked down at it's new
look, being 6'4. When it was done looking around at it's new body,
it turned back to Iteral and used sign language: "So this is
what it's like to be a human? The body feels so... small."
"You get used to it." Iteral signed back, still being 5'4.
"Let's check on Auspice and Rhulk then." She signed, liking
his get up... reminder to self, find a similar hood to his.
You know the first rule in combat?
Shoot them before they shoot you.
The Caretaker nodded gesturing Iteral to follow. He walks off to
Rhulk's domain, expecting Iteral to follow as it lead her there. It
was not much longer before Rhulk and Auspice could be seen, talking
on the high platform. The Caretaker seemed to know that Auspice
wasn't just talking about the situation, but talked about some
extra things while the Caretaker and Iteral minded their own
business.
Auspice noticed the Caretaker and Iteral, smiling as she ran down
the steps, keeping a few feet away from the two. "Wow, Iteral, I
guess it really does work-"
Iteral laughs a little nervously, scratching the back of her head.
"Well, I had to dig in my book a little... but yeah. What about
Rhulk, did he say something yet about our situation?" She asked, as
the situation hasn't changed much. The short girls and the looming
Caretaker being over a foot taller than both.
You know the first rule in combat?
Shoot them before they shoot you.
"I'm not going to be under a human's skin.
Nope not happening." Rhulk didn't seem to be interested in
human transformation, and just liked being himself.
The Caretaker shook its head. "He is always like this..."
"... Auspice. Help me." That is all Iteral said, she had no idea
how to approach the Lubrean in the slightest. She had no idea how
to handle him, approach or convince him and dragging him into the
base of the enemies with his distinct look is sure to end in
bloodshed.
You know the first rule in combat?
Shoot them before they shoot you.
"I'll join, but if you turn me into a
human, I will, without hesitation, punt you back to orbit."
He snarled, taking a step towards the three. The Caretaker was
horrified of his boss and his strength, let alone the slight anger
in his voice, but Auspice was just aggressively simping over his
deep and pissed voice.
"Okay, okay." Iteral rolls her eyes a little, sighing. "We are
lucky you cannot exit the pyramid anyway, so a weird battle on a
funeral is spared. Though... please don't aggravate the others,
will you?" She sighs, looking at Auspice. "Do you go there in armor
or do you want a disguise and a funeral outfit?"
You know the first rule in combat?
Shoot them before they shoot you.
"H-How about you show me the dress first... last thing you want is
show up and be overdressed for a funeral. God forbid I did that
mistake..." Iteral looks away, remembering her first funeral she
had to attend alone... wearing her witch outfit.
You know the first rule in combat?
Shoot them before they shoot you.
"The last one? Well, ehhhh, so I don't know if you attend
funerals a lot but sometimes you have the mother or daughter crying
about "why did they take you so early" and "I never got to properly
know you", right? Well, I might have... taken their wish of
alternate scenarios too... ahem..." Iteral lifts a clock of
hers, embarrassed and signing with one hand. "Literally."
You know the first rule in combat?
Shoot them before they shoot you.
The Caretaker made a low rumble as a chuckle. "Ah, I see. And...
I don't really attend funerals. I just watch the Scorn 24/7. If you
have any free-time, do you think you could help me watch them? I
think the little ones would like you."
As soon as the Caretaker finished using sign language, Auspice ran
back to where they were, her dress in her arms. She ran over to
Iteral, panting heavily. "H-Hah... h-here Iteral.. is this good?"
She held up the dress with a small smile. It seemed that Auspice
was just in a normal t-shirt, shorts and chained boots, as it
seemed that she had taken off her armor as she looked for her dress
too.
Iteral slows time a little to respond accordingly. Caretaker could
see it, the two were exempt from the slow. "Sure. I'm not that
great with kids but I'll do my best."
Iteral then whistles a bit. "Wow, eh, a few things. A, that dress
is stunning and wear it. Secondly, first time I see you without
armor and damn, you got a good body, so well in shape. And finally,
I wanna trade clothes with you some time. You in a witch's outfit,
mwah~" She makes a chef's kiss.
You know the first rule in combat?
Shoot them before they shoot you.
Auspice immediately started to fluster intensely. "I-I-" She was
dying with inner love. Well, platonically for Iteral, of course.
She had to take all these compliments in from her best friend, then
gave of a slow, assuring nod. "Y-Yes... of course... I'd love do
try out some more outfits...~" She giggled coyly, looking back at
Rhulk, then Iteral.
Rhulk seemed to be... slightly envious at the moment, due to how
Iteral was 'complimenting' her. "Watch
your mouth, time witch. She and I are engaged, and I don't
want to messing this up. Got it? I should know that all these
witches I've dealt with always did something bad..."
Auspice looked down in shame for a moment, then walking off to go
in private to put her dress on. The Caretaker watched everything,
trying to process everything going on around it.