Lio looks relieved when Galo says he's okay with it. The healer is a good man, and he wouldn't want to drag him into something this binding, even if it has to be done. And oh it does have to be done. The fate of his people rests upon it.
More than that though, working with Galo feels right, the same sort of completeness and ah. yes. this. when two jigsaw pieces snap together and reveal the greater picture. "Galo..."
And then the healer keeps speaking and Lio can't hide the entirety of an almost exasperated smile. All that pomp and circumstance. But no, Galo is right. And Lio won't let it go unanswered. "I'm Lio Fotia, Dragon Lord, ruler and protector of my people. I am living flame, a vessel of the primal fire that will one day welcome me back to its endless inferno."
He reaches the hand not settled against Galo's chest to wrap around Galo's hand where the flame has appeared. "I'm honored to. Our fire will burn together until I return to ashes."
And with that, the flame flares in their joined hands and another glow of fire begins under the hand still pressed to Galo's chest. It spreads along Galo's skin, spiraling out in the shape of flames that twine their way through the other symbols on Galo's skin, like the fire is taking the place that had been held for it by its fellow elements, waiting all this time. When Lio lifts his hand, beneath it is the shape of a dragon, the source of the flame.
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Date: 2020-05-30 02:13 am (UTC)More than that though, working with Galo feels right, the same sort of completeness and ah. yes. this. when two jigsaw pieces snap together and reveal the greater picture. "Galo..."
And then the healer keeps speaking and Lio can't hide the entirety of an almost exasperated smile. All that pomp and circumstance. But no, Galo is right. And Lio won't let it go unanswered. "I'm Lio Fotia, Dragon Lord, ruler and protector of my people. I am living flame, a vessel of the primal fire that will one day welcome me back to its endless inferno."
He reaches the hand not settled against Galo's chest to wrap around Galo's hand where the flame has appeared. "I'm honored to. Our fire will burn together until I return to ashes."
And with that, the flame flares in their joined hands and another glow of fire begins under the hand still pressed to Galo's chest. It spreads along Galo's skin, spiraling out in the shape of flames that twine their way through the other symbols on Galo's skin, like the fire is taking the place that had been held for it by its fellow elements, waiting all this time. When Lio lifts his hand, beneath it is the shape of a dragon, the source of the flame.