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[url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iarl1oErdpY]Adrians voice[/url] (Use your imagination)
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Adrian stared in wide-eyed excitement, the thrill of becoming a familiar was suddenly the most interesting thing he could think of despite having been a familiar to over a dozen different people. Rarely by his own choice and more by whim for something new, but this was a choice he had requested and now was being honored with. The magic built in his body, focusing into his eyes to enhance the paralyzing effect. The moth man raised his hands to the sky and felt the energy beg for release, his colossal frame towering over Kirby before he thrust his magic out the only way he knew how.

[color=ed1c24][i]Defeating gaze![/i] [/color]

The magical induced paralysis rippled out like a wave at the only person in the vicinity, freezing her where she stood. A necessary part of the contract was to understand Adrians power firsthand, to know its effects and be able to overcome it if necessary, but it did not end there. A shake of his robes sent out the fluttering moths clinging to him, promptly he grabbed them from the sky and crushed them in his clawed apendages until they had turned to a paste, the final ingredient to the process was an aspect of his own body. Stomach acids mixed with the horrible remains of the moths to form a pitch black glob. Adrian moved behind Kirby and tore off a section of her shirt, enough to reveal her upper back and nothing else. 

[color=ed1c24]"Speak your words, Master, I will repeat them."[/color]

He spoke in her ear quietly as his clawed finger dipped into the mixture, drawing a crude picture of a moths wings and a skull in the middle of it. The bloody mucus neither stung nor ate at her skin but made it numb instead. Kirby spoke the words of binding, a phrase any first year was told to learn flawlessly for these very occassions, and Adrian repeated them word for word as he expanded the wing shape again and again until it reached from her shoulders to her lower back, the pattern of wings flowing from the skull like a wave. A representation of his own patterned wings.
At the peak of the ritual he was taken by the magic and raised from the ground as his spirit became anchored to his master.

[color=ed1c24]"Let no enemy stand in my sight, Master, and let nothing find its way through me." [/color]

The final words of the fusing were symbolic, words of promise that effected the final outcome of the partnership between Master and Familiar. His wording became addition to the binding magic to create an effect unique to his relation now. Adrian did not understand the magic at work but he knew his gaze had intensified, his normally softer hairy skin had become smoother, thicker, a strong exoskeleton to protect him. 
The magic faded and his paralysis ended on his master, now immune to the effect. Adrian briefly wondered what had happened with the symbol upon her back but could not look, afraid his impulsive nature had somehow scarred the poor girl.