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i'll make a morgann post when i have the time today
Brandy blinked as he listened intently to what the parasite had to say, amazed that such a little parasite could take control over such a giant man. They must be very close to be able to do such a thing. "I can fully synchronize with Gale and have the ability to completely take over," he began, drawing circles in the dirt with the tip of the obsidian blade, "but I nearly killed her father when he was my wielder by doing it. I don't think he and I were as compatible as us, though." He slipped the sheath's strap off of his shoulders and held it by the sword, speaking, "He retired me to my sheath for years. I wasn't used from the time that she was born because he wanted to keep his family away from me. Though it hurt knowing that I was not exactly welcome, I understand why. Handling that much power from a parasite at such a young age, even Gale's age, is dangerous." Brandy felt a tiny bit scared of the fact that if the host of this parasite had been a Gigan, he would probably be bigger than Ash. "Him as a Gigan? Now there's a scary thought. The male Gigans typically outgrow most female Gigans," he commented, turning in the roommate's direction, "I think Ash over there is actually the shorter one of her kind."

The parasite was suddenly taken aback by the offer of the coat, but with slight reluctance, he accepted the coat and managed to slip it on over Gale's lithe form. Considering how small she was and how big the coat was, it probably looked silly, but what did that matter so long as his host was warm and happy? "Oh wow, thank you," he managed to say, fluffing his host's purple pompadour. "I have no idea why she wears this attire despite the temperature, but it's not necessarily my body or choice, so I can't judge," he sighed, giving the parasite a small smile. "I'm Brandy Station, by the way. I heard his name is Angus, but what is your name?" he inquired, tapping on Gale's chin before noticing that the soldier in Ash's grip was passed out. "Oh, I suppose it's time for Gale and Ash to leave for Meridian. Say, why not come with us? It's probably safer up in the city than it is in Little Innsmouth at the moment." Gale woke up only for a moment to speak to him through her mind, sighing softly.

"That statement is incorrect in every possible way."

morgann just likes to be a dick :x
not sure yet about gale, but it'll involve ash and feels
Brandy flashed a rather wide smile in the other parasite's direction, tapping on Gale's lower lip as he thought. "My voice is made up of all static," he explained briefly, trying to tune down the cacophony that laced his deep voice. "I'm a parasite that simply inhabits Gale's mind, I've cursed the sword that she wields for years," he revealed, sitting down on the ground and looking up in the other parasite's direction. "I can make myself heard to humans, but I'd rather not," he added, tightly gripping the obsidian blade against Gale's body, "Gale is the only human besides the soldiers that have needed to understand me."

"I'm able to partially take over my host's body if they permit it," he stated, rubbing Gale's temples. "She has a raging headache from what it seems," he thought to himself, wondering why Gale hadn't said anything to him for quite a while. He stood back up and stretched in the small body, wishfully thinking how nice it would be if his host was a tad bit taller. "She told me she's sorta got a feel for your host now and that he's a bit of a giant," he remarked, directly looking at Angus while saying this. "Is he anywhere near as big as her Gigan roommate over there, or something else?" he inquired, shivering slightly as twilight's cool breeze began to blow in. "It's going to get cold soon, isn't it?" he thought with slight frustration, rubbing his arms. "Why does Gale always wear sleeveless things? Crazy bat."
"Scared of animals..?" Gale repeated in a confused tone, continuing to pick at her teeth before realizing what about her was perceived as scary. "Oh, I get it. These fangs, right?" she asked, flashing him a big, toothy smile. "Don't be afraid. I get woozy when I come near meat or any food with blood in it," she explained, her smile reverting to the thin line of a mouth that it had been, "my family is...was, full of just fruit bats. These teeth are sort of just for show." She inhaled smoothly before exhaling through clenched teeth. "If you're ready," she said in a softer tone, shuddering as Brandy's connections began to override her control. A sharp screech similar to feedback escaped her royal purple lips and pierced the strangely quiet air before dying down, replaced by a dull static.

After a few seconds of that tedious static, Gale's eyes took on that same phantasmic yellow hue with the radiant light seemingly pouring out of her eyeballs. "Hello?" Brandy whispered, speaking in the static accent that only parasites and living weapons could seem to understand. "Who exactly am I speaking to? Gale has been explaining all that she can detect, but not even I can see. There is only so much a parasite like me can do," he breathed, clasping the glowing sword in her small fist.
Gale squeaked with surprise before flapping her weak ebony wings, listening to the small girl's voice as she greeted her. "For someone I don't quite know," Gale began while shuddering at the feeling of her tiny hand against her own, "you're quite hospitable despite the fact that I'm kinda crawling all over who I'm assuming is your host." She slipped down off the giant to prevent angering him or making him feel any more awkward than he already did. "I'm sorry, sir," she apologized as she did earlier, twiddling her thumbs. "It bothers me when I cannot tell who exactly I am conversing with. I can sense your fear and discomfort." She looked in the direction she assumed that the girl's voice was coming from (but she was turned a bit too far to be looking directly at her), and spoke, "To answer your question, we are not parasites. I'm only the host, and if you'd like to speak with him, that'd be fine."

"Who is this?" Brandy whispered into the back of Gale's head, causing her to shudder violently at the sudden static roaring in her ears. "H-Hey, turn the volume down please," she responded silently, running her pale hand through her purple hair before relaxing as the noise died down. "It appears to be another host and parasite from what I can tell," she explained to the garbled voice, going on to add, "I scaled the host, he's extremely tall. Not as tall as Ash, but he's nearly there, and his parasite seems very nice. If she wants to talk to you, you'll have to take over." Brandy remained silent before answering with a simple, "Okay."

After spending a few moments conversing with the soothing yet extremely loud voice in her head, she turned back to the man's direction. "When you give me the command," she began, taking the sword out of its sheath once more and holding it at her side, "he'll come out to talk."
The bat feral snorted at Jane's response before turning serious once more. Gale looked down at the new giant's general direction and slid down Ash's arm as if it was one gigantic slide, landing directly in front of him. "Listen, it can stop if he comes peacefully with us and stops trying to not only take us in, but our friend here," she explained, gesturing at Jane, "I started it, and now I'm finishing it." She looked up at him now, taking one of her nails and picking another piece of rice out of her fangs. "I've got a beef with any lapdog of Renoir's that steps foot into this town," she continued, untying her bandana and staring up at the man with her yellow impaired eyes, "for reasons that aren't easy to just forget." She walked over to Ash and tugged on her pants, listening as the Egret struggled within her Gigan partner's grip. "Ash, he's a liability now, him and that other guy both," she hissed, turning and glaring directly at the soldier's friend, "we gotta take him in and see what'll happen."

The nimble feral turned her back to the giant man before curiously flicking her ears and turning around, scratching her head. "Hey, what's that kicking noise?" she questioned, pointing in his direction. "I can hear extraordinarily well, but vision is a luxury I was not born with." Wiggling her nose as she sniffed the air, she curiously crawled up his arm without haste. "Sorry, this must be incredibly awkward for you," she apologized, finally reaching his shoulder and balancing on her toes in a crouched position before gently groping at the side of his head.
"Yes, I am," Morgann replied slowly, raising one of her eyebrows. Her piercing green eyes stared down at the handkerchief before she wiggled her fingers and shoved them into the suit, surprised when she did not find a pen to sign with. "I usually have a pen in here," she thought bitterly, sighing with slight frustration. She took off her hat afterwards and before she could even reach in, one of the many purple fists that the suit contained popped out of the hat with a pen. "Oh, okay," she thought before turning back to the girl, gently taking the handkerchief from the girl and signing it without trouble. "Kind of suspicious that she just came over here after that occurence, but then again, that was a bit of a show-off move," she thought to herself before giving the girl her handkerchief. "Is that it, or would you like something else?" she questioned, tossing her pen back into the purple hat.
"That term can be used metaphorically or literally," Gale commented as she scurried up Ash's shoulder and sat flat on her behind, holding her sabre close to her chest. "Why did I let Brandy do that?" she wondered, tilting her head skyward and staring up at the twilight sky as the moon began to come out of hiding. Her thin line of a mouth slowly morphed into a frown as she realized she had lost her temper yet again. "This is becoming an issue," she sighed, chewing on one of her sharp nails, "it's all this repressed emotion from a few years ago." She looked over at Ash and let her head hang low, feeling ashamed. "I wanted to take Ash out for dinner because that's what she wanted, and then I went and did this," she thought, beginning to analyze the predicament that the team was now in. "Man, I'm a terrible partner," she groaned, tugging at a few loose strands of her purple hair.

"I didn't need Brandy for this even," she thought sadly, slipping the sword into its dark sheath. "That could have been overkill, I just wasn't thinking..." What was she doing? This was no time for for feeling ashamed or sad, it was action time. "I can do that when we get home after Ash either scolds me or gives me that one sad look to convey disappointment." For now, she would sit and wait for what was to come. The time for fighting, at least for Gale, had passed, and there was no longer a reason to keep going. "He called reinforcements," Gale remarked grimly, staring at the crowd around the spectacle. "I've no idea what exactly we are going to do about that."
If you're referring to the Dagonian cafe, it's like fish, rice, noodles, soup, that kind of biz. Vaguely reminds me of Chinese or sort of Asian culture.
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