#cyllen

[fioriparty7]

Advancing the animation, here some screencaps :) #PokemonLegendsArceus  // Avanzando la animación, aquí unos avances :)

[vivianquill]

Cyllen sighed. He didn't recognize his own reflection. Not that he could-- well-- see it in the first place.

If someone would have told him years ago that not only would he be famous, and have a Talent, but that he would be under the protection of the hero corps?

Well. He probably would have laughed in their face.

But here he was.

Cyllen splashed cold water into his face, trying to shake off the dredges of his nightmare. Eponymous would be expecting him.

Not that Cyllen really wanted to comb through more audio records with the fire hero. But, well. He wanted to do something useful, especially after he'd mucked up and cost them a top-tier hero from their active roster.

Moonweaver.

The hero man who used to be his flatmate.

Cyllen shut off the tap, pulling his hair back into it's typical knot before he stepped out into the dorm hall. It had taken him weeks to get used to the his new surroundings. He still got lost if he ever miscounted his steps. Which he needed to concentrate on now. Or he was going to be late.

He almost missed the turn anyway, only aware that he'd reached the intersection when the sound opened up from the wall. He turned right, trailing his hand along the bricks to count the doors. Eponymous's office was the fifth one down.

He knocked, hoping he didn't look as tired as he felt.

"Lyrebird! Nice to see you up." Eponymous always smiled with his voice. "I thought we might do something different today."

Cyllen still wasn't sure if he would ever get used to the codename the Harpy had given him.

She and Moonweaver were the only two who knew who he actually was. Sort of. He'd already been asked for an autograph by one of the younger heroes. But no one openly used his given name.

"Something different?"

"I know I'm bored from sorting through audio files. And I'm curious about how your Talents work." Eponymous took Cyllen's hand, stepping out into the hall with him, "Aren't you curious about how loud you can get?"

Cyllen tipped his head, brow furrowing, "I don't know how to use my Talent. It just sort of happens."

"Guess what? You're in a perfect place to learn. We can go down to the lab, and you can just sing all day if you really wanted." Eponymous gave his hand a squeeze, "

"Could I-- grab my guitar? To sing with, I mean." Cyllen turned back towards where his room was, "I-- Al-- If not then that okay but. . ."

"Of course we can get your guitar!" Eponymous tugged Cyllen's hand as he set off, guiding him with a gentle hand and talking the whole way, "I've been wondering if the music itself is a part of your Talent or if it's just your voice. And the RnD team would love to know how you managed to bust their comms. You do know you managed to damage the hardware, right? And I've seen the footage, that yell? Do you even know how much glass you shattered? I bet if we got you in front of a decibel meter. . ."

This was going to be a long, long day.