[ At that, Illumi just gives a weirdly ironic Gittaracakur smile, and his bones rattle away as the two of them keep walking. But he doesn't offer a verbal response, not until they've actually made it to the wall and the two of them are alone. Then, he starts pulling out the needles in sets, starting with the ones in his neck. ]
It is painful.
[ He admits, and as soon as more than a handful of pins have been removed, his hair color begins to shift, his skin and bones stretching and bending in ways that certainly don't look comfortable. It's very similar to what had happened to those rats when Illumi had struck them with these needles, his nen forcibly manipulating bodies to unnatural states - and not more than fifteen seconds later, his face has radically molded back into it's original shape, his raven hair falling down to rest at his back. A breath escapes him, and he meets Bruno's eyes, his stare familiarly bottomless. ]
That technique is hard on me. But valuable at a time like this, with so many unknowns.
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It is painful.
[ He admits, and as soon as more than a handful of pins have been removed, his hair color begins to shift, his skin and bones stretching and bending in ways that certainly don't look comfortable. It's very similar to what had happened to those rats when Illumi had struck them with these needles, his nen forcibly manipulating bodies to unnatural states - and not more than fifteen seconds later, his face has radically molded back into it's original shape, his raven hair falling down to rest at his back. A breath escapes him, and he meets Bruno's eyes, his stare familiarly bottomless. ]
That technique is hard on me. But valuable at a time like this, with so many unknowns.