[Char shifted over so he could get a look at Green's back. His trainer, body temperature aside, Green wasn't looking so hot. Even asking him to turn around felt like a bit much to demand.
He wasn't sure what he was expecting to see -- there were no freaky mutant space tentacles back there or anything. It was just a bunch of skin. But still... things didn't quite look normal. The skin was stretched taught, and right between the shoulder blades, sat identical lumps of... something. Hesitantly, he reached out and laid his hands on them. They felt bony. For a second, Char let his eyes drop down to the hem of Green's boxers (no homo). All that heat, orange horns, now these things on (in?) his back...]
There's somethin' not right back here.
[Char moved back in front of Green, this time facing away so he could show Green his wings. He gave them a little twitch, trying to indicate the point where they met his own back.]
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He wasn't sure what he was expecting to see -- there were no freaky mutant space tentacles back there or anything. It was just a bunch of skin. But still... things didn't quite look normal. The skin was stretched taught, and right between the shoulder blades, sat identical lumps of... something. Hesitantly, he reached out and laid his hands on them. They felt bony. For a second, Char let his eyes drop down to the hem of Green's boxers (no homo). All that heat, orange horns, now these things on (in?) his back...]
There's somethin' not right back here.
[Char moved back in front of Green, this time facing away so he could show Green his wings. He gave them a little twitch, trying to indicate the point where they met his own back.]
It feels weird right about here, doesn't it?