[He thinks that's enough. He thinks Petre will tire himself out, and then they can go back to the Bearings and everything will be okay.]
[Boy, is he wrong.]
[He's never seen Petre like this, change like this, and momentarily, he's stunned. The jawbones, the eyes, the limbs...in a way, it's beautiful. He almost wants to reach out, to let his fingers drift around the black eyes on his skin...but Nathaniel really can't admire them for long, not when the creature that was once Petre is now trying to strangle him.]
[Okay, clothes? Forget about clothes. He could care less if he ends up buck naked by the end of this, as long as he survives. He pushes all he can into his mass, his form suddenly expanding into the full size of his true form, clothes ripping and face fully unraveling into it's characteristic flower-like form.]
[He reaches out with a bulky limb to grasp the back of Petre's neck, ripping him off like one would an offending scab off of skin, and slams him right into the ground.]
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[Boy, is he wrong.]
[He's never seen Petre like this, change like this, and momentarily, he's stunned. The jawbones, the eyes, the limbs...in a way, it's beautiful. He almost wants to reach out, to let his fingers drift around the black eyes on his skin...but Nathaniel really can't admire them for long, not when the creature that was once Petre is now trying to strangle him.]
[Okay, clothes? Forget about clothes. He could care less if he ends up buck naked by the end of this, as long as he survives. He pushes all he can into his mass, his form suddenly expanding into the full size of his true form, clothes ripping and face fully unraveling into it's characteristic flower-like form.]
[He reaches out with a bulky limb to grasp the back of Petre's neck, ripping him off like one would an offending scab off of skin, and slams him right into the ground.]