11-10-2014, 04:39 AM
Austen merely penciled away, drawing in the rest of Aaron's body. He exhaled deeply as he placed the male's DNA, all of which he acquired from the handshake, the wet clothes and even a hair strand into the device he drew with, which resembled a regular pencil, but for him, it had quite some different effects. As he drew a cloud over the picture's face, Aaron would find his mind in a foggy state of sorts. "Fast, but not quick anymore, you say?" He would see about that. His drawings never missed their mark. Aaron was not in the top shape he was before the injury. It was easy for the male to know this as once he drew the image, he could literally see the other's life as if he was completely there.
"Do me a favor and just strip to your underwear." The tone was commanding rather than asking and at the state Aaron was in, he would no doubt oblige without asking or second guessing. He would be oblivious to it in fact. That made the task quite easier in seeing what needed to be done. Once the male had done so, Austen began to draw away at the toned frame, replacing it in favor of a much more quicker, yet sturdy frame. Aaron would possibly feel the changes, but would not know what was going on other than that he was having the greatest time of his life.
"If you could take the chance in crafting what you wanted to do, what would it be?" Austen stared at his previous sketch from before, slowly adding some ideas here and there from the picture, one specific detail being a radiating light of sorts around the figure's belly.
"Do me a favor and just strip to your underwear." The tone was commanding rather than asking and at the state Aaron was in, he would no doubt oblige without asking or second guessing. He would be oblivious to it in fact. That made the task quite easier in seeing what needed to be done. Once the male had done so, Austen began to draw away at the toned frame, replacing it in favor of a much more quicker, yet sturdy frame. Aaron would possibly feel the changes, but would not know what was going on other than that he was having the greatest time of his life.
"If you could take the chance in crafting what you wanted to do, what would it be?" Austen stared at his previous sketch from before, slowly adding some ideas here and there from the picture, one specific detail being a radiating light of sorts around the figure's belly.