[Post No. 33626789]

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Twonyxia shrugs, "Well, I think it has something to do with scent. I picked up on it a little bit, but I don't think my sense of 'smelling' a changeling is anywhere near good as Dad's, so maybe the armor can 'sniff' the difference between a half-breed like us and a full Changeling like him."
this part comes before anything

As you comment on having fused with Steel, her smirks, "And, gods willing, I wouldn't mind if it stood that way. I find it rather special having been the only one to fuse with you as well."
Twonyxia snorts, "You two want me to ask our hosts if they could so generously get you two a room?"
"You really do leap to the most base conclusions, don't you?" Steel teases.

As the armor is pulled out for Onyxia and she begins putting it on, piece by piece, the armor does in fact stretch a little bit to accommodate Onyxia's newfound size, and snap into place piece by piece as Onyxia dons the full set. As you finish putting it on, the group looks at you, seemingly in approval as you manage to complete the look. You try to test the movement, but find what Twonyxia had mentioned earlier with it moving like through molasses, the suit locked up and unwilling to work with you.
"It looks pretty darn intimidating," Ulmash says, "With the spikes and all. But I think that's the intended look."
"You pull it off brilliantly, my dear." Valor says, "Not quite as good as MY Onyxia but, close."

Steel smirks. "Well, I think it looks good. Though it looks like it is giving you a bit of trouble."
Before you can respond, you feel a slight tickle at the back of your neck, and hear the small sounds of insect legs skittering around you in various spots. It starts to feel a little easier to move now, though only just barely.