[And that liquid metal begins to shift into something even less defined than he was previously, almost losing the shape of his original body entirely, before it rises to about Moriarty's height and begins to take shape again.
In fact once it's finished, it's a very familiar shape.
Moriarty himself.]
Do you understand? Adaptable.
[It's Moriarty's voice speaking back at him, but it's still Metal's tone...or lack thereof, more accurately.
Also, the creepiest part is there are none of the subtle movements one would expect from an actual human being. No rise and fall of his chest for breathing, no twitch of his hand or shift of his weight at the legs. When he speaks, everything looks normal enough...but as soon as he's stopped speaking that visage isn't human at all. It's too still to the point it's unnatural.]
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In fact once it's finished, it's a very familiar shape.
Moriarty himself.]
Do you understand? Adaptable.
[It's Moriarty's voice speaking back at him, but it's still Metal's tone...or lack thereof, more accurately.
Also, the creepiest part is there are none of the subtle movements one would expect from an actual human being. No rise and fall of his chest for breathing, no twitch of his hand or shift of his weight at the legs. When he speaks, everything looks normal enough...but as soon as he's stopped speaking that visage isn't human at all. It's too still to the point it's unnatural.]