Plidinous Vogue
Picking up a broken table leg, he rotated it in his hands for a bit as he looked back at Reyna. "Guessing you're a singer? Makes sense with your power I suppose. I wonder if that's true of a lot of us? Our power just enhances what we already were or liked or were good at?," he mused aloud. "While mine had nothing to do with my life or preferences, it certainly seems true of you and Whistler. Becca too maybe."
He concentrated on the material, seeing if he could change it...
"No, I can shift forms. Like so," he said, the sand and loose particulates he was made up of pulled together and tightened up, solidify and darkening. A few blinks later he was a hulking stone figure. Now his voice really did sound like grinding rocks. "I am much stronger like this. Tougher. Heavier too. But a bit slower," his bulky shoulders shrugged before things started to break apart as he turned back to sand/dirt/particulate matter.
"But if you mean can I look normal, like a regular person? Yes. A good chunk of my powers don't work unless I am changed so it's kind of safer. But...mainly, and I mean no offense by this, it because...well, I don't know who to trust or IF I can trust people with what I look like. I have family and friends who know nothing of this stuff. They're regular people. And I wasn't careful enough. Before I ever made those pillars, just like some others on the text, someone sent pictures of me using my abilities. Pictures that should have been impossible to take without powers. No note, no blackmail but it sure as hell had the feel of a threat behind it. So, now, I'm being extra careful. I don't know how else to keep people safe except hide any connection. Sorry. I just don't know what else to do," he said with an apologetic half shrug.
OOC:
I have transformation (only non-organic) but I have no idea if it works on summoned stuff...
Yep, he's worried and untrusting of people he just met 10 mins ago. ;) More than welcome to convince him otherwise!