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|Arystar Krory III||
Posted: Feb 13 2018, 01:51 PM
Arystar Krory III
© Jessica // CURRENTLY Offline
Arystar held his breath as Miranda activated her Innocence. It wasn't because she was using it - he'd seen it several times before and he used his as his own weapon - but he didn't know if it was going to work or not. His Innocence was physical and it made him stronger as a fighter, even if the advantages he had with it against akuma didn't work on others. But, Miranda's Innocence worked differently, so he wasn't entirely sure just what sort of effect it might end of having.
When the unicorn turned into a man, Arystar let out his breath in a low hiss, though it was mostly from shock. That wasn't exactly what he was expecting to happen! But, it meant that there was something more going on here than they had initially thought.
"Should we approach him?" Arystar asked. He seemed like he was out of sorts. As much as he wasn't sure if it was safe, he still wanted to help the guy out.
Making sure he was ready in case the man decided to attack him, Arystar moved away from the safety of Armstrong's protection and went to the man, crouching down on the ground next to him. Carefully, Arystar turned him so he was upright and leaned his body against one of the stone fists Armstrong had made.
"He doesn't appear to be bodily injured," Arystar said before quickly adding, "As far as I can see." He was no doctor, though, of course.
Posted: Feb 18 2018, 10:46 AM
© Jen // CURRENTLY Offline
Slowly, Dylas opened his eyes. The daylight stung, as if he had been wandering through a dark tunnel for hours. But he couldn't remember doing so and felt like he had only woken up because somebody moved him. That somebody was beside him. Dylas couldn't quite make out who he was - his vision was still blurry.
Shutting his eyes, he shook his head and opened them again. A little better, but it still didn't help very much, considering he had no idea why he was out cold in the first place.
"Who are you?" Dylas asked the guy beside him, but then he realized where they were. "Wait... is this the lake?" Lake Umacy. From time to time, he would go fishing here, but the last time he remembered being here was weeks ago. How the hell did he get here?
Dylas frowned, his ears flattening in both annoyance and confusion. What the hell happened to him?
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