As the winds blew lightly above the city, the flags dancing gently on their posts, the empty skies above City Hall would slowly turn black as the strange mist-like particles formed slowly spinning turbulent cloud just about the highest spire. The mist billowed out spanning almost the entire building before gently settling in the center, and as it dissipated at its center floating high above City Hall was Rhysian, overlooking the city with an unconscious Lelyna in his arms as the large circular mist cloud spun lightly around them high above the building. Breathing hard at first, Rhysian’s eyes would stare blankly out over the city as he caught his breath. His expression would change from shock and anguish, to anger. "For the first time, I thought it best to exclude you from my works," Rhysian would say as he stared out over the horizon, the unconscious girl in his arms leaning her head against his shoulder. "I thought, perhaps this time, I could keep it all from you, all the terrible things that I must do," He said lightly before looking down at Lelyna’s sleeping face. "All so that perhaps, maybe… just… maybe just once, you wouldn’t betray me," Rhysian’s eyes would narrow slowly as he spoke before closing all together as he gathered his thoughts. A single tear would fall down his cheek, and he would resolve himself once more looking away from the girl in his arms and at the world in front of him. "I’ve had enough," Rhysian would say as he brought his arms forward, lifting Lelyna up in front of him as if he was going to let her go. "Let's end this farce…"
Slowly, Rhysian would lower his arms, but instead of falling, Lelyna would suddenly start to float in the air in front of him, as if she was lying on a solid surface, her clothing swaying lightly in the breeze. Rhysian would slowly float higher then, until he was several yards above Lelyna, and he looked out over the city with sharp focused angry eyes. He brought his hands up in front of him, and started to move them in a slow methodical somatic motion as he started to speak in what would sound like a foreign tongue. "Eman Nakth Mulle, Jyuon Demast Jyuon, Okuhl Demast Saum, Vizaj Demast Buuhl… " Rhysian would start to chant as he continued to move his hands somatically in front of him, following a pattern as energy started to gather in front of him. "Eman Nakth Mulle, Jyuon Demast Jyuon, Okuhl Demast Saum, Vizaj Demast Buuhl… Eman Nakth Mulle, Jyuon Demast Jyuon, Okuhl Demast Saum, Vizaj Demast Buuhl… Eman Nakth Mulle, Jyuon Demast Jyuon, Okuhl Demast Saum, VIZAJ DEMAST BUUHL!!!!… " Rhysian would yell out at the end of his chant as the energy that had started to swell and spiral in front of him, shot up his arms and following his nerves and veins into his head and filling his eyes. Floating high above the city, over the highest spire at the center of City Hall, Rhysian looked over the city with fiery golden light shining and glowing from his eyes, and he stopped his chant and looked down at the city itself as the image and silhouette of every single person in the city as they wandered about revealed themselves in the form of light in his eyes.
"Avaste Krea…" Rhysian would say lightly, and suddenly one of the thousands of lights representing the thousands of people down below started to glow a different color in the distance, somewhere in the vicinity of the Academy. "Avaste Varys…" Rhysian would say as one of the lights directly below him inside of City Hall suddenly shifted to a different color. "Maxwell, Maksimov…" Rhysian would continue as more visages of light would shift in color and reveal itself, the first in the halls of the Academy, the second in the Grand Library. Noting there locations, and keeping them shifted and altered in color from the rest of the countless lights of people in the city, Rhysian continued as he looked over the city with his powerfully glowing eyes. "Avaste Nemont, Avaste Echsarte, Barathyr, Andeste, Al’Beveron…" Rhysian would call out, and with each one more and more spectrums of lighted silhouettes would shift in color to differentiate them from the masses, scattered throughout the housing district in various locations. "Keuvaal…" Rhysian would say and like all the others, the lights in the city would brighten and shift in color, one in a carriage seemingly headed towards the Hall, the other surprisingly in the same room with Maksimov in the Grand Library. Rhysian would shift his eyes slightly at the sight, tilting his head in almost amusement before continuing his works. "Avaste Malxarra, Avaste Umbrawalker…" Rhysian would say continuing his search as several more spectral lights brightened and shifted to different colors. Two were already in City Hall, seemingly travelling through the halls of the building, the others were in the market, and at the docks. Looking forward once more, he moved his hands into the symbol he had formed several times earlier and spoke again. "Avaste… Brarlea, Caertyrne, un De’Valaer…"
The remaining spectral lights brightened and shifted in colors like everyone pushed and singled out before them, and all of the locations of the souls that Rhysian would call were now singled out, visible, and unveiled to him. While his eyes still glowed brilliantly, Rhysian changed the form of the hands movements, and started to speak again, this time incanting a different spell as he focused on all of the locations before him. "Velos!... Noht!... TYMAH!!!" Immediately after casting the spell, the mist that was still lightly surrounding them in a giant ring in the air suddenly billowed out like beams of light, shooting out towards all of the locations of his intended targets while dissipating into nothing in the air. Then, suddenly, one by one, the mist started to form in the very locations of each and every light that he singled out. Suddenly, the mist would form around the light that stood in the Spellcasting classroom of the Academy. The mist would surround the Light passing through the halls of the Academy, and then surround the two lights gathered in the Grand Library. One by one, the mist would spread out, surround, gather and collect them, each and every single one. Nine were spread out in the housing districts, one on the road near the town square. Two were already in City Hall, and another was in the Market streets. Finally, lastly, nine remain lights all gathered at the docks. Then, once all of them had been collected, Rhysian himself floated back down to Lelyna, and the remaining mist in the air surrounded them as well, before dissipating and disappearing like the rest of them.
While Gannon and Eryli raced through the streets as fast as they could to get to the City Hall to warn Varys about the coming danger, Gannon heard snippets of rumors – of a man disappearing from the Market Streets in a flash of smoke and wind – just like Lelyna and Rhysian. He cursed under his breath as they went along. There was no telling what the hell Rhysian was up to, but it wasn’t good.
Meanwhile, Brageet had already arrived at the City Hall. Soaring around the building, she flew right into Varys’s office only to find it completely empty. The current state of things didn’t bode well either – however Brageet was unaware of the fact that it had been more or less in such a state since Reynard’s death. Panicked, Brageet took to the skies again and alerted Gannon to the situation at hand.
<<’Gannon, Varys’s office is in shambles and he’s no where to be found. I’m going to circle around and see if he’s in any of the other rooms.’>> Brageet had little hope that she would find him, but it never hurt to look.
Gannon cursed out loud and growled low at the news. <<’Dammit! We need him! Keep looking for him, my love! We need his authority if we want to arrest Rhysian and make him answer for his crimes! We’ll be there soon.’>>
“Brageet’s arrived at the City Hall but Varys isn’t in his office and there is evidence of foul play…” Gannon said out loud to Eryli, establishing their mind link so she could reply to his spoken words if she felt the need to do so. Leading the girl through the streets they had to maneuver around the civilians who were going about their daily lives, hindering their arrival…
As Gannon and Eryli fought to get to the City Hall Building, Brageet circled around, landing on various windowsills and peeking inside to see if she could spot Varys or anyone that she recognized to get their attention. Window to window, office to office she chirped in irritation when she found nothing. Moving to the far side of the large building, she noticed light emanating from the windows that lined the large ballroom. It was odd – the ballroom was only used for special occasions. Her instincts told her to stay away, but she circled around to a far window and landed on the sill. Pressing against the glass, she found a crack in the curtains and peeked inside.
<<’Gannon, I’ve located Varys…but he’s not alone…’>> She didn’t recognize a lot of the people gathered but she did know Kayl, Camilla, Philia, Tala….and Lelyna. Heart racing, she watched the scene; Kayl cradling an unconscious Lelyna in his arms, and Rhysian standing proud, the center of attention…This wasn’t good… <<’Gannon, something very bad is going on…get here fast!>> There was no way for her to know that this was the last thing Gannon should be doing…
Eoana City Guard||Aldaine De'Fraye [Where:] City Hall [With:] Reynard [Feeling:] Vigilant [Outfit:] Light combat attire [OOC:]
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Once outside, Aldaine’s golden gaze scoured the streets as he loomed from the high structures above. Indeed, he had an arrangement with Reynard and Diane, however, where was he to search for information. He would need to be careful. There was a significant risk that they could die if Rhysian discovered them. What is more, they couldn’t allow Varys to be compromised. If the so called “Royal Court Mage” found the Lord Marshal to be a traitor to his machinations, then the jaguar suspected a most brutal and painful fate would befall Reynard and Diane’s friend. But even so, after all of this, Aldaine still found difficulty in removing the thought of Arthur and Gerot from his head. They were merely miniscule thoughts amidst the other goings on, but still, the nagging memories of his father and former mentor still gnawed at the back of the soldier’s mind.
However, now was not the time to think on such things. He would deal with Arthur and Gerot when the time came. Right now, as it had been established, there were greater priorities afoot. As his eye scanned the streets below in greater detail, Aldaine spotted Court Mage Gannon, along with his owl, Brageet who was circling around city hall, along with a young woman with white hair…Eyrli Res, a student from the academy, the jaguar recognising her from the time she visited the barracks all those months ago. Qucikly, he made his way down to the court mage
Once on the ground, Aldaine quickly made his way towards the Gannon in an attempt to stop him and bring him up to speed on the current events. “Court Mage Gannon.” he would begin in a calm voice, noticing that the Court Mage looked…on edge for lack of a better description. Regardless, Aldaine continued, making sure that only Gannon could hear what he was saying, “Sir, myself and some colleagues have information pertaining to Lord Rhysian De’Valaer. Events have occurred leading us to suspect that Lord Marshal Varys, as well as multiple others, are now currently being held by Rhysian himself.” Aldaine knew that this sounded abrupt and there was no guarantee that Gannon would even believe him. However, now wasn’t the time to labour on long-winded explanations. There was a significant chance that a multitude of lives were in grave danger, and Aldaine hoped that Gannon, for the sake of everyone involved, would somehow take his word on this..
The Elementor was short behind the Court Mage, Gannon as they hurried through the streets towards the City Hall. She felt that slight sense of unease the closer they got, almost as if something bad was about to happen. And while a quiet part in the absolute back of her mind was telling her to turn back, her thoughts were far more set on the friend she'd seen taken away before her very eyes. She had to help him. No matter what. Eyrli made sure to remain directly behind Gannon and match his pace. More recently she found herself maintaining this with noticably less strain of her body than physical activity would have in the past.
She felt the need to be on guard during their approach when the Court Mage mentioned foul play, there was no telling what that could mean for them... Seeing as they were approaching the building. "Could somebody have hurt him?" She'd send her concerns to the man as they tried to hurry past the crowds, blissfully ignorant of the happenings at the Academy and more than likely the City Hall too. "Could the same person that took Tala took him too..?" She's ask again. Her mind was racing... Whatever was going on, it was big.
When they neared the Hall the was another rushed paired of feet heading towards them and not taking chances, Eyrli ignited the sparks around her body almost instantly and would turn her gaze to see a familiar person. While the name of the man escaped her, she recognised him as one of the City Guard back during her trial period. The electricity dispersed right after her realisation and she'd watch him share information with Gannon Noble... Speaking of Rhysian holding a number of people? It was the other Court Mage from the Academy, the one that also taught the Elementors and Diviners while there was no Professor to teach them? Though he had not mentioned where. May he did not know? Or maybe they were approaching the location? All Eyrli knew... Is it stood a chance Tala was one of those people being held. She felt her stomach twist as her previous concern was beginning to feel more and more real... In the moment, she thought without noting the link she currently held with Gannon. "Lelyna..."
<<’I don’t know, Eryli, but at this point, it is clear that Rhysian isn’t to be trusted in any respect.’>> Gannon said to her through their mind link, his tone grave, a deep worried frown on his face.
Gannon and Eryli had hardly stepped into the building before they were approached by a City Guard – Aldaine? – Gannon couldn’t quite remember the man’s name, since he’d only met him a few times over a year ago, but he remembered that he’d worked directly under Reynard and given that Gannon had trusted Rey with his life, he felt that the shifter was trustworthy. Before Gannon could tell the man anything, however, Aldaine launched into a report of his own, one that had Gannon stopping n his tracks.
“What did you just say?!” He murmured low, moving close so that no one could overhear what they were talking about. “ I came here to request the arrest of Rhysian De’Valaer! We have proof that he murdered several students and kidnapped another.” And now Rhysian was holding the Lord Marshal hostage!? What the hell was going on!?
<<’Brageet, keep an eye on everything that is happening in that ballroom! The people that are with Rhysian are likely hostages.’>> He said urgently before looking back to Aldaine. “Currently, Rhysian, along with a large group of people, are located in the Ballroom of this building, including Lord Varys. What is being done to get them away from Rhysian?” Gannon asked urgently, aware of Eryli’s presence and the fact that she could likely hear every word they were saying, despite their hushed tones. They needed to figure out a way to get those people away from Rhysian, and fast!
Reynard didn’t know what the hell they were supposed to do given the current situation but first and foremost his priority was locating Varys. Scouring the building, Rey relied on his sharp senses, mainly his sense of smell to attempt to locate his best friend. The only drawback to this plan was the fact that Varys’s scent was all over the building – it was his place of work after all. However, this didn’t stop Reynard from checking every damn room that he could to try to locate the Lord Marshal.
Moving through the far wing, he made his way back toward the central entrance only to hear familiar voices. Gaze narrowing, he stopped to press his back against a far wall, his sharp ears listening in on Aldaine and Gannon’s conversation as they spoke of Rhysian. Gannon was one of the very few officials that he’d trust with sensitive information and it seemed Aldaine was of the same mind – The Headmaster would make a perfect ally. There was only one snag – Gannon believed that he was dead. While Reynard wasn’t above revealing his current state of being to the Headmaster, there was one hard fact; the more people who knew he was alive the higher chances of the wrong people finding out…
Hearing Gannon’s words indicating the current location of Varys along with a number of unknown hostages, Rey knew that he didn’t have a choice. Coming around the corner, he approached Aldaine, Gannon and a young woman he recognized as Eryli, the trainee that had spent time at the barracks before the attack. Masking his voice, he inclined his head to Gannon.
“We are at a loss as to how to approach the matter, but we have other allies. We need to regroup at our rendezvous point.” He said before looking to Aldaine, subtly indicating their meeting with Diane at the Abandoned Building. “Come with us, we’ll need your help, Headmaster. Yours too, trainee.” He said to Eryli, giving her a little wink.
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Eoana City Guard||Aldaine De'Fraye [Where:] City Ha;; [With:] Gannon, Eryli and Reynard [Feeling:] Calm, Apprehensive [Outfit:] Light Combat attire [Hooded] [OOC:]
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Aldaine listened as the Court Mage replied to the information that the jaguar had relayed to him. It seemed as though Gannon believed him, and that the Court Mage himself and the student with him had obtained proof that Rhysian was indeed the one behind the disappearances and murders of Eoana’s citizens. Of course, from what Reynard had already told him, Aldaine already knew this. His concern did rise however as Gannon began to query as to what was being done to approach the situation. However, as fate would have it, Reynard, approached, disguised and putting on his rougher voice so that Gannon and Eryli would not recognise him. Aldaine understood Reynard’s caution and would keep silent as the fox would answer Gannon’s question.
Aldaine nodded, and would pulls up his hood and he would address Gannon once more, “Don’t worry, Court Mage Gannon, he’s a friend and he’s right. I’ll accompany you to a safe location.” Looking at the disguised Reynard, he would take the fox shifter aside and would speak in a hushed tone so that Gannon and Eryli would not hear. Once out of earshot, he spoke, “You should stay and make sure that she is safe. We can’t afford to leave any one our allies alone with him so nearby.” Obviously, Aldaine was referring to Diane as “she” and Rhysian as “him”, however, the less he could say while in public, the better. This situation was extremely delicate and it was imperative that certain information did not fall on the wrong ears. Whispering once more, he bid farewell, “Be safe, my friend”
Approaching Gannon and Eryli once more, Aldaine maintained his hushed tone as he addressed them. “Now then, please come with me.” he said as he would lead the two to the rendezvous
The girl could not ignore the hushed voices of the two men as they'd speak about the matter at hand... It seemed by their tone that the statements they were making were not just assumptions... But indeed facts. Court Mage Rhysian... A murderer. As well as the fact he is holding a number of people. Despite all that was happening part of the quiet Elementor wanted to believe it was just a dream... But the more she heard, the more the reality of the situation sunk in. I hope he isn't hurt at least... She frowned and turned her gaze down to her feet for a time, or at least until another voice caught her attention.
Eyrli looked towards the individual who had approached, casting a cautious glance in the strangers direction while she continued to simply listen. The voice she'd hardly recognise... But why did she feel like she was meant to know this person? She couldn't quiet make out the third males face, but was caught off guard by his words and actions. Trainee..? She stood there with a now puzzled expression. Noting his wink, it made her wonder who the man was? He appeared to know her? The girl looked to Gannon with a raised eyebrow. "Who is this guy..?" She'd send her thoughts to the Court Mage whenever the link was present. But not wanting to wonder for too long her option was to just go along with it for now, following the group to... Wherever they were needed. Admittedly, she was a little reluctant... She didn't know whether or not they were going to do something about the hostages right away. It was, in all honesty, frustrating. And Eyrli could not resist voicing her concern to the only man who could hear her. "What about Tala... And the others??"
He didn’t quite know how to feel about the stranger who approached them, speaking of allies and the need to work together. While Gannon couldn’t see his face and didn’t recognize his rough voice, he somehow felt that he knew this man. Narrowing his gaze, he frowned a little bit. For the time being he would trust Aldaine and call the stranger an ally, but he’d use the utmost caution – for all they knew this man was working with or for Rhysian…
Nodding, Gannon watched as Aldaine took the man aside and spoke in hushed tones. Sighing a bit, he looked to Eryli and shook his head. <<‘I’m not entirely sure…For the moment, I’ll tolerate his presence but I don’t fully trust him.’>> Gannon hardly knew Aldaine as it was, so his word that they could trust a stranger who hid his face didn’t hold very much weight.
As Aldaine bid the man farewell and approached them, he gave the stranger a little nod. “Lead on…” Keeping Eryli close, lest there be danger, he frowned deeply. <<‘For the moment, we need to formulate a plan of action. If we charge in on the meeting, or whatever it is, there is a very high possibility that Tala and the others will be placed in even more danger due to our actions. For now, we need to play it smart and come up with a tactful way to get everyone back…’>> Gannon had no disillusions, Rhysian was a killer and he’d likely kill anyone on his path if cornered, so they needed to use the utmost caution where he was concerned.
<<'Brageet, we'll be heading to a secure location to talk to some possible allies. Keep watch and report back any suspicious behavior,. But use the utmost caution my love...'>> Gannon said to his beloved owl as they stepped away from the City Hall. <<'I will, love. You be safe as well...'>> Brageets mind voice in his mind was soothing but even still, he had a very bad feeling about all of this...
Reynard had suspected that Gannon would be suspicious of him – as he should be – so when the Headmaster didn’t openly accept what he had to say and instead turned to Aldaine for direction, he wasn’t insulted. In fact, he was glad that the Headmaster was so cautious. With everything that was going on it would be utterly foolish to outright trust a mysterious stranger.
Giving Gannon and Eryli a small nod, he moved to the side with Aldaine and looked him in the eye as he spoke. Nodding in agreement, his gaze narrowed slightly as he contemplated where to look for Diane. “Be safe, Brother.” Watching Aldaine move back toward Gannon and Eryli, he waited until the trio turned and left the City Hall before getting back to the task at hand.
Moving stealthily through the halls, Reynard sniffed the air, searching for Diane’s scent. As he passed by the Ballroom, his ears twitched as he heard the voices within. It pained him to leave everyone behind, with a murderer like Rhysian, but he didn’t have a choice. Moving away from the luxurious room, Rey prowled the halls until he found her. Whistling softly so her sensitive ears caught the sound, he signaled Diane to his presence. Once she approached his hiding spot, he drew her close.
“Gannon has come from the Academy with news of Rhysian’s actions…Aldaine has taken him to the rendezvous point. Come, we need to regroup and come up with a plan of action…” Taking his beloved mate’s hand, he led her out of City Hall and through the side streets toward the Abandoned Building.
Once she was out of the office and she knew the other two had slipped out easily, she went on her own way. This was an opportunity for her to do her own investigating as well as collect her thoughts. With all that was going on at that very moment, many different thoughts were racing through her mind. There was so much to lose, so much at stake. Some of the things she could not even begin to imagine. Rhysian was an absolute enigma. The man had no issue playing dirty and leaving many to suffer in order to reach his goal. As Diane moved through the halls and crept around, she began to give some thought into his master plan.
After some time, her ears had caught the sound of people and conversation. She kept a large distance and remained silent until she heard a soft whistle. Her ears twitched before she approached the source. Seeing her beloved, she found herself in his arms, golden eyes staring expectantly. “Gannon has information? Well, that’s a relief. Hopefully, they were able to leave and make their way to the hideout with no issues or interferences. Let’s go and reunite with them, shall we? I want to figure something out as quickly as we possibly can…” Holding Reynard’s hand, she squeezed it before going with him toward the Abandoned Building, away from the City Hall.
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Student||Aemon, the Outcast [Where:] City Hall [With:] Gin [Feeling:] Apprehensive [Outfit:] Newly Purchased Attire. [OOC:]
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Aemon was in a state of utter confusion. First the two had followed Gannon, Eryli and a mysterious man away from city hall to an abandoned building, only to hear a blast emanating from City Hall, prompting Gin to lead Aemon back the direction they came. The Azarian had no clue what was going on and it was starting to try his patience. However, he kept calm as the two approaching the City Hall.
Once there, they arrived to a state of disarray, with a large portion of City Hall having been blown apart from the infrastructure, a crowd of concerned onlookers having gathered at the scene. At this Aemon instantly halted both himself and Gin in their tracks before moving in front of the shifter, hands gripping Gin’s shoulders/ “Wait a minute Gin…” Looking back at the crowd, then up to the building, then back to the shifter he spoke, “Look, I haven’t a clue what is going on, but I doubt just waltzing into City Hall is the best course of action right now. From people disappearing, to the way you’re acting…and with the added aspect that a blown-up building stands in front of us, it doesn’t take a genius to cop on that something is very wrong here.” No doubt he knew Gin cared about others, and such was a admirable quality, but they needed some form of game plan, not go running in guns blazing. Sighing, he relaxed his grip on Gin’s shoulder’s and continued, “Look, I don’t know what’s going on here…but I have no doubt you care about others and I will help in anyway I can…” Looking back at the crowd he continued, “I suggest we help any nearby guards get the civilians away from here.” Indeed, this was a dangerous place to be…and not having any clue what they were dealing with only increased the risk. And…if it happened that unsavoury individuals were behind this…then Aemon couldn’t risk so many innocents here to potentially get caught in the crossfire…
▲ I am a strong woman [My strength is not my muscles
Sarai was not prepared to see what has become of City Hall. Much destruction took place with plenty of debris in the surrounding area. There is a mixture of curious civilians trying to figure out what is going on and guards who are moving them away. Getting them to safety is their top priority if whoever or whatever caused the destruction is still there. She walked up to one of the guards after fighting through some of the civilians, identified herself as the 1st lieutenant Eoana guard, and asked if anyone knew what happened. No one knows for sure, especially with their focus on clearing the area before conducting a proper investigation. That is probably the best thing Sarai can do for the time being until she or someone else organizes a party to go into the other parts of City Hall. It would also give her more time for her arm and leg to heal a bit in case she has to fight once again. She, along with other guards, continue to move civilians away from the debris, including helping those who have been directly affected by the destruction.
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///BASICINFORMATION
NAME ▲ [Sarai Kuuma]
AGE ▲ [24]
GENDER ▲ [Female]
EYE COLOR ▲ [Gold]
HAIR COLOR ▲ [Red]
HAIR LENGTH ▲ [Short]
HEIGHT ▲ [5’2]
WEIGHT ▲ [138 lbs]
SEXUAL ORIENTATION ▲ [Bisexual]
ETHNICITY ▲ [Polynesian]
/(Nor is it my skills)▲▼(But the heart of a warrior within)
As the pair came upon City Hall the destruction that they witnessed, it was shocking. There were injured civilians everywhere, the guards were doing their best to help and figure out what had happened, meanwhile a crowd was gathering, everyone whispering about what was happening. All of this was just too much of a coincidence. People disappearing, secret meetings, explosions in the city, the influx of Valorian Guards that everyone had seen the last few weeks…the arrival of the Nobles. Swallowing hard, Gin was ready to charge in headfirst to get some answers when Aemon stepped in front of him and grabbed his shoulders to stop him.
Blinking in surprise, Gin nearly growled at him but then he heard what Aemon was saying. This wasn’t their fight, nor their place. The City Guards had their jobs to do and as such the most they could do as students and civilians was help anyone who was injured and keep people back in case there was another blast.
Sighing heavily, Gin’s ears swished back, and he nodded. “You’re right, Aemon…Lets do what we can to hep those who need it most.” Patting Aemon’s shoulder, Gin moved to help a couple who had been knocked down by the blow. They were an elderly couple and while their injuries weren’t that bad, they needed help getting out of the area. “Here, let me help you…” It didn’t take much effort, but Gin helped the husband and wife get away from the area of destruction and down the street. It felt good to at least be doing something to help the City…But even still, Gin couldn’t get the image of Eoana on fire out of his mind…
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Wolf Shifter & Reluctant Oracle ||Gin Kuroko Acckerman
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