Nobody Special
Mac
VULKEN BECKMAN
SCENE:
Phoenixes Arc 1: Scene 3 [Training Day]
LOCATION:
The Heavenly Skies, East District
PARTICIPANTS:
Reika, Dimitri, Auvura, Darren, Kanna, Ruriko, Guardian, Libla
CURRENT STAGE:
2 (Current Temp: 1,000°F / 538°C (Cooling Down))
TRAINING DAY
While Vulken slowly walked away from the chaotic scene, he noticed that the edges of his vision were slowly becoming… dark. He hadn’t even gotten too far from Kanna yet, and his body was already starting to lash out against him. His hearing went in and out, his breathing became more and more erratic– every step he took was torture, and his body was punishing him for pretending it wasn’t.
“Shit…” He quietly mumbled to himself, his legs struggling to carry him any further. He reached out to grab something for support, only to grab the air around him. As he rapidly descended into unconsciousness, he frantically searched for something to focus on.
“...Ain’t this a bi–”
Before his eyes could fully close, he was whisked away by his knight in shining…
…Shadows?
The sudden rush of wind against Vulken’s face as he bursted forward at a high speed was more than enough to drag him back into the world of the living. With just one inhale, his eyes shot open. His dilated pupils worked quickly to help him register what the hell was happening, and once they landed on a head of familiar white hair, he managed to figure things out.
“L-Libla?!” He shouted, suddenly full of energy after the shock. Finally, he started asking himself the right questions; Why the hell was Libla here? Where were Reika and Dimitri? Why the fuck was it so windy?!
His head tilted downward, only to realize that they were flying in the air, and his only real supports were the shadows wrapped around his boots and the shoulders of the shorter woman.
“FUCK!!” He screamed, significantly tightening his grip on Libla. Between frightened breaths, he continued to freak out. “J-Jesus, Libla! What the hell’re you doin’ here?”
Wait. If Libla was here, then that meant…
“How the hell did Hellie find out about this? We on the news, or somethin’?”
Vulken firmly patted Libla on the shoulder as they flew around. “Hey, Libby. Don’t worry ‘bout me. You gotta go find Reika and Dimitri. I think they fell in the water during… whatever the hell that was.”
He knew he would regret saying that, but the Queen was definitely more important than him.
“This whole thing is a big fuckin’ misunderstanding, man. If the others are plannin’ somethin’, you gotta tell ‘em to call everything off and go home. How did you guys find out this was happenin’, anyway??”
While Vulken slowly walked away from the chaotic scene, he noticed that the edges of his vision were slowly becoming… dark. He hadn’t even gotten too far from Kanna yet, and his body was already starting to lash out against him. His hearing went in and out, his breathing became more and more erratic– every step he took was torture, and his body was punishing him for pretending it wasn’t.
“Shit…” He quietly mumbled to himself, his legs struggling to carry him any further. He reached out to grab something for support, only to grab the air around him. As he rapidly descended into unconsciousness, he frantically searched for something to focus on.
“...Ain’t this a bi–”
Before his eyes could fully close, he was whisked away by his knight in shining…
…Shadows?
The sudden rush of wind against Vulken’s face as he bursted forward at a high speed was more than enough to drag him back into the world of the living. With just one inhale, his eyes shot open. His dilated pupils worked quickly to help him register what the hell was happening, and once they landed on a head of familiar white hair, he managed to figure things out.
“L-Libla?!” He shouted, suddenly full of energy after the shock. Finally, he started asking himself the right questions; Why the hell was Libla here? Where were Reika and Dimitri? Why the fuck was it so windy?!
His head tilted downward, only to realize that they were flying in the air, and his only real supports were the shadows wrapped around his boots and the shoulders of the shorter woman.
“FUCK!!” He screamed, significantly tightening his grip on Libla. Between frightened breaths, he continued to freak out. “J-Jesus, Libla! What the hell’re you doin’ here?”
Wait. If Libla was here, then that meant…
“How the hell did Hellie find out about this? We on the news, or somethin’?”
Vulken firmly patted Libla on the shoulder as they flew around. “Hey, Libby. Don’t worry ‘bout me. You gotta go find Reika and Dimitri. I think they fell in the water during… whatever the hell that was.”
He knew he would regret saying that, but the Queen was definitely more important than him.
“This whole thing is a big fuckin’ misunderstanding, man. If the others are plannin’ somethin’, you gotta tell ‘em to call everything off and go home. How did you guys find out this was happenin’, anyway??”
Peckinou