Yato
Internet Funny Man
Interactions: Dishonoured
Rex slowly crawled to a nearby brick wall, that was a part of a small building. He used it to pull himself up, carefully getting back on his feet. He wiped the dirt off his shoulders and looked around at the people staring at him, due to the crash. He let off a fake grin, and started to limp forward. He used the wall to keep himself up. Suddenly, he felt a shock, and fell down on one knee.
He groaned, with one hand on his knee and the other buried within his hair. "Nice going Rex." He said, creating a ball of fire in his hand. He pressed the ball of fire down on his knee, and the leg was ignited in a flame. He started to heal his leg, controlling the flames to they don't spread. He pulled his shoulders back to retract his wings, but they didn't. They just stayed out, weakly.
He stood back up and that's when he realized a person next to him, trying to speak to him. Because he was moving, he didn't hear half of the things that was said. However, of the little he did hear, it was very clear what was said. "I don't need any help flying. Not from you, nor anyone. I'm fine like I am. Besides, it's not something I can control it anyway." He responded. "Celestey, was it? Thanks for the 'concern,' but as I said, I'll pass. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have somewhere to be" He said, noticing a large crowd entering a building. He got a hint that's where he was to be. He left Celestey behind and limped to the building.
Upon reaching the building, he slowly opened the door to see many tables and students, waiting patiently. He limped to the nearest table, trying to hide his wings, but not the flaming leg that was healing. He sat down and slowly took deep breaths, clearly in pain.
Rex slowly crawled to a nearby brick wall, that was a part of a small building. He used it to pull himself up, carefully getting back on his feet. He wiped the dirt off his shoulders and looked around at the people staring at him, due to the crash. He let off a fake grin, and started to limp forward. He used the wall to keep himself up. Suddenly, he felt a shock, and fell down on one knee.
He groaned, with one hand on his knee and the other buried within his hair. "Nice going Rex." He said, creating a ball of fire in his hand. He pressed the ball of fire down on his knee, and the leg was ignited in a flame. He started to heal his leg, controlling the flames to they don't spread. He pulled his shoulders back to retract his wings, but they didn't. They just stayed out, weakly.
He stood back up and that's when he realized a person next to him, trying to speak to him. Because he was moving, he didn't hear half of the things that was said. However, of the little he did hear, it was very clear what was said. "I don't need any help flying. Not from you, nor anyone. I'm fine like I am. Besides, it's not something I can control it anyway." He responded. "Celestey, was it? Thanks for the 'concern,' but as I said, I'll pass. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have somewhere to be" He said, noticing a large crowd entering a building. He got a hint that's where he was to be. He left Celestey behind and limped to the building.
Upon reaching the building, he slowly opened the door to see many tables and students, waiting patiently. He limped to the nearest table, trying to hide his wings, but not the flaming leg that was healing. He sat down and slowly took deep breaths, clearly in pain.