The drone beeps once, turning to look at where Raut was-before detecting nothing, seeing that he left already and went back to its silent vigil.
She nods, as she takes out a first aid kit and sets it beside him. Her hand shook a little as she set it down, looking at Michael and Link. "C-Can...Can you help him? H-He's...I-I...I'm not sure what else can I do..."
edited 24th Mar '17 9:30:43 PM by f1r3lemon
всегда верен-his breathing is calm-
-but it definitely poses a distinct problem, having invisible flesh and muscle-
-especially in whether he has scabbed over, and what is in the way... though by the position relative to the rest of him, the bullet seems like it's in the lungs-
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post-Stares at him for a moment longer-
-He's twelve, and apparently unarmed, which is not great-
-But he's also twelve, and nothing is harder to handle than a twelve year-old boy with something to prove-
-When he addresses him again it's as more or less an equal- Well, if you're looking for something, I can't guarantee you'll find it here. This is just a glorified dumping ground. -Sits back down and begins doing stretches-
No. I am... -Pauses for a moment- ...looking for something to occupy my time.
edited 24th Mar '17 9:42:59 PM by WonderSquid

"Looks like their coins altered their physiology, made it so they don't need Morphers. Direct access to the Morphing Grid...that's new."