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[corruptphoenix]

[This is a modern Japanese city near the ocean, with no known beaches about. So, it's curious the tiny Alarm is rushing down the road, sporting piles of metal and beaded jewelry that look right out of a tomb display, sand rubbed all over his front. Best of all, his rod is in his hand, blade out and bloody.

And he's running with his face frozen in fear. Right for the apartment building.

-but, should you not be run over by the little Egyptian, someone's walking slowly in his shadow, coming into the lobby without a hair out of place. Save for looking for, someone, in the space, there's no sign of connection between these entrances.

Surely there isn't any?]

[[ooc: Not to baffled with an "in medias res" drama, but guess who harassed some AE merchant NPCs, got his just desserts (not the card) from Rising, and spazzed onto the scene? Both are free for tagging!]]

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[psychicfluff]

[In Alarm's panicked run, he should run right into Amaryllis. She growls.]

What are you doing-

Once she manages to come to her sense and process that oh, that's a kid,she'll try to catch him by the should and push him back a few inches with annoyance, but not especially hostility.]

You should be more careful.

[But something's off...]

...What's going on?

let's see if it stays one~

[bloodoncespilt]

[-that step back is wise, given his first reaction is to swipe with blades. But he's swerving bad, and near tumbling to get loose from that hand.]

L-let go! I just want to go!

[Panic doesn't cover it.]

[psychicfluff]

[Alarm will manage to catch and carve a small cut into the fabric of her sleeve. Tch, that's not very nice...

She'll let you go, but if Alarm tries to bolt off very far, he might find himself stumbling over thin air a bit.]

Hey, it's, uh. It's okay. Are you running from something? 'Cause if so, you've got to, ah... make sure it can't run, before you try to run.

[bloodoncespilt]

[-geh.

Signs of magic - messing with him, no less - is the worst thing he could run into. And the stumbling still just draws something that's trying to be a glare, Amaryllis's way.]

What's that matter?! He's going to come at me- And will just, stop me, again...

[But instead of detailing that tidbit, he stares at the woman of magic a beat before completely changing tones.]

Hey- why don't you stop him?

[psychicfluff]

What?

[If she doesn't think Alarm will run, there will be no sort of resistance.

She looks annoyed and offended, then pauses.]

...Why, who's after you?

[bloodoncespilt]

[-for a second there this seemed useless, but he jumps on the question like that.]

The king! The lost one- But he's insane! He tried to drive me mad with his magic!

[psychicfluff]

[Alarm is pretty lucky he's as young as he is, or Amaryllis would be not as soft on you.]

...Okay. I'll look after you until he can't hurt you.

Let's... go away from here. To the apartments.

new aim! "theroletoplay" jsyk

[bloodoncespilt]

[...what? She's not going to use these weird powers to risk her life fighting that crazy king?

Tch.]

Fine... But I'm not getting in that elevator!