[Whoops, I really should've tracked this post, I didn't see Kouta's comment at all, whooooops]
There's a glowing person. I shift into a defensive posture half in front of Emi, then with some embarrassment step to the side. He can protect himself. He's a teenager. Not an infant.
"Hello," I call cautiously. He's blond. Wearing armour, but it's not like ours. This doesn't cover his head, and he's got a -
A cape.
You'd have to be really goddamn stupid to wear a cape when you fight. That alone tells me that he doesn't rely just on physical abilities.
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Date: 2015-04-08 04:06 am (UTC)There's a glowing person. I shift into a defensive posture half in front of Emi, then with some embarrassment step to the side. He can protect himself. He's a teenager. Not an infant.
"Hello," I call cautiously. He's blond. Wearing armour, but it's not like ours. This doesn't cover his head, and he's got a -
A cape.
You'd have to be really goddamn stupid to wear a cape when you fight. That alone tells me that he doesn't rely just on physical abilities.
Really! A cape!