Opening to a new Day [Open]

[Scara Roshinto]

Brown eyes opened as her vision was incredibly foggy, making them close again. She opened them again as they cleared, seeing the bright clear skies. The skies she knew and loved. When she lifted herself up, the landscape did not fit the skies. She knew those skies, and yet, her home was different.

She recognized bits and pieces of it, but the large research facilities, the strange looking river type thing connecting to the place, and the fact everything seemed much more...darker...maybe her feel foreign. This was no longer the Gran Pulse she knew and loved. Pain shot through Scara as she let out a silent gasp, she looked at herself.

Parts of her dress were dirty and bloody as she looked at herself more, trying to pinpoint the source of her pain. The battle she had before she laid unconscious flew by her mind in that instant. Her arms and legs had various scratches and her side was torn open, but it wasn't serious nor deep.

She also felt parts of her skin burn, most likely from being hit by the electrical attacks from Sonia. She slowly got up, testing the strength of her legs. They wobbled but was able to hold her light weight as she bent over and retrieved her weapons. she put them away as she looked around.

There was no evidence of fight anywhere, which alarmed her the most. Akira was always such a messy fighter that...speaking of which. "Akira?" Her throat felt patchy and dry, but the fear and concerned was still there. She received no response. She looked around frantically. "Akira!" She called out again, her voice pitching.

No response.

'Vento?' She thought, wondering if everyone was gone. She also received no response. Scara fell into milk panic. Where had everyone gone? Why was she alone? She never was alone...Vento was always watching her and, when her parents and brother were gone, Akira was there...

But now they were both gone. Scara could feel the tears mix with dirt and her own blood caked on her face but she could not stop herself. She was scared, alone, and confused. But something urged her to walk. She needed to get out of this place for it was no longer safe. Her limbs forced her to move as Scara walked, in no particular direction, tears hindering her vision.

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She walked. She didn't know where she was, but she assumed she only walked for a couple of minutes but her body gave out. Scara felt and heard her body hit the marshland under her. It didn't hurt; the pain of her other wounds made sure of that. They were small and not many, but Scara was unused to pain.

She wanted to continue on, but her body was exhausted again, threatening her consciousness as she shifted in and out of it. She wanted to call for help, but her mouth wouldn't move, instead, looking straight ahead, as if someone would just...materialize in front of her, saving her from her pain.

Even if they had, they would most likely not get rid of the emotional pain she felt.

[MIUMI HAROU]

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Once the incantation was completed suddenly the corpses would pulsate and were being drawn inwards by invisible hands forming a giant orb. That orb suddenly spiked outwards as it transformed into a dense amaranthine-shaded crystal. However as the light filtered through brush one could see there was a figure within in curled into the fetal position and as the man would walk closer pressing his hand amongst the jagged edges. He would then then rake his hand swiftly across one of the tips to draw a fountain of blood forth smearing it against the surface. One could notice the blood flowed inwards and could be distinguished by the spiraling shadows within the crystal which slowly filled the chamber where Miumi encased. The man’s face however showed the strain this was causing him as this once plush and subtle skin had become worn thin as parchment paper.

His sunk further back into his skull and his muscular arms quickly seemed to go through atrophy until the bones seemed to protrude oddly by that point he could only gasp and stutter for air. While his vision began to blur suddenly the crystal would become covered in hair-line cracks which grew rapidly until the crystal exploded with a loud boom, which SCARA would probably be able to hear and as Miumi stumbled forward he would fall downwards his long sable locks cascaded freely around him as did the snow white dress he wore. Once he fell however he’d fall down towards a slope and stumbled down and began to tumble towards SCARA stopping about five feet infront of her in a state of semi-consciousness. The only things that were disguisable is that he was also armed as a holster of some sort could be seen with a collapsed weapon within as well as the fact that he wasn’t a hume.




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[Scara Roshinto]

Ironically, someone would literally materialize themselves in front of her. Scara's eyes shot open, suddenly much more conscious, as she heard the explosion. She was, of course, not aware of who or what made the explosion, but simply recognized the sound of it. Scara moved herself, which was difficult for her lack of strength, to a sitting position, looking around.

Something rolled as Scara looked and stared at the other mere feet from her. Scara ignored physical characteristics and also the weapon in favor of her caring nature. Without much thought nor sense of danger for herself, she moved herself closer to the other. Her body screamed at her to stop, but she could not.

She would not rest so long as there was someone injured near her, or to her knowledge. Scara brought herself next to the other, looking over him. He didn't seem...blown up, which was good, and then moved on to see if the other was conscious. Miumi was like her; Miumi was in a state of semi-consciousness.

Scara saw her vision blur, but she needed to fight it for she needed to know if the other was okay. "Hey! Are you okay?" She asked. She resisted the urge to use her magic, though she wasn't even sure if she could even perform them right now. Akira reacted violently the first time she healed her.

She rather not make the other violent. But if his wounds needed immediate attention to, she would definitely try.