F R O Z E N

One brow tried to raise only to feel the mask weigh it down. Instinct had the masked vigilante force his body to straighten up best he could, ready for anything. His anxiety was still a little high from the.. what had happened anyway? A spell? A machine? It just felt off but that symbol was burned into his mind. He would have to find some paper and a pen to draw it then start asking around. Maybe there was a counter here? He hoped.

❝ Well , i guess it's your lucky day you ran into me out here.

Placing his hand palm upwards , frost began spilling out from the center and off the sides , a block of ice forming in it's place. extending the newly formed ice outward , Gray props it against the injured wrist until the other takes hold of it.

❝ I'mma take a wild guess and say you aren't from here. considering you looked more confused than anything by the mention of Magnolia. Let's get you to the guild hall and we can probably go from there.

Moving so he was standing next to the other , he offered himself as a means of support before nodding his head in the direction he was just coming from.

Why did he sound like he was under water? The question was muffled, but his A.D.H.D. brain fills in the gaps or blanks easily. He was alive at least, a mental victory dance for that. Another question, this time one he did not quite catch when his brain sunk inward. “What?”

‘Is that your blood?’

Timothy looked down at his suit, noting the front was splattered in what appeared to be blood. What happened? His brain was foggy and slow to piece it together. He had found something, a symbol when being chased by some goons. One of them slammed him against it and the moment his body touched, it flared to life. 

Watching what Gray could only describe as a grown man in red and black spandex fall out of the sky from basically nowhere was definitely a new one though. The ice mage instantly approached the newly appeared stranger , keeping a mostly safe distance as he shot questions at them . The comment of ' didn't make it ' made an eyebrow quirk up on the mage's face but that was probably a better question for later.

❝ That's not concerning at all . . . at least it's not yours.

It was more muttered to himself than anything as he moved slightly closer to the stranger , ready to catch them in case they collapsed for any reason. Dark eyes skimmed up and down, taking in the . . . unique outfit the other was wearing. The mask was mostly what he found curious , but noticing how the other was cradling their wrist was more the focus of his attention.

10 colorful days { Hanakumamii }