#captainscifo

Puella Magi Madoka Magika Sentence Starters | Accepting

“Leave it to me! If there’s anything I’m good at, it’s climbing!” A rather ill-gotten skill of his, but hey! He was putting it to good use now at least, isn’t he?

Damuron dropped a sword onto the pile of other equipment he’d removed, mostly his heavy, cumbersome armour. The bow stayed strapped at his side however, and now that he had relieved himself of anything that’d get in the way, he stared up at the tree, and the terrified cat clinging to one of the topmost branches.

  Finath frowned at the answer. He’d been watching the younger Knight staring at something that he couldn’t see for several moments before finally speaking up. “Who’s your captain? Perhaps I-” Wait, he wasn’t a Knight anymore. His word would mean little right now. “Perhaps you should talk to your captain and get yourself some time to relax if you’re starting to see things like that… I’m sure he or she would rather have their lieutenant in top shape for them.”

Damuron shook his head and sighed " Don't worry about me.  I'm on duty but  I have to do paperwork...I Just returned from a one month mission" He scratched his neck and blushed" Thank you for your concern sir..." 

There was something familiar on this man he couldn't figure out...but He was glad someone make him notice this. Maybe the stress was playing with his mind and didn't helped him that he still hear some sounds from the Great War.

Hallucination Starters!

" Ah!"

“Sir!” A hand snapped to her chest in a firm salute. Private, Knight- she was just a face in the crowd under the Captain Finath Scifo. But he had seen her for once. She feared that perhaps he had known her face, maybe he had known her for who she truly was. So fresh out of the academy, it would be easy for her father to find her again. But he was a man of the Commoner’s Quarter. He had never heard of the Hayes family. So to single her out- he must have seen potential in her.

It brought warmth to her proud heart.

To get out was difficult. Out of the clutches of others who found him, tried to call his name, tried to grip ‘pon the cloak which he bore, silver hair shining, head turning to glance back in their direction. His body connecting sharply with the shoulder of another, red hues turning, staring for only a second before trying to leave again.

His body was stiff, the other body warm. Alexei was certain he was seeing thing. In his attempt to hide from a few guards chasing him, he had only need to turn the corner up ahead and hide and he would be good for the moment. So, to see someone from a time long past ... it was simply his mind tripping a face, replacing it as a reminder.

Shifting footing, he moved to slide down an alley way before he could get grabbed.

                                                   He just needed out.

"But Alexeiiiiiiii"

" I'm not going to join the drinking madness"