#inkyhearted

( closed mini event starter for @inkyhearted ) When he’d seen the explosions of fire and rubble in the city - in honestly, his thoughts had gone right to Molly, to making sure she was alright because he KNEW full well fire and such awful things like this would only remind her of a deep fear, something she’d had to go through that had left lasting trauma long ago - so his thoughts had not been on Koi. This happening with hardly ANY break after the events of so many dying at the underwater mess? Was it any wonder everyone wouldn’t take it well? The fixing of things was not his expertise, he felt that with everyone - and his best friend - likely panicking and running to the ‘safer’ of the two worlds, as a psychologist he should follow everyone there to be of better use. After all, he wasn’t exactly going to be helpful in the terms of rebuilding what had been damaged back at Koi: though ‘dragons’ being actually real and not things only spoken of in stories was a surprise. Well, who was he to judge what was ‘strange’ or not, people could call his own Epithet strange. Speaking of that, he was currently sitting down in the library area of the ‘school’, watching to see how introducing his sheep to the dragon who was also going to be a friend like his sheep  - would go. He’d been a little worried at first, but the gold-colored dragon seemed....to be telling jokes, making little chirps that the sheep gave baa-ing laughter at? ...That reminded him of his uncle a little. It was a little comforting. Though, it seemed he and his sheep and dragon weren’t alone, because he saw a strange individual near the books as well - were they watching, or just there to try and read? “Hello...? Me and my sheep don’t mean any harm, and neither does DreamWeaver, my dragon friend. I can’t see you really well from there, it’s okay to not hide!”

“Ah,” he couldn’t help but let out a gasping sound, and immediately clasped a hand across his mouth. Well, so much for ignoring it.

Fingers trace at the edge of a book that has been placed aside: not that she’d really been reading so much as appreciating the pictures within the book itself. “So, uhm...you mus’ really like school a lot, then? Learning stuff ‘nd all that...? That must be lotsa fun!” Curious child can understand the desire to learn, but school itself never really appealed to her too much ( though if that’s because of her less than human qualities, or her own questionable ‘school’ experiences, it’s hard to say ).

“Well i’m not sure what to do but...” Raphtalia would say aloud her eyes turning to the...inflatable sword at her side. “I need to find an actual sword fast...carrying around this thing is rather embarrassing...” Raphtalia would then look to her drink. “After that i should see if there is a way to contact Master Naofumi and Filo to tell them i’m alright...they’re probably worried sick.” Raphtalia would shake her head. “No wait, maybe a map would be better first, i might get lost easily around here, this place is so new...yet no Demi-humans in sight.” Raphtalia would say a bit more quietly as she looked around with carful glances trying not to seem suspicious.

☼ dawn

“Wow, a lion? Never really thought of myself as the apex predator type. You can’t deny they’ve got style, though.”

[She claps her hands, a dragon yellow with orange swirling hues around it, almost looking like a small star if curled up. Mars orbiting its tail as it has stars on the tips of it’s ears]

“Oh, 2B? She’s another YoRHa unit, just like me, only she’s made for combat rather than data gathering. We work together, normally. She’s kinda like my bodyguard, and I’m responsible for making sure she’s all fixed up after a fight. We’re not siblings, we’re...” He pauses, trying to think of the right word to use. “...just close. We look out for each other. Yeah.”