Jul 28, 2015
((spoiled-elsen)) Soft knocks on the door of Echo's home. A small, almost scared noise echoing in those dark hours before dawn. Jewel, or at least the mangled and only standing still by sheer will to find a safe place, was covering most of the damage with a now bloody blanket.
Echo was in, her nose buried in a book. He was lucky she was actually home. Normally, she would be out patrolling around the Library. Tonight, however, she wanted a break. She stood up and answered the door, looking upon his damaged body. She stumbled back, a small noise of distress escaping her.
“ Come in, come in--! “
