Aura.Lucario
The Rivers will run red....
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- A Place that's not my cup of tea
- Seen Oct 5, 2011
Lysander watched as Flurry nudged Apolla from below as she fell. She looked exhausted, and Lysander wondered why. When she collided with Apolla's leg, she shook the table where Apolla was leaning onto, and a large glass vase tilted to one side and rolled off the table.
Fortunately Lysander was close enough to the table, and his right hand moved quickly as fast as lightning, catching the vase before it could touch the ground, "G-got it."
Apolla whispered something into Flurry's ears, but Lysander couldn't hear it. Silver could, but not him. Super reflexes didn't enhance his five senses. Then she scooped her up lovingly and brought her into the kitchen. To make breakfast, no doubt.
Placing the vase back where it was, Lysander followed the Flock's leader into the kitchen, keeping an eye on Flurry, "Flur, if you can tell us what's wrong, maybe we can solve the problem." Lysander could tell because of her swolen eyes, and was a little concerned.
Placing two slices of bread into the toaster, Lysander sat on the chair, next to Flurry. He hadn't eaten Apolla's 'great' cooking for a while, and today he was too lazy to try cooking. His cooking was probably as bad as Apolla's, but with some improvement...
(OCC: I didn't see Arcaray's 'other' part, so my ability's crashed with hers. I'll think of another one, replacing wind.)
Fortunately Lysander was close enough to the table, and his right hand moved quickly as fast as lightning, catching the vase before it could touch the ground, "G-got it."
Apolla whispered something into Flurry's ears, but Lysander couldn't hear it. Silver could, but not him. Super reflexes didn't enhance his five senses. Then she scooped her up lovingly and brought her into the kitchen. To make breakfast, no doubt.
Placing the vase back where it was, Lysander followed the Flock's leader into the kitchen, keeping an eye on Flurry, "Flur, if you can tell us what's wrong, maybe we can solve the problem." Lysander could tell because of her swolen eyes, and was a little concerned.
Placing two slices of bread into the toaster, Lysander sat on the chair, next to Flurry. He hadn't eaten Apolla's 'great' cooking for a while, and today he was too lazy to try cooking. His cooking was probably as bad as Apolla's, but with some improvement...
(OCC: I didn't see Arcaray's 'other' part, so my ability's crashed with hers. I'll think of another one, replacing wind.)
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