109th Devotion: Survival at Any Cost

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[Solomon stumbles backwards to press his back against the wall of a nearby building, his usual calm splintering as he takes in his surroundings. His eyes dart around in a bewildered panic and his hands instinctively reach for something that should be at his side but isn't. The chevalier's voice is hushed, his breathing coming quick as he utters a flurry of words not meant to be heard by anyone in particular.]

No no no no no! Where is it? What happened?!



[ooc: Solomon's memories have faded to the point where he isn't remembering the City or even any of his life as a Chevalier (Chiropteran), which brings him back to when he was last human... Lovely World War 1. The Great War. The War to End All Wars~. ^^ *Down Memory Lane event + grab bag 'Y am I the Last Man Standing?' for the win! \o/]

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[toobad-sosad.livejournal.com]

You are not well?

[Major concern here.]

[favoritetraitor.livejournal.com]

I don't know where I am. My equipment is missing... I don't remember the last attack. Did I run?

[toobad-sosad.livejournal.com]

I can come to find you. I will care for Solomon until his mind is well again.

[favoritetraitor.livejournal.com]

I was supposed to be helping... but the casualties... how can I help anyone without my supplies?

[He shakes his head and reaches up to run a hand through his hair.]

Yes. Yes, please. I think I just need some rest.

[toobad-sosad.livejournal.com]

Stay there. I shall come to you.

[favoritetraitor.livejournal.com]

[He gives a decisive nod of his head and sits back to wait.]

I'll wait. And... thank you.

[toobad-sosad.livejournal.com]

No need to thank.

[favoritetraitor.livejournal.com]

[A small smile graces his lips at her words. She was such a sweet girl to offer to help him. He'd need to find some way to repay her kindness.

He'd wait for her, and he couldn't help but to look forward to seeing this guardian angel of his in person.]