At any moment the walls could cave in, crushing and trapping him underneath. Sensing the immediate danger, Kage, a sizable jet black wolf with a unique red pattern of dots on her forehead, lunges out of the shadows.]
Check the house for anyone.
[Incredibly intuitive, the canine gets to work. Feverishly sniffing the ground, separating from Megumi for now.
The dank interior suggests this particular place must have been abandoned a while ago. A humid moldy scent hangs in the air meaning there has to be considerable water damage. It also appears that the electric hasn't been on for some time. A paper scattered on an old coffee table catches his eye. The headline reads: Rioter Revelations. Picking up the news article.
SLAM. Chunks of plaster from the ceiling begin to rain down. Shoving the article into his shadow. It's indeed important, but again now's not the time. Led by an invisible force, the young man finds himself on the other side of the living quarters, facing a dark wooden door. Just beyond that- the Reaper's rampage continues to unfold.
The tiny tentacle-like spines of its crown flare outward- reaching towards its intended targets. The bright blue flames alert the creature to Dabi.
By this point, it has multiple burn wounds on its chest plate from the series of explosions. Not in perfect health, but still left with plenty of fight.
Taking a deep breath, the monster builds up an immense amount of gas and pressure in its gut before expelling a thick black smog into the air. Using the craters along it's spine as a chimney to pump the toxins outward. The smell that taints the air has a chlorine quality to it. Breathing in the filth, will cause the esophagus to burn and over a relatively short period of time, it can cause drowsiness and confusion.]
no subject
[Sense of responsibility. Guilt.Nailed it.At any moment the walls could cave in, crushing and trapping him underneath. Sensing the immediate danger, Kage, a sizable jet black wolf with a unique red pattern of dots on her forehead, lunges out of the shadows.]
Check the house for anyone.
[Incredibly intuitive, the canine gets to work. Feverishly sniffing the ground, separating from Megumi for now.
The dank interior suggests this particular place must have been abandoned a while ago. A humid moldy scent hangs in the air meaning there has to be considerable water damage. It also appears that the electric hasn't been on for some time. A paper scattered on an old coffee table catches his eye. The headline reads: Rioter Revelations. Picking up the news article.
SLAM. Chunks of plaster from the ceiling begin to rain down. Shoving the article into his shadow. It's indeed important, but again now's not the time. Led by an invisible force, the young man finds himself on the other side of the living quarters, facing a dark wooden door. Just beyond that- the Reaper's rampage continues to unfold.
The tiny tentacle-like spines of its crown flare outward- reaching towards its intended targets. The bright blue flames alert the creature to Dabi.
By this point, it has multiple burn wounds on its chest plate from the series of explosions. Not in perfect health, but still left with plenty of fight.
Taking a deep breath, the monster builds up an immense amount of gas and pressure in its gut before expelling a thick black smog into the air. Using the craters along it's spine as a chimney to pump the toxins outward. The smell that taints the air has a chlorine quality to it. Breathing in the filth, will cause the esophagus to burn and over a relatively short period of time, it can cause drowsiness and confusion.]