Echo (
screwthatnoise) wrote2013-07-29 04:16 pm
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A cold, delicate hand grabs yours and pulls. It pulls, and it pulls... there's a sense of urgency in this icy grasp, as well as a trace of reluctance. Abruptly the hand let's go, right as your vision fades to black, and for a brief moment, only a brief moment, your senses disappear. There's only the eerie sensation of weightlessness before your feet are settled back on solid ground again.
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And then it nods back into life.
"Aside from the outside, there's... nowhere safe for me. Not even my room... I hope it's okay! I don't know how to help in this current state, but I might be able to help if I can regain my limbs. Maybe!"
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"Thank you, Naoto...!"
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It's no problem.