[The balls were....incredibly familiar. Just like the nightmare he'd had, they bring up an odd sense of...deja vu. There was something about them...
But like everyone else, he'd turned and ran. He didn't want to be caught in them, not at all - But he still couldn't shake the feeling that he knew what those objects were.
By the time the other people appear in the dream, he's past worrying about it. Just keep running -
- until the child falls, and he hears the anguished cry from the little boy's mother.
He doesn't think. He just stops where he is, turning around faster than it seems possible, running for the child and skidding to a stop in front of him - physically placing himself in front of the approaching persuers.]
go!
[Yelling it at the boy, he gets into a fighting stance, shrugging the top parts of his robes off, letting his hair hand grab and hang onto them.
He's not about to let these bastards get away with whatever they're doing - not anymore.]
np hon!
But like everyone else, he'd turned and ran. He didn't want to be caught in them, not at all - But he still couldn't shake the feeling that he knew what those objects were.
By the time the other people appear in the dream, he's past worrying about it. Just keep running -
- until the child falls, and he hears the anguished cry from the little boy's mother.
He doesn't think. He just stops where he is, turning around faster than it seems possible, running for the child and skidding to a stop in front of him - physically placing himself in front of the approaching persuers.]
go!
[Yelling it at the boy, he gets into a fighting stance, shrugging the top parts of his robes off, letting his hair hand grab and hang onto them.
He's not about to let these bastards get away with whatever they're doing - not anymore.]