((Morning))
((morning))
((Morning.))
He downed the glass of water, muttering as he tried to wipe the... thing off of his arm.
Darkness: she watched him silently.
The stuff got stuck to his hand, so he planted his foor on his red arm and pried his other one off, falling down afterwards.
Darkness: “...do you need some help?”
"....yeah..."
Darkness: She tried to help rub it off. “You feel strange. I haven’t touched a human before...”
He raised an eyebrow. "Define strange."
Darkness: “Soft, warm, kinda squishy.”
He shrugged, grinning. "So, um... what happened at the school?"
Darkness: “Hmm. Well, you know how I was in that rune when we met?”
"Yeah."
Darkness: “There were seven other people in other runes. And some guy for whatever reason let all seven of them out on the school. And seemingly they didn’t care for being grateful to the person who freed them. Unless they ASKED them to attack the school, that is.”
"Huh, that's... strange. So why am I here, on this beach?"
Darkness: “I wanted to get you away from the danger.”
"Thanks, but why here of all places?"
Darkness: “it’s nice, doesn’t have anyone to bother you, except me I guess, and it’s far from the school.”
He shrugged. "Fair enough. So, now what? Do I just... exist here?"
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