07-03-2018, 07:01 PM
I'LL BE GOOD, I'LL BE GOOD
Bastille arrived in time to see their little newcomer passing the fuck out, and honestly? Mood. A nice fucking blackout sounded pretty damn good just about then, if only because he was exhausted and likely to be spiraling into another set of chills soon. There was a brief flicker of concern, but this kid seemed mostly alright, after a brief check over his aura fluctuations and physical demeanor. He came to a stop a few paces from Cooper, and pointed out idly, "Kid looks alright, so I'm guessing he's dehydrated as all hell." He made no move to interfere with things, gaze flickering towards Hazel as she was directed to retrieve Rin.
[align=center]BASTILLEPRISONER — ASTRAL SERAPH — TAGSHoney, you're familiar, like my mirror years ago, Idealism sits in prison, chivalry fell on his sword, Innocence died screaming; honey, ask me, I should know, I slithered here from Eden just to sit outside your door. [b][sup]▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃[/sup][/b]