Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25363089-20170729033202/@comment-30379057-20171018182339

"Well this 'Mr. Crushed-By-Debris' was willin' to push your oh-so-lovin' boyfriend out of the way so he wouldn't be crushed. Totally glad you're grateful for it, by the way." He added with a hint of sarcasm. "Now, since ya seem to be capable, I'll leave ya to tend to the rest of th' kids while I go check. Maybe somethin' interestin' popped up." his aura began to repair as it's usual flame-like appearance flashed for a moment, then disappeared, as all auras of anyone else do, and his wounds started to mend themselves thanks to the aura, though he still had a few stitches from Hoshi on him. He ran out the room and went to the main hallway, blocked by a wall of debris. "Jeez, these guys need to build their bunker more secure, 'cause it falls apart easy..." He crawled his way through the rubble and brushed himself off. Who he saw shocked him.

Specter barely dodged the daggers, one of them cutting his side, though his aura shortly repaired the wound. He looked to his side and saw Darian, and he stood straight up. "....Darian? Darian Rouge?" he finally spoke. He held a hand up as a sign of pause to Margrit and Aster.

"...D...dad...?" Darian forced himself to say out loud, removing his glasses to make sure he was seeing this right.