[Law isn't a fan of pain, and when the unnatural black bat wings had grown out of his back, he had felt so much of it that he had ended up passing out down an alley. He wakes up when someone steps on one of his ugly wings, and he wakes up, again in pain. He looks around, and notices a group of kids, that look like stuff from nightmares, going around looting as much as they can.
Getting up, he walks away from them, patting his pockets to find them empty. Of course. At least no one touched his sword. Sighing, Law walks around, taking as much as he can from the broken displays.
That's when he realizes he's hungry, like never before. And food isn't exactly what his body wants.
So he's stalking the first person he sees, trying to think of what to say or do in order to get what he needs.]
I(b): State of Emergency.
[The announcement is too loud, and Law hates it, so much. It's going to break his eardrums, and, considering what it is, it shouldn't be this bad.
He sits on the first place he finds and covers his ears, his wings curling around him as he does. He could help with the healing, what with him being a doctor, but the noises are so loud it's making him dizzy.]
III: Refugees.
[Law is looking around, his wings still a bothersome extra appendage, but he can control them a little better now. The sun is bothering him a bit, but he's ok with it, looking around, trying to figure out what to do. He's by he docks, being near water calming him down, and without looking he trips against someone, one of his wings hitting them.]
Ah... Apologies.
IV: The Aftermath.
[Losing the wings was a bit easier than getting them, and Law, walking around with his sword on his shoulder, tried to see where he could help. He doesn't really look like the type to offer help, but he does anyway. He walks over to the first person in distress he sees and nods at them.]
Are you ok?
Wildcard.
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[Law isn't a fan of pain, and when the unnatural black bat wings had grown out of his back, he had felt so much of it that he had ended up passing out down an alley. He wakes up when someone steps on one of his ugly wings, and he wakes up, again in pain. He looks around, and notices a group of kids, that look like stuff from nightmares, going around looting as much as they can.
Getting up, he walks away from them, patting his pockets to find them empty. Of course. At least no one touched his sword. Sighing, Law walks around, taking as much as he can from the broken displays.
That's when he realizes he's hungry, like never before. And food isn't exactly what his body wants.
So he's stalking the first person he sees, trying to think of what to say or do in order to get what he needs.]
I(b): State of Emergency.
[The announcement is too loud, and Law hates it, so much. It's going to break his eardrums, and, considering what it is, it shouldn't be this bad.
He sits on the first place he finds and covers his ears, his wings curling around him as he does. He could help with the healing, what with him being a doctor, but the noises are so loud it's making him dizzy.]
III: Refugees.
[Law is looking around, his wings still a bothersome extra appendage, but he can control them a little better now. The sun is bothering him a bit, but he's ok with it, looking around, trying to figure out what to do. He's by he docks, being near water calming him down, and without looking he trips against someone, one of his wings hitting them.]
Ah... Apologies.
IV: The Aftermath.
[Losing the wings was a bit easier than getting them, and Law, walking around with his sword on his shoulder, tried to see where he could help. He doesn't really look like the type to offer help, but he does anyway. He walks over to the first person in distress he sees and nods at them.]
Are you ok?
Wildcard.
((Want anything besides what's in this post? Thread it out and I'll follow through, or let me know! either a pm here or at