IA: I Can Be Your Angle or Yuor Devil [While the LmaO Tournament itself hadn’t warranted nearly enough interest for Link to spend his precious time investigating it his opinion changes drastically the moment those sirens begin blaring from the amphitheater.
Link might not be a native and he certainly doesn’t appreciate his work back home being interrupted (or being kidnapped), but he also has no intention of letting innocent people be harmed. He had been spending the day at the library attempting to do some studying but pushes that to the side and practically vaults over a table in his haste to get outside and look for the source of the sound. It doesn't take a native for him to recognize that there must have been some sort of alarm raised and that truth is only confirmed when his gaze is drawn inevitably to the amphitheater. Back home the sight of a giant halo appearing anywhere has never heralded something good, so the moment he sees it the Crow doesn’t even think twice before jumping to action.
Luckily Howard Link is the vigilant type to carry both weapons and seals on him at all times, meaning that he doesn’t need to return to the apartment to gather anything and therefore makes fairly good time. In fact he arrives just in time to catch sight of some falling rubble about to crush a moonblessed trying to escape, perhaps blinded or simply unaware of their impending doom.
Despite his unassuming appearance Link is fast, closing the distance between himself and the other person in barely a breath. The rescued moonblessed will find themself swept up into the blonde’s arms in one smooth motion at the same time as he moves them both well away from the rubble before it comes crashing to the ground. Once safe he’ll promptly (but gently) put the other person down.]
Are you all right?
IB: Earning Wings [For as much (or little) as he’s managed to help in the evacuation and support after the chaos of the tournament Link unfortunately isn’t immune to the chaos King Majestas set into motion. While attempting to help check a portion of the downed building for survivors a sharp pain suddenly runs down his spine, stabbing in behind his shoulderblades before spreading. Normally he would take this to mean that he strained or was struck with something, but the blonde begins to grow more panicked when the pain suddenly becomes much sharper- more directed- and he feels something beginning to break out of his skin beneath his clothes.
In his line of work Link has endured plenty of pain, but few times has it been excruciating as the feeling of the wings growing from him now. Multiple pairs sprout in succession down his back along with a few disjointed extras in other places, such as one wrist or along his side, the new appendages covered in black feathers. While the feathers themselves seem sleek and even beautiful the wings themselves are bent at odd angles in a few places, giving them sharp edges that soon leave the Crow covered in blood.
There’s an... Odd familiarity to the pain of wings sprouting from where they shouldn’t that his body recognizes even as his mind was wiped of the memory. Even moreso than the screaming of his nerves that realization shakes him, making his head reel and vision swim. Inside him he can feel the Atuuda reacting in response to the pain and shock, the onslaught of overwhelming sensations making him clutch his head and scream.
For anyone who might find themselves (un)lucky enough to stumble upon Link they'll find him looking quite the worse for wear. He's curled up among the rubble clutching his head, and if one looks close enough they would see that the Crow appears to be crying as he mutters to himself. Whether the tears are from the pain or something else is difficult to tell...
Do you dare get close enough to find out?]
II: Wildcard ((ooc: If you want any closed prompts or have any other ideas feel free to contact me through PM, on Discord at Tarrkani#6581, or at trickeryesque.))
Howard Link | D. Gray-Man | Sanguis
IA: I Can Be Your Angle or Yuor Devil
[While the LmaO Tournament itself hadn’t warranted nearly enough interest for Link to spend his precious time investigating it his opinion changes drastically the moment those sirens begin blaring from the amphitheater.
Link might not be a native and he certainly doesn’t appreciate his work back home being interrupted (or being kidnapped), but he also has no intention of letting innocent people be harmed. He had been spending the day at the library attempting to do some studying but pushes that to the side and practically vaults over a table in his haste to get outside and look for the source of the sound. It doesn't take a native for him to recognize that there must have been some sort of alarm raised and that truth is only confirmed when his gaze is drawn inevitably to the amphitheater. Back home the sight of a giant halo appearing anywhere has never heralded something good, so the moment he sees it the Crow doesn’t even think twice before jumping to action.
Luckily Howard Link is the vigilant type to carry both weapons and seals on him at all times, meaning that he doesn’t need to return to the apartment to gather anything and therefore makes fairly good time. In fact he arrives just in time to catch sight of some falling rubble about to crush a moonblessed trying to escape, perhaps blinded or simply unaware of their impending doom.
Despite his unassuming appearance Link is fast, closing the distance between himself and the other person in barely a breath. The rescued moonblessed will find themself swept up into the blonde’s arms in one smooth motion at the same time as he moves them both well away from the rubble before it comes crashing to the ground. Once safe he’ll promptly (but gently) put the other person down.]
Are you all right?
IB: Earning Wings
[For as much (or little) as he’s managed to help in the evacuation and support after the chaos of the tournament Link unfortunately isn’t immune to the chaos King Majestas set into motion. While attempting to help check a portion of the downed building for survivors a sharp pain suddenly runs down his spine, stabbing in behind his shoulderblades before spreading. Normally he would take this to mean that he strained or was struck with something, but the blonde begins to grow more panicked when the pain suddenly becomes much sharper- more directed- and he feels something beginning to break out of his skin beneath his clothes.
In his line of work Link has endured plenty of pain, but few times has it been excruciating as the feeling of the wings growing from him now. Multiple pairs sprout in succession down his back along with a few disjointed extras in other places, such as one wrist or along his side, the new appendages covered in black feathers. While the feathers themselves seem sleek and even beautiful the wings themselves are bent at odd angles in a few places, giving them sharp edges that soon leave the Crow covered in blood.
There’s an... Odd familiarity to the pain of wings sprouting from where they shouldn’t that his body recognizes even as his mind was wiped of the memory. Even moreso than the screaming of his nerves that realization shakes him, making his head reel and vision swim. Inside him he can feel the Atuuda reacting in response to the pain and shock, the onslaught of overwhelming sensations making him clutch his head and scream.
For anyone who might find themselves (un)lucky enough to stumble upon Link they'll find him looking quite the worse for wear. He's curled up among the rubble clutching his head, and if one looks close enough they would see that the Crow appears to be crying as he mutters to himself. Whether the tears are from the pain or something else is difficult to tell...
Do you dare get close enough to find out?]
II: Wildcard
((ooc: If you want any closed prompts or have any other ideas feel free to contact me through PM, on Discord at Tarrkani#6581, or at
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