02-18-2015, 03:17 PM
Crona's eyed widened as he walked towards one of the strange gates in the distance, he was sure that someone was following him, or going after him. He flinched as though every quickened footstep actually caused him physical pain, though he tried his best not to turn around. Surely it was just his imagination, he knew he was always paranoid, he hoped with all his heart and soul that the footsteps were nothing, but as it gets closer and closer, he couldn't hold out on his worry any longer.
"Aah! Monster! Don't kill me! I'll kill you!" He screams, turning his blade around to defend from whatever sinister creation he thought was following him. In fact, it seemed like just a man, with short dark hair, a beard in the beginnings of growth and a heavy fluffy coat. What caught the most of Crona's attention was the fact that he seemed to be reaching for his weapon. "Oh no, Ragnarok, this person has a dog on his sword. Why would he have a dog on his sword? Am I going to fight someone with a dog on his sword? I dont know how to do that, I've never done that before, I don't know how to deal with someone with a dog on his sword." He trembles with his dark blade pointed directly at his apparent attacker, it seemed as though any thought of violence would cause Crona to flee in terror, this was until Ragnarok began to reform again from the boys back. First his toned arms, his muscular body, and then a tiny spiked head with seemingly no visible mouth. "Keep it together, Crona, so what if he has a dog on his sword? You can do this, just remember what Maka said." Ragnarok's comforting words didnt seem to have much effect on the small boy, so he turns his attention to the man who was advancing on them."Hey! Hey, you? Are you friend or foe, huh? Huh?" The demon says impatiently.
"Aah! Monster! Don't kill me! I'll kill you!" He screams, turning his blade around to defend from whatever sinister creation he thought was following him. In fact, it seemed like just a man, with short dark hair, a beard in the beginnings of growth and a heavy fluffy coat. What caught the most of Crona's attention was the fact that he seemed to be reaching for his weapon. "Oh no, Ragnarok, this person has a dog on his sword. Why would he have a dog on his sword? Am I going to fight someone with a dog on his sword? I dont know how to do that, I've never done that before, I don't know how to deal with someone with a dog on his sword." He trembles with his dark blade pointed directly at his apparent attacker, it seemed as though any thought of violence would cause Crona to flee in terror, this was until Ragnarok began to reform again from the boys back. First his toned arms, his muscular body, and then a tiny spiked head with seemingly no visible mouth. "Keep it together, Crona, so what if he has a dog on his sword? You can do this, just remember what Maka said." Ragnarok's comforting words didnt seem to have much effect on the small boy, so he turns his attention to the man who was advancing on them."Hey! Hey, you? Are you friend or foe, huh? Huh?" The demon says impatiently.
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