[However it happens, whether someone's shot his wing or caught him in a tight space, Riku's not able to fight. He responds swiftly to every sound, ready to move. Every vibration. He's ready to attack, and his agility and strength are both features to his monstrous form.
But eventually, his mind returns. He doesn't know where he is. He just knows—knows what he did. Knows how he hurt people: people he cares about. People he would want to protect.
He can't see, and he turns his head up toward where he senses someone. His monster senses are still there, even if he can't see. It's strange how natural it feels.]
You—you helped me. [Words don't even sound ... right coming out of his mouth. But somewhere in there, he still sounds like Riku. Somehow.]
bring me to ... light ( curing thread | only one allowed! )
But eventually, his mind returns. He doesn't know where he is. He just knows—knows what he did. Knows how he hurt people: people he cares about. People he would want to protect.
He can't see, and he turns his head up toward where he senses someone. His monster senses are still there, even if he can't see. It's strange how natural it feels.]
You—you helped me. [Words don't even sound ... right coming out of his mouth. But somewhere in there, he still sounds like Riku. Somehow.]