Snippet #2191943

Azer's search didn't last long. She had only made it a few feet away from her original point when a voice cut through the silence she had been indulging in. "Hiya," a deep voice said from besides her. It was enough to make Azer jump a good few inches. She quickly turned to face the person who had appeared. "What cha doin'?" he questioned while Azer tried to calm down her nerves that had spiked at the scare he had given her.

For a moment, Azer was at loss of words; she honestly had no idea how to begin explaining. Quickly, she settled to start with the basics for that moment. "I was looking for help with these two," she explained and looked at Sikes and Dante. "We're Keyblade apprentices from the Land of Departure. We were attacked moments ago though and somehow ended up here." As she said that, a frown tugged at her features. While still looking at the unconscious boys, she continued, "They seemed to passed out though, probably from exhaustion. I needed help with them since I can't really carry both of them." Azer sighed before looking back at the stranger. Just then she noticed the injuries he had himself. They were minor injuries but injuries nonetheless. "It seems we weren't the only ones attacked though," she added and let her eyes roam to the city, where there was still smoke rising from certain spots which had most likely been attacked.

Her eyes returned to the boy after a few seconds, who she realized she should've introduced herself to by then. "Oh, and my name's Azer."