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located in The Greenhouse, a part of The Illegal Generation, one of the many universes on RPG.

The Greenhouse

Ewans hideaway and garden

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Character Portrait: Prelude Character Portrait: Stephen Miles Character Portrait: ewan
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|Stephen|


Stephen didn't immediately notice that Prelude was there as well. Only that there was a gaping hole in the building that Ewan called home. On reflex, the ball of clay burst out of his bag to form a toddler sized golem standing at the ready. Sure it could take out the knees of any adults around. In terms of stopping power, it would have to find more inventive ways in order to achieve that if it didn't find a way to 'bulk up' soon. It didn't take long for it to begin solving that issue. Any dirt, dust, soil or rubble it came across, began to absorb into the clay mass. Anything that couldn't be properly absorbed to support itself instead is used to help upgrade its offense; broken glass and larger chunks of metal stuck out from its club-shaped arms.

By the time him and his slowly growing construct are ready to brave whoever or whatever was inside did he see that he wasn't the only one there. Its when Prelude calls out for Ewan that it startles Stephen. Reflexively the golem lashes out at the source. "Wait! STOP!" His voice cracks with desperation. He thought he had inadvertently sent Prelude to her doom. The golem's shrapnel adorned arm stopped less than an inch from Prelude's face. This was part of the reason why he preferred to control a golem from the inside of it. It responded to him much more quickly and he was far less prone to letting his fear rule his actions. Being outside left him feeling so exposed and defenseless.

His relief to find Prelude untouched is short-lived. As much as he wanted to stop and check her over to see if she was okay, the most could do was visually check her over for injury and see by her expressions if she was ready to continue into the building with him. Being around her normally kept him feeling at ease. This time was an exception. He takes her by the hand as though he was the older of the two. The golem cleared a small path in front of it so they could both safely get to Ewan without risking injury. Stephen knew that Prea could heal just about any wounds that could result but he preferred to simply avoid getting hurt altogether.

Speaking of hurt, he wondered how Ewan was doing. He was in his element sure. On the other hand he wasn't even old enough to tie his shoes that well. Then again he never really saw him tie his shoes. The fact was that his home had been attacked. Powers or not, Stephen was already fearing the worst as he and Lu headed into the green house.