Interacting with: Muerte [@Klumsykrow357]
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Crashing down heavily into stone and debris, looking at her scraped hands Louisa took a moment to take account of her hurt body. [color=8dc73f]"Ow..." [/color]She said to herself out of habit more than actual pain. It just seemed to be some scratches she thought to herself, but she knew her lower back was probably going to be bruised from that oh so smooth landing. Whatever, she was fine and now she needed to get o- 

The unknown voice suddenly snapped her out of her thoughts, her body involuntarily flinching as her eyes quickly looked up at the man dressed in black with a skull like visage. Not only was she in shock of his sudden appearance but the man also appeared imposingly in front of what had been her planned escape. The rifle in his hands also didn't help her really listen to his words, and before he had managed to finish his sentence she was hurriedly whispering a spell under her breath.

[color=8dc73f]"In a battlefield, 
make me a shield"[/color]

It was only as a neon green barrier went around her body did she let herself relax again and she begun to actually take in the man's words. It was then as Lousia started to stand up and get a better look at the man, the barrier moved to cover all of her, she couldn't help but give a light hearted chuckle at his words. He was intimidating sight that was true, but his words really hadn't matched what she thought was going to come out of the mouth of someone holding a rifle.

[color=8dc73f]"It seems like yes,"[/color] She put her head to the side quizzically as she looked at the man before her, [color=8dc73f]"but I don't think the rifle and skull mask really help with me believing in that promise though."  [/color]

Louisa didn't know exactly who the person was before her and if she was actually not going to get shot at, but what she was sure of was that her new made shield would protect her from bullets. So she found herself relaxing around this interesting masked fellow as an easy going smile appeared on her face.