[hr][h1][b][i][color=6666FF][center]Demetri Rowan Howell[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1][center][img]https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/392257844256440322/767506867014074378/Screenshot_20201018-175719_Instagram.jpg[/img][/center][hr][center][color=6666FF][b]Location[/b][/color]: Sewers > Argo III Emergency Infirmary 
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For a moment there was silence. No sounds could be heard and the world new peace, then came the ringing, a soft whistle that grew louder until it became a cacophony of voices. People yelling for traiges, others grunting sounds of battles, or the groaning noises of injured. His vision focused in and out, staring at the expanse of sky before him and the billowing clouds of smoke that began to line the air. He felt a weight on his side, then the feeling of weightlessness until he realized he was being propped up and moved to one of the triages by Kiera. Demetri snapped back into taking steps to help his would be saviour. [Color=6666FF]"Its just a minor injury. I'm sure others have worse injuries I don't want to be a burden..."[/color]

The helplessness of it all was beginning to hit. Bringing back some old friends that gnawed at him from the inside and told him he wasn't allowed to take up space. He didn't want to be a burden to anyone, didn't want to worry people. But as he saw his little sister hop off her gryphon and run towards him his face sank as he realized it was already too late. [Color=6666FF]"Thanks. You guys did amazing out there. I'm sure I'll be fine, maybe even get a cool eyepatch."[/color] Demetri tried to offer her a smile, help ease any feelings she may be having as he watched her slip away to tend to her new feathered friend. It wasn't a Pegasus, but he supposed a Gryphon was just as cool. His eyes lingered on her for a moment more before finally turning back to face the direction of the triages and pressed forward.