Standing Alone (One shot/Request)

Alessandra's eyes went wide, pupils shrinking just a little despite the dark. She didn't—but she took the offered weapon, hands shaking, praying she wouldn't need to use it. Could she use it? She didn't know.

And didn't want to know.

"...hn?!" She gave a small squeak of surprise as David's hand settled against her forehead.

What?

Then she felt it. A sweeping tingle that, despite being warm, sent a chilling tingle down her spine and raised the fine hairs on her arms and neck to goosebumps. She inhaled quickly, looking up at David past his wrist.

After, she exhaled, her eyes slipping between the two.

"David—can we?"

David glanced at Kiyr, letting his arm lower. His eyebrows came down as he looked back toward the city, then to Kiyr. Arianna was.... he couldn't let her try to fight on alone, and knowing that girl, she would be trying to heal as many people as she could. He would give Kiyr a glance before giving a small smile at Aless.

"Yeah, less find Arianna first. But we need to be quick."

He was doing this for Arianna, not for Kiyr. He would take off at a jog, heading off back toward the wedding.

For her or not, it didn't matter. She simply quietly nodded and fell behind Aless, keeping their backs protected with a cautious eye and open ear.

When they got there...things would change slightly. She would have to be even more aware.

"Thanks..~!"

It meant a lot. Falling in place behind David after a moment of confusion until it dawned on her, Aless kept up; the sword held out to the side, pointy end down. Like with scissors!

...she didn't know it yet, but she wouldn't be prepared for the death that waited for them.

David's call was as good as anyone else's when it came to what Arianna would likely be doing. There was chaos, still, considering the wedding seemed to be a fair epicenter, considering the wedding and gathering associated with it. Arianna herself had picked up a short sword, fending off some attackers while trying to remain as unnoticeable as possible.

There were so many wounded that it was hard to decide who was best to help.

She knew she could do more for them if she had tables, tools, and time.

The situation, though, wasn't cooperating with her needs. She'd seen Kyrie disappear after Aless called out, and much as though she wanted to go... She couldn't exactly bring herself to leave. She circled her sword and pressed forward, disarming an Egyptian, and swept back to push her enemy back, panting. She didn't want to kill, but wasn't entirely experienced enough in combat that she could mow through her opponents, either. A civilian was behind her, horrified, and more shocked than critically injured. Advancing, Arianna swung her sword upwards in an arc, the flat of the blade cracking against the jaw of the opponent she just disarmed.

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"Glad to see our training is paying off."

David stood a ways off behind them, on his left was Aless, who had been able to keep up with them, which was not just surprising it was impressive. To his right, which might startle Arianna, was Kiyr. They were all quite breathless, watching her, having sprinted most of the way there. He would would forward a little, sword still in it's sheather. Titans. boorish thugs with a certain affinity...for killing half bloods. A clear of his throat and tilt of his head indicated his intention.

"Time to go."

Whoa--! Whirling, Arianna turned enough to look at who was behind her, though by the time she initiated the movement, her brain registered who it was. David.

And Aless..?

And Kyrie?

What? Time to go? Really? Arianna bit her lip; she was tired, and knew there was only so much she could do. Only so much more she could withstand. She didn't want to leave those that were hurt. Or dying. In fact, the thought of doing so made her ill. Swallowing a few times, she nodded, her gaze questioning. What was going on that the two of them were in each other's presence? What happened, what...well, now wasn't the time. She turned fully and offered her free hand to the sprawled man on the ground and helped him up.

"Okay..."

A glance around and behind herself spoke of her reluctance... But things wouldn't be pretty if she stuck around, alone, or with her two brothers, who approached.

Time to go.

Huff. Puff.

No more running. Please, no more running. She was used to long walks and even some jogging, but by no means was Aless in peak condition. Still, she'd kept up, pushing hard.

"...ah...hah... More running?" She questioned, clearly not looking forward to the prospect; but she wouldn't complain if the answer was yes.

The blonde's breathing would even out, much more quickly than Aless'. She stood quietly, a pace or two back, yet on David's right. Armand's approach had her shaking her head with a meaningful stare at him, just in case he forgot himself and thought it a perfect time to pitch some entirely-not-helpful words at David, or herself.

It really was time to go.

David wouldn't even glance at Armand, he'd just take off at a jog after nodding at Arianna. He didn't sprint like before- just a light jog, to head off toward the city like they were supposed to do in situations like these. He would set an even pace, not even close to out of breath despite his work day. He'd need to let Scarlet know later about this day- having the whole barrial clan at his back as he ran?

Quite the story.