Characters: Husky ; Cooro
Content: Husky wakes up to find himself in Manhattan.
Location: Washington Square
Time of day: Mid-morning
Warnings: None
When Husky woke up, he nearly had a heart attack.
That's what it felt like, anyways. Absolutely nothing about this... this place wasn't the tunnel he had been in and it definitely wasn't Sailand. Maybe if there had been more people running about, doing their thing, he would have been able to calm down quicker than he did, but the lack of life anywhere was just... unsettling, to say the least.
As soon as his senses flooded back to him, Husky quickly reached around to grab his staff. In a foreign land, he'd take no chances. Once again his heart jumped to his throat as his hand hit nothing. Absolutely nothing but the cement under him. His staff was gone and along with it his defense.
A pit was slowly forming in Husky's stomach, but... but he'd push through it. He had to to survive. To get back to Sailand - that was the important thing. Getting up, Husky quickly set up his priorities - 1) find defense 2) find shelter, and most importantly 3) find life.