The mother of all storms is brewing....
[The courtyard seems eerily quiet. All sign of life seem to be missing and the cloud look a bit gray. In middle of the lake, stands the young Reever. He is staring down at the water beneath him. If anyone has noticed, his beloved plushie Ko-chi is absent and there are dried tear tracts on his face.
He simply blinks and stares at the water. It ceases all its movements]
[ooc: Right now he's only a small step away from succumbing to his own sadness and guilt. He feel that he hurt someone he loved. Be wary. His emotions are very unstable and it doesn't mix well with his powers.]
He simply blinks and stares at the water. It ceases all its movements]
[ooc: Right now he's only a small step away from succumbing to his own sadness and guilt. He feel that he hurt someone he loved. Be wary. His emotions are very unstable and it doesn't mix well with his powers.]