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[glow=red][ Acolyte's Mount Valley ][/glow]
Malachai chuckled at Lou's proposition, apparently finding it rather amusing, as he grabbed himself onto a rock to steady himself. The walking was starting to turn more like into climbing bit by bit, the ground rising steadily into a slope the closer they were getting the base of the mountain. "I think that is quite a good explanation actually," the shorter dark haired boy said, continuing, "It is a bit like when you close your eyes, you can still feel your surrounding, right? That is what this water sensing is like. The more water there is the stronger the sense iiihiiis~"
The end of the word turned into high pitched yelp and suddenly Malachai's side profile was gone from Lou's peripheral vision for a second, and before Lou had the actual time to react, the other boy's hand curled into the back of his denim jacket. The momentum of it was enough to make Lou stumble himself a bit backward with a surprised gasp. The only reason that both of the boys managed to remain upright was that Lou had reached out and grabbed onto a bendy branch of a nearby spruce.
"I am fine... I am fine..." Malachai quipped, sounding like he was trying to reassure himself.
"Well, I am not. But hey, thanks for asking!" Lou muttered with a strained tone as he was still holding onto the said spruce. Well, more like hanging on it in an awkward, unsteady back tilted angle while Malachai held onto his jacket. If Lou would let go now, he would fall back on his ass, maybe roll down the slope a few good ten to fifteen feet and crack his skull onto a jutting rock as a bonus. The branch let out wailing creak under the weight. Lou swallowed.
Trent hopped up to them and started inspecting Malachai's ankle. In the meanwhile, Lou looked for a good footing and carefully pulled himself upright -- constantly ready if the branch would finally give in and snap. Once there was no fear of falling to his own doom anymore, the Physical Caster let out a relieved sigh. He turned to look at the Water Caster and Fire Caster over his shoulder, heaving another sigh at the diagnosis of a possible strained ankle. The Dark Caster boy Toby also came over and showed his concern for Malachai. Lou could feel his fingers still curled on his jacket, but he did not point it out in any way. It was most probably for balance due to the twist ankle; it was probably hurting more than Malachai was willing to show, and this realization made Lou respect the Water Caster just a hint more. Not so much of a city boy after all, maybe.
"Can you still walk, pipsqueak?" Lou questioned Malachai with a frown, showing his concern in his own backwards way, and just not to sound like he was growing too soft on him, he added, "Because I'm definitely not gonna carry you, that's for sure." Though if the situation demanded it... he probably was going to. Begrudgingly, yes, but if it came to it, Lou was not the type to abandon a teammate. He just hoped that the ankle would not swell and the tendons were not damaged.
Characters mentioned/interacted with:
@DarkiusHeavenstein - Malachai Dwin'anea
@Noctis the Devious - Trent Brooks
@The Spartan Potato - Toby Newton
@DarkiusHeavenstein - Malachai Dwin'anea
@Noctis the Devious - Trent Brooks
@The Spartan Potato - Toby Newton