(Here he is, minding his own business in the city. It's a sunny day and he sees a shadow fly over him. He looks up, raising a hand over his eyes to look up into the sky to see what it is. Ah, he recognizes a familiar silhouette of what he now knows to be a broomstick. He's caught Shylock flying across the city every now and then and it usually doesn't matter to him the city is so crowded he doesn't stand out at all and Shylock is so high up in the air that neither of them can really notice but today is different.
It's afternoon in a part of a city that usually only wakes up at night. There aren't many people around if any at all and... something seems to be happening in the air. He squints to try to get a better look. His vision is naturally quite good but even he's limited when looking up into the sunlight. It's then that Shylock begins to fall and Hizen instinctively holds his arms out and runs to catch him.
Never mind the fact that from that height, he'll surely get knocked into the ground by the force. He isn't really thinking about the consequences.)
Oi--!
(He catches him in his arms! And immediately tumbles back wards, crashing into the asphalt but it's fine. He'd rather take a few scrapes and scratches than let Shylock crash to his death. He'll recover by the morning with his healing.)
Watch what you're doing up there! You could've died--!
(He starts screaming and scolding before he can even get back up. Yeah, he sure is holding Shylock in his arms though. How's that for a cushion? All 167 centimeters of twink! Give him a moment to realize exactly what the hell is going on. He's dumb from adrenaline and combined with a (slight) natural resistance to flame, he doesn't quite register that Shylock is... you know. On fire.)
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It's afternoon in a part of a city that usually only wakes up at night. There aren't many people around if any at all and... something seems to be happening in the air. He squints to try to get a better look. His vision is naturally quite good but even he's limited when looking up into the sunlight. It's then that Shylock begins to fall and Hizen instinctively holds his arms out and runs to catch him.
Never mind the fact that from that height, he'll surely get knocked into the ground by the force. He isn't really thinking about the consequences.)
Oi--!
(He catches him in his arms! And immediately tumbles back wards, crashing into the asphalt but it's fine. He'd rather take a few scrapes and scratches than let Shylock crash to his death. He'll recover by the morning with his healing.)
Watch what you're doing up there! You could've died--!
(He starts screaming and scolding before he can even get back up. Yeah, he sure is holding Shylock in his arms though. How's that for a cushion? All 167 centimeters of twink! Give him a moment to realize exactly what the hell is going on. He's dumb from adrenaline and combined with a (slight) natural resistance to flame, he doesn't quite register that Shylock is... you know. On fire.)