07-24-2018, 12:04 AM
Armor. Cry replied, turning towards Nui, Preferably for my chest and head. Something that's light enough that I can still fly in. She explained her request. It couldn't be that hard, could it? She was a little tiny bird, after all. Measurements would be annoying to take, but she needed to protect this group. Everyone here was soft; they couldn't fight. If disaster were to strike... She stole a glance at Atbash... She couldn't bare the idea of her (she meant anyone here) getting hurt.
"SPEECH"