Luca stood up deep in tearing himself from his deep thought and ripping the bandages off of himself, leaving them only covering his legs. The fresh scars of the burn pattern were now engraved into his very flesh. It would be a constant reminder of how he was not able to use mana to heal himself. His eyes were now a deep blue color, almost black. he turned from his stare out int the ocean and treid to pull himself back to reality and out of his day dream. " I will find her..I know i will.." he rubbed his eyes, tired from all of the fighting and still recovering from his accident. he set his eyes on the village, hoping his friends were all back together, the sad look still in his eyes, and the sad excuse for a smile still on his face. He picked up his feet and began to walk, leaving a pile of bandages on the ground where he had torn them off. His legs felt faint but as far as he was concerned he was fine. growing near to the edge of the town square he sat down on a bench next to a half destroyed building, admiring the destruction around him. Was this what his home looked like?
His feelings were mixed at the moment, half of him thinking about how much he just wanted to see kiera again, the other half focusing on how much he wanted to protect his friends and make sure nothing happened to them. He was split between a lover that might very well be dead, and his friends who had always been with him. He just wanted to be loved, but on the other hand he didn't want his friends to feel like they meant nothing to him. It was diffrent then that. They meant a lot to him...but he wanted someone who would love him and just want to be with him, someone he could care for and be cared for by. His face stayed still for a moment, reflecting his sad delima as he looked back and forth between his friends which were gathered in the area near him. He was at a stalemate. From here on out he would have to choose one path or another. He couldn't keep shuting out his friends like this.
His feelings were mixed at the moment, half of him thinking about how much he just wanted to see kiera again, the other half focusing on how much he wanted to protect his friends and make sure nothing happened to them. He was split between a lover that might very well be dead, and his friends who had always been with him. He just wanted to be loved, but on the other hand he didn't want his friends to feel like they meant nothing to him. It was diffrent then that. They meant a lot to him...but he wanted someone who would love him and just want to be with him, someone he could care for and be cared for by. His face stayed still for a moment, reflecting his sad delima as he looked back and forth between his friends which were gathered in the area near him. He was at a stalemate. From here on out he would have to choose one path or another. He couldn't keep shuting out his friends like this.