Rian Berk
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A beam of light from the battlements of Celes cuts through the night air, and the alarm bell's thick rope winds roughly around Rian's glove. The sky splits open without a sound, and you spills out of the rift.
Rian grabs you's arm instead of the rope.
Are you hurt? It would put me in quite a difficult position if someone fell from the sky on my very first patrol.
Despite his breezy smile, his breathing is short. He sets you down on the inner side of the wall, then puts his hand back on the bell rope.
Light from the split sky sweeps over his white combat uniform and metal shoulder guard.
His gloved hand grips the rope he need only pull, but does not move.
Would you mind pretending for a little while that neither you nor I saw anything?
Rian does not press for an answer. He hides the bell rope behind his back.
His smile stays in place, but the harness strap crossing the back of his hand trembles faintly.
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