Waver peeks inside, letting the door creak open slowly to reveal a seemingly empty apartment. He takes a cautious step or two past the doorway-- only to be greeted by a sudden shout and a flash of steel instinctively recognized just out of the corner of his eye as a sword. Waver acts automatically, stumbling backward to try to dodge with a much less impressive shout of his own, while at the very same time in that split-second beginning to register who is actually holding the weapon. Whose voice that was.
Waver catches himself on the doorframe, still stumbling from his awkward backwards momentum now coupled with shock that nearly makes his knees give out. ]
Ri-- ow?!
[ He smacks a hand over his forehead to shield it, staring up at Iskandar with the strangest wide-eyed mixture of amazement, relief, shock and indignation. Good thing he's already leaning against something. He's about ready to sit right down on the floor. ]
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Waver peeks inside, letting the door creak open slowly to reveal a seemingly empty apartment. He takes a cautious step or two past the doorway-- only to be greeted by a sudden shout and a flash of steel instinctively recognized just out of the corner of his eye as a sword. Waver acts automatically, stumbling backward to try to dodge with a much less impressive shout of his own, while at the very same time in that split-second beginning to register who is actually holding the weapon. Whose voice that was.
Waver catches himself on the doorframe, still stumbling from his awkward backwards momentum now coupled with shock that nearly makes his knees give out. ]
Ri-- ow?!
[ He smacks a hand over his forehead to shield it, staring up at Iskandar with the strangest wide-eyed mixture of amazement, relief, shock and indignation. Good thing he's already leaning against something. He's about ready to sit right down on the floor. ]