Blackblade 20.1 - Vol's Dilemma

It was a clear autumn night; the air was crisp, but it couldn't be considered cold yet. Vol sat quietly in one of Shizuoka's many garden-parks. He was covered in a disguise that made him look like a young Yetoman; did he have to wear it still? Could he just walk around in the open? He didn't know, but for the moment, it didn't feel quite right, so he kept his disguise on. In front of him was a small pond, almost assuredly artificial, with a thick bunch of lillies covering its surface and a little waterfall off to the side making a soft current and a pleasant sound. Looking at the water, he couldn't decide if it was nicer or not, this cultivated pond over a natural one. There was a bench not too far from where he sat, but he opted to sit on the grass. He hoped that no one minded. Of course, he doubted anyone would say anything to him with two little dragons sleeping nearby. They were growing quickly and were too big for him to carry easily anymore, especially both of them, so they had walked with him to the park. It wasn't too far from the inn where they were all staying, but they were still young and the trip had tired them out. Vol knew it was only a short matter of time before they woke up and started jumping in the bushes, the pond and on each other. But that was alright; he'd just enjoy the quiet now. His mind raced about: he was free, but that could be a lie; he could leave but had nowhere to go; he could hide while everyone else fought. What should he do? What was he supposed to do? He buried his face in his knees and inhaled deeply. He knew all too well, really. There was nowhere to go but with them. He could help; they overlooked that sometimes, that he didn't have to be protected all the time. It would be wrong, after all they had done, to abandon them when they needed help just because he was scared. He wouldn't turn his back on responsibility.
A nudge on his leg made him look up. Serrisa had woken up and was looking at him with worried eyes. She nudged him with her beak again. Reaching out, he stroked her head to calm her; she made a slight trilling noise, and he couldn't help but smile a little.
Category:Banishment of the Blackblades