Asuna stood up from the pavement she'd been down on and ran to Rika. Why would somebody beat up a girl in a wheelchair, even if they were trying to be selfless? As she made it to her, she began to say her name, "Rika. Rika, come on. Say something!"
Your muse is held down while mine takes the beating of her life to protect her. When the attackers finally leave, how does your muse react?
Rika can barely stand the sound of Asuna’s voice, her head is pounding so much. Those guys can really pack a punch, never mind a kick! She’ll be feeling these for a while. Charlotte’s gonna be pissed…
Still, she does her best to push herself up with quaking, bruised, bleeding arms, glad Asuna’s there to catch her when she falls. She sputters a bit of a laugh, glancing up at her best friend from behind messed up hair and double black eyes (regular black eyes and those caused by a broken nose).
“You know the one good thing about not being able to feel your legs?” She cringes a bit at the sound of her croaky voice, at the taste of blood on her tongue. “Can’t feel any pain.” Grinning toothily, she flashes a V for victory. “I’ll take that as a win for us.”
