[That... certainly is a sight. Angel found herself reaching for a Pokeball, which gave way to a blue and white Vulpix. After studying Heather's form just a bit longer, she knelt down and murmured to the creature, who gave a determined little nod. Hopping back a foot or two, the creature summoned a number of ice shards. Rather than attacking with them, however, she let them fall to the ground.]
[Collecting a handful, the siren turned her attention back to Heather and held them out.]
For your bruises.
[As she handed over the ice, she considered Heather's question. Unfortunately, she'd seen neither one of the men described -- though the second one sounded a touch like Prompto. It mattered not, as she hadn't seen the other photographer since before the chaos anyways.]
no subject
[Collecting a handful, the siren turned her attention back to Heather and held them out.]
For your bruises.
[As she handed over the ice, she considered Heather's question. Unfortunately, she'd seen neither one of the men described -- though the second one sounded a touch like Prompto. It mattered not, as she hadn't seen the other photographer since before the chaos anyways.]
I'm afraid I haven't seen them. I'm sorry.