Arkhandus
First Post
Mikken just stares for a moment, a worried look on his face as he watches Kyo in the last few seconds of the fight.
With a sigh he sheathes his katana. He pulls out a small piece of wood and a length of string from one of his belt pouches, and mutters something. A slight shimmer hangs in the air before him, lasting just a few seconds. Then Mikken quietly says "Clean up this place."
Pieces of broken glass and other debris start to sweep themselves away, then once that's done, chairs right themselves and slide back into place at the tables, one at a time. Minutes later, rags from the kitchen float over to the tables, wiping away any spilled drinks.
Mikken just leaves his spell to do its work, and looks toward Kyo, wondering if his coz is okay and not sure he or Frida should be going to help him just yet. He doesn't even notice the squeal or the new arrivals, just staring at Kyo with uncertainty and worry on his face.
[sblock=ooc]Unseen Servant spell, of course.[/sblock]
With a sigh he sheathes his katana. He pulls out a small piece of wood and a length of string from one of his belt pouches, and mutters something. A slight shimmer hangs in the air before him, lasting just a few seconds. Then Mikken quietly says "Clean up this place."
Pieces of broken glass and other debris start to sweep themselves away, then once that's done, chairs right themselves and slide back into place at the tables, one at a time. Minutes later, rags from the kitchen float over to the tables, wiping away any spilled drinks.
Mikken just leaves his spell to do its work, and looks toward Kyo, wondering if his coz is okay and not sure he or Frida should be going to help him just yet. He doesn't even notice the squeal or the new arrivals, just staring at Kyo with uncertainty and worry on his face.
[sblock=ooc]Unseen Servant spell, of course.[/sblock]