[ Madoka hears the commotion and comes running. There's always a part of her, a part Homura would chide as silly and naive, that wouldn't let her leave well enough alone. Somebody is screaming something awful at somebody and Madoka isn't about to allow that!! She turns a corner, see's the man standing in the middle of the wreckage and thinks Oh.
This man, (prince? king? a crown can mean a lot!) looks so angry and sad she can barely help herself. ]
"U-um. Mister? Are you alright?" [ Its so pathetically little to say, but she doesn't know what else to do with a stranger. ]
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Date: 2017-02-12 12:44 am (UTC)This man, (prince? king? a crown can mean a lot!) looks so angry and sad she can barely help herself. ]
"U-um. Mister? Are you alright?" [ Its so pathetically little to say, but she doesn't know what else to do with a stranger. ]