(I decided to take the back seat until we actually started moving, hope you don't mind =/)
Doromu had been quietly observing the speech and actions of Dawn, he had managed to calm down his conflicting emotions within during the demonstration. Being less bold than the others, Doromu waited until several others had gone first before stepping up to bat. Slowly creeping forward, he imitated the same movements accurately and held his breath waiting for something to happen.
He waited a moment before deciding nothing was going to happen "Hey, I don't think I did this correc..," He stopped mid-sentence as a wall of blinding light appeared in his mind's eye, engulfing him in an intense white embrace. Sounds were heard, but he could not understand what they meant for it was too muddled.
Doromu blinked and shielded his eyes from the bright glare of the sun, it was then that he realized he wasn't wearing the same clothing as before. Staring at himself, Doromu found that he was roughly 5 inches shorter and his clothing appeared medival like. The most interesting part of this was the staff lying on the grass beside him, which he had dropped. Bending to pick it up, he paused and thought This is exactly how I pictured myself in my dreams.
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