Aneiko opened unusually groggy eyes. He held his arm in front of his face. Unextroadinarily, it was there. Same old black leather vambraces, wrapped around the same dark blue purple wrist. What was amazing about it was that he could see it with perfect clarity, every crease of fabric, every blemish of the skin. He enjoyed the shadow, purely for this fact, as his eyes resumed the clearest tint of blue and he could look upon the world once more. However, this was different. Different enough in fact, that worried aneiko sincerely, to the point of dread. The shadow never pulled him in, only he had control. Stranger still, it had pulled him into A shadow that belonged to someone. Aneiko watched as he saw his legs moving autonomously, confusing him until he looked at his feet. It was remarkably like looking at the surface of a lake. From beneath it. What he saw on the other side mystified him further. His feet moved in time with Gabriel's mirroring them perfectly. His arms moved at his Sides uncontrollably. When did this happen? A moment ago he'd been moving fine. He wanted to look around at the odd shadowscape, but his head only moved when gabriel's did. A rising sense of panic built within him. Not only was aneiko not in control of his body, but the shadow wouldn't obey him either. It seemed he just had to sit tight, and wait for this to work itself out.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>