Is anyone else suddenly very large?
"Dios mio!" Rictor shouted, skittering back. The sword had barely missed him, skewering his chair as he turned wide-eyed to face his attacker.
It had been a long time since he'd seen that particular face. It had been since the last time he drifted to sleep in their place in Mexico and woke up to a hastily scribbled note. He'd whited out most of it in his memory; something about not becoming domesticated. Not having a purpose here anymore that Rictor had basically written off as 'I'm tired of it here, so I'm gone. See ya.' He'd been crushed over it for a long time, and if he was honest with himself he was still crushed over it.
But fortunately Rictor had never been good at being honest with himself.
Swallowing thickly, he dampened his lips. "... 'Star?" He'd managed to get out again before having to roll across the floor, dodging another swinging blade.
"Guido? A little help here?" He shouted back to his friend who still lay stunned on the ground, just as surprised as Rictor had been.
"Huh? Oh, right!" Star was fast and agile, but Guido was big. Sometimes, size really did matter.