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To Scratch an Itch [Public/Saga]
Sun Mar 28, 2021 8:02 am
Song: I Wanna Rock With You - By: Michael Jackson
After Shadow Fall receded their holds over Earth, no territory received more attention than the United States--and that was no fun. Malaysia was an absolute cesspool of crime and disorder, something beautiful, really. Europe had some contention between different aspirers, and Vastime who held most immediate proximity and interest in maintaining Europe freshly dealt with more domestic issues, surely to impact their ability to support a broken continent to their north. America, however? Things were being taken care of rather diplomatically between its occupying forces, relatively speaking, and that was absolutely. Supremely unfun and boring, one might even say.
Thankfully, Saga was a benevolent soul, who didn't mind helping the constituency out with discovering what life was like on the edge. A snap, a crackle, and a pop to the skies, and all hell reigned on the coast of Washington. A deafening storm swept in from the Atlantic, aetherically motivated, so natural precursors weren't available. Oncoming rogue waves swept in, ready to consume Seattle. Ghastly winds tore trees straight from the soil and uprooted loose vehicles.
At the top of the Space Needle, Saga was getting groovy. An old pop-tune played in her head, and the chaos being sprung around her was like an instrumental accentuating the whole experience. She slid her feet around, flung her arms, and bopped her head all around.
Of course, a few scary waves and a storm was just a little appetizer. She wanted to rock with Seattle all night long, the whole way through, and she figured it'd take a bit more to really hit those exciting peaks. She filled herself with the aether, felt the Earth communicate to her, and the ground beneath the whole city begun to shake.
Even the appearance of any party poopers wouldn't dissuade Saga from her dancing. Distortions in the air formed around her, indistinct in appearance. A stray bolt of lightning ran straight towards her. From one arm to the other, Saga shot her arm out and offered a flamboyant snap, from her fingers jutting out the lightning to strike straight at the base of a skyscraper.
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Re: To Scratch an Itch [Public/Saga]
Mon Mar 29, 2021 12:13 am
Helle Armstrong
With a wave of her hand, Reishi raced together, forming a thick wall of energy that protected the skyscraper from the falling lightning. Seconds later, and a woman of prestige stood before Saga. Helle Armstrong: member of the Vandenreich and overseer of America’s reformation. Of course, of all days, the one she chose to travel and take a personal look at all her Organization has done for the states, and there just so happens to be a pest meandering about stirring trouble. Normally, she would rely on her subordinates to take charge of the situation, but the rapid buildup of energy atop the Space Needle made it clear that meager foot soldiers would prove but toys for whoever dared harm innocents.
“One warning: take your heinous desires elsewhere. These lands are under Vandenreich’s jurisdiction.”
Why must the city suffer such fate when Shadowfall’s influence is yet still fresh? She cannot still the troubled skies or the angry seas, but she can calm the catalyst, peacefully or violently. She leaves her men to care for the citizens. Saga’s childlike appearance did not sway Helle’s judgement, the armored woman prepared for combat. Ah, it seems it was a mistake to have left her helmet behind. No matter. She has given her first and last warning to the stranger.
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