Location Data
Name: Bridia
Size: Medium
Time: Night
Weather: 67 °F cloudy
Party: @Kat Otsu | @Glamora Dark | @Jin
"It's not, The only people who talk passionately about Justice are the ones with an agenda."
Sarina struggled to stand and found herself forced to lean upon this jerk. In truth, her job in real life already showed her that. It didn't mean that the word Justice was something to just throw away though. This entire event made her sick outside of the physical damage she had taken.
"...not all agendas are bad..."
She muttered before using all of her strength to pull away. How this guy had gotten up before her after the state she saw him in was jarring but it just went to show, she was far from finished growing stronger.
Then she remembered... the Criminal Witch!
"Okay team, shape up and take a breather, last time we screwed up because we all tried to do everything all at once."
Well, she was energetic. It made the Lion feel her own adrenaline return... even if painful.
"...A robot that claims she isn't a magia but knows the word gamer and uses it naturally, a not-player but uses player words. A disembodied voice calling for a mass uprising. Technoterrorists with different accents that seem more like an allied faction than members of the same force. Those are our clues. That and their apparent need for attention, but need to hide the bombs. This isn't only terorism, it's a false-flag conspiracy. Thats how I'd work the pieces anyway. Have I missed anything? Hmmm~"
"Wild night.... heh...."
The voice of one of the mysterious girls rang out. The hooded one was now holding a piece of one of those frog 'things' over her head.
"I don't know you. And you don't know me. But I stood up in the face of danger to help. Now, weakness would be you choosing not to do the same. You can condemn me as a Magia, you can arrest me, you can hate me. I don't care! I still helped! I still tried, when others might not have. And now you can do the same."
"Wait, you don't know the... "
Face palming, she ran off and made her exit into the night.
As the speech went on. A company of Falderen soldiers finally stepped up from wherever and went to work bringing order to the crowds that watched the fires, heard the words spread across their city, and saw a literal Magia holding a frog's head over them all...
Needless to say, emotions were mixed here.
"I'll give myself up if I have to, to keep this civil. I'm not the culprit, whether you believe me or not. I don't know what is happening or why, but I can't just let these evil people destroy this town and try to call it justice.
If the mob turns against me, you have to make a choice. I'll give myself up to them, but there are probably people dying in that windmill that need help. Other Starcalled, if them being called interlopers is to be believed. But if the mob does the right thing, me and you need to go catch that maniac. It's up to them now..."
If the mob turns against me, you have to make a choice. I'll give myself up to them, but there are probably people dying in that windmill that need help. Other Starcalled, if them being called interlopers is to be believed. But if the mob does the right thing, me and you need to go catch that maniac. It's up to them now..."
The crowd split as the soldiers took formation for a dainty woman adorned in blue roses.
"Make way for the attendant of Lord Vio! Lady Antinora"
"Lord Vio? Isn't he the ..."
"The Viper."
Someone uttered and quickly backed away.
"Terrorists in the Holy Kingdom of our most beloved of Queens? Yet here I see a demon of steel in the form of an innocent girl holding a burnt toad. Such disrespect of reptiles. The toad's vistage is too great for your faux little hands. Metal Monstrosity."
"Lady Antinora, we have found the ones at the windmill. They are alive. Should we detain them?"
A circle of soldiers with the banner of a snake upon their armor had formed around Sarina, Jin, and Glamora. They didn't look terribly compassionate about the wounds they sustained. One look at them and the woman pouted her lips a little and shook her head.
"Astoreans aren't you?"
She raised her hand to silence any responses. She continues to speak gently. Even smiles and looks as if she might offer the trio cookies as her words continue to mean much less generous meanings.
"Astorea has had its sights on making our great kingdom its vassal ever since the death of our King. Aligning with magia and using magitech weaponry against us now? Forgive me... continuing to use them against us? We do not forget. ...and while some of us forgive. The Viper does not."
She tilts her head and lowers her eyelids slightly. One may see the snake tattoo barely peaking out of her frilled collar. The townsfolk mutter amongst each other and the group gets stares and someone tries to throw a stone up at Kat (it doesn't make it).
"Calm yourselves. Yes, your night was disturbed, once again, by westerners. This is the cost we pay for living in an era where we share land with strange, self-resurrecting shapeshifters and a land that simply poofs into existence at what should be our borders. Our kind Queen is lucky to have a sharp bureaucracy."
She makes a simple delicate gesture with a limp wrist and a lifted finger towards the southern exit at the base of Bridia.
"Take your leave. Remember the generosity of Lord Vio. Tonight you do not taste the fangs of the viper. If leaving is difficult for you, (nods her head in understanding), I can arrange for you to be escorted with care befitting your treatment of our lands over the years."
Awaits with a soft smile and a squadron of armored soldiers in waiting...
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