Royal Palace, Faerie
No sooner had her Majesty the Queen entered her Meditation Chamber, than there was terrible comotion. Crashing and screaming and what sounded like destructive spells being cast. Stormy Waves Upon a Rocky Shore started, and rushed for the door. Strider sighed and shoved him back.
"What are you doing?!" the defector cried. "She's under attack!"
"No she isn't." Strider told him, sighing. "She's venting."
A particularly nasty crunch emanated from the room causing both men to wince. "Maybe we should look into soundproofing that room." Stormy Waves suggested.
"We did. She's in fine form today."
Inside, Leda stood amidst the wreckage, taking a few deep breaths. Keeping your cool while confronting a Noble about why he wasn't allowed to force himself upon the people inhabiting his lands was hard work. Particularly when she didn't want to keep her cool. If only there wasn't this blasted war going on. If only she didn't need his support so badly.
At least no one had caught on to the fact that the various subversive leaflets being passed around was actually her doing.
The room was a recent addition to the palace. It'd been used as storage, but had been cleared out and several illusion spells had been cast. Now it could mimic a number of environments. The two most often used so far had been a park in the rain, and the one she used for venting her aggression.
It was based on a video game she'd seen while in the Mortal world called Pain. Launching facsimiles of Corwyn and various nobles from a giant slingshot into a fully destructible environment was incredibly therapeutic.
[Open for calls and the like. If you are offended by particularly destructive cartoon/videogame violence, do not click on the link. This warn you.]
"What are you doing?!" the defector cried. "She's under attack!"
"No she isn't." Strider told him, sighing. "She's venting."
A particularly nasty crunch emanated from the room causing both men to wince. "Maybe we should look into soundproofing that room." Stormy Waves suggested.
"We did. She's in fine form today."
Inside, Leda stood amidst the wreckage, taking a few deep breaths. Keeping your cool while confronting a Noble about why he wasn't allowed to force himself upon the people inhabiting his lands was hard work. Particularly when she didn't want to keep her cool. If only there wasn't this blasted war going on. If only she didn't need his support so badly.
At least no one had caught on to the fact that the various subversive leaflets being passed around was actually her doing.
The room was a recent addition to the palace. It'd been used as storage, but had been cleared out and several illusion spells had been cast. Now it could mimic a number of environments. The two most often used so far had been a park in the rain, and the one she used for venting her aggression.
It was based on a video game she'd seen while in the Mortal world called Pain. Launching facsimiles of Corwyn and various nobles from a giant slingshot into a fully destructible environment was incredibly therapeutic.
[Open for calls and the like. If you are offended by particularly destructive cartoon/videogame violence, do not click on the link. This warn you.]