The waiting game [ACTIVE/OPEN]
Characters: Medusa, Negi, anyone willing to join the rescue effort
Content: A young Welsh mage off to save someone pretending like she needs it
Location: Times Square/Rick's Cyber Cafe
Time of day: Friday Evening.
Warnings: Duplicity and a dead crab in a freezer.
Closing the walk-in fridge behind her, Medusa finally allowed herself to breathe. The food must have gone bad months ago, by her estimation. It made her wonder why they hadn't shut the power off if no one was present to pay the bill, but as long as it worked, she had a freezer to store her specimen in until she had somewhere to study it. She made a mental note of this for later.
Washing her hands of the crab blood, she went over her new situation in her head. It didn't seem to be Asura's doing, that much was certain. According to this Rosette person, there was some sort of "giant monster" running about; it seemed this was the cause of this city becoming a disaster area, at least. Whether this was even the same world seemed unlikely. She thought about the so-called crabs. They were nothing like any crabs she was familiar with. They were nothing like anything she was familiar with, but still, why crabs? Nomenclature was probably the last thing on anyone's mind, but they didn't even have claws, for heaven's sake.
In any case, at least now she knew how to punish them if they became too troublesome. Even she was amazed at how sturdy a kitchen knife duck-taped to a plastic mop handle was. Sitting back down at the computer, she sipped on her cup of coffee, practicing looking distressed in her head. Now then, to continue the waiting game.
Content: A young Welsh mage off to save someone pretending like she needs it
Location: Times Square/Rick's Cyber Cafe
Time of day: Friday Evening.
Warnings: Duplicity and a dead crab in a freezer.
Closing the walk-in fridge behind her, Medusa finally allowed herself to breathe. The food must have gone bad months ago, by her estimation. It made her wonder why they hadn't shut the power off if no one was present to pay the bill, but as long as it worked, she had a freezer to store her specimen in until she had somewhere to study it. She made a mental note of this for later.
Washing her hands of the crab blood, she went over her new situation in her head. It didn't seem to be Asura's doing, that much was certain. According to this Rosette person, there was some sort of "giant monster" running about; it seemed this was the cause of this city becoming a disaster area, at least. Whether this was even the same world seemed unlikely. She thought about the so-called crabs. They were nothing like any crabs she was familiar with. They were nothing like anything she was familiar with, but still, why crabs? Nomenclature was probably the last thing on anyone's mind, but they didn't even have claws, for heaven's sake.
In any case, at least now she knew how to punish them if they became too troublesome. Even she was amazed at how sturdy a kitchen knife duck-taped to a plastic mop handle was. Sitting back down at the computer, she sipped on her cup of coffee, practicing looking distressed in her head. Now then, to continue the waiting game.