36 * [accidental video]
[Standing on a roof-top is a familiar-looking red-head. She looks older than what people might remember, harder, lonelier, but she stands tall and proud, looking out on the City. The rarely-seen Hound marks on her face are worn with a certain pride, or at least a lack of concern, and her clothing looks made for war.
The soldiers behind her are dressed similarly, and wait on bated breath for her orders. She's not sure when she became a figure that inspired that kind of loyalty, the kind bordering on fanaticism, but she'll take it. She's got decades to go before her brother will come and Apocalypse will fall, but she can wait it out. If there's one thing she's learning in war, it's patience.
Some days she can't remember the days when she was just Rachel, the Phoenix, in fact there's only a small group of people, her inner circle, that even know those names anymore. To everyone, she's just the Askani, the Lady. To Apocalypse she's a plague.
And she'll take that, too.
A bitter smile crosses her face as she casts her mind outwards, searching. Her enemy has sent soldiers to this place. She'll find them, oust them, and leave this City in peace. She's done it before, she'll do it again.]
[ooc: The Clan Askani's here to join your war. If you're looking for a battle here it is, Rachel will see what she needs to to make the illusions fit. Also, her City memories will be hazy so she may not remember you all that well, if at all.]
The soldiers behind her are dressed similarly, and wait on bated breath for her orders. She's not sure when she became a figure that inspired that kind of loyalty, the kind bordering on fanaticism, but she'll take it. She's got decades to go before her brother will come and Apocalypse will fall, but she can wait it out. If there's one thing she's learning in war, it's patience.
Some days she can't remember the days when she was just Rachel, the Phoenix, in fact there's only a small group of people, her inner circle, that even know those names anymore. To everyone, she's just the Askani, the Lady. To Apocalypse she's a plague.
And she'll take that, too.
A bitter smile crosses her face as she casts her mind outwards, searching. Her enemy has sent soldiers to this place. She'll find them, oust them, and leave this City in peace. She's done it before, she'll do it again.]
[ooc: The Clan Askani's here to join your war. If you're looking for a battle here it is, Rachel will see what she needs to to make the illusions fit. Also, her City memories will be hazy so she may not remember you all that well, if at all.]