Sato (
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hadriel_logs2016-12-17 09:05 pm
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"I love it when a plan comes together!"
Who: Members of the City Guard, Sato, and a few others
What: Catchall for everything associated with Assault on Guard HQ
Where: City Guard HQ
When: From after Sato's network post through the next morning.
Warnings: Many violences, much death (likely mostly Sato's), wow.
What: Catchall for everything associated with Assault on Guard HQ
Where: City Guard HQ
When: From after Sato's network post through the next morning.
Warnings: Many violences, much death (likely mostly Sato's), wow.
no subject
No thud of a corpse. No spilling of blood over her. Whatever is left just vanishes.
If this turned out to be another ability it has and could just materialize nearby, it had every chance to take advantage of it now. As it is, she flops towards her stomach, holding herself upright by her elbows. She scans the surrounding area, but nothing manifests to make a return appearance.
Flakes of the dried black layer shed from her face. Allowing her to gasp, draw in a breath of air through her mouth into her lungs after having it nearly choked out of her.
More of the samandrine falls down her head, giving her more breathing room. Using her forearms, she pushes herself onto her legs, keeping her shaking, mangled hands out. She starts limping towards one of the shops where she has left some of her things, trying not to trip over her feet all the while.
She can't stop. Can't fall here. Because she has an urgent call to make.