Andrea Maria Nash (
masterofgunfu) wrote2013-03-27 04:02 pm
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Getting arms and meeting new people...
Atlanta is a strange city. Anything taller than three floors is ground down by magic wave after magic wave. Electric street signs are busted, missing or replaced by their more primitive kin. The tarmac of the streets is cracked as are the cement of the sidewalks and plant life has gone wild. Yet despite all this, the humans of the city rebuild...except here in Unicorn Lane. Here magic and the wild are the apex predator and not just during the Magic Waves. Things hide and quiver in the shadows. What people live here do so because there is simple no where else in the city that will accept them. It is dangerous. It is unpredictable and it is where Andrea is hoping to buy some guns on the sly.
Point in fact, she's already bought the guns and is currently sitting in what is left of a small city park, or what was once a small city park. Now it's more a mid-sized city jungle complete with unidentifiable and eerie animal sounds. The animal sounds are leaving her alone for now and so she is making sure her purchases (two Glocks and a submachine gun) were worth the effort and cost. She's also got a perfect view of all the windows and doorways to the empty shells of three apartment buildings that surround the park's entrance.
Point in fact, she's already bought the guns and is currently sitting in what is left of a small city park, or what was once a small city park. Now it's more a mid-sized city jungle complete with unidentifiable and eerie animal sounds. The animal sounds are leaving her alone for now and so she is making sure her purchases (two Glocks and a submachine gun) were worth the effort and cost. She's also got a perfect view of all the windows and doorways to the empty shells of three apartment buildings that surround the park's entrance.
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She fires, hitting the beast in the chest which makes it roar in protest, and has another bolt loaded.
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The world seems to roll up into a ball, about ten or twelve feet across, between the three of them. Felix's touch sets the ball spinning, and then his outstretched hand sends it shooting straight at the beast. And even without the rocks, it's hard to evade something that big going that fast. The ball bursts as it hits, restoring the world around them (such as it is).
(It's a bit of illusion, and a bit of metaphor, and a lot of pain. Not necessarily one of Felix's favorite tactics, but he's getting annoyed.)
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"Keep backing away and this can all be over," Andrea shouts out at it as she loads another bolt. She hates killing animals.
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He lets his eyes flash yellow, although he doesn't actually cast anything, and shouts wordlessly, flinging his arms wide. Hopefully that'll get the beast to just run off.
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"Well I think that's over," Andrea says with relief. Things could have gone much worse. She reaches into a pocket and pulls out a book of matches with the familiar Milliways logo. "Let's see about getting you on your way now."