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Sigh

“What does the great Ragnarok light of my life want for dinner today?”

[thesenseswillshowtomyheart]

Decisions Are Happening Over Dinner

@fatekind You arrive fifteen minutes before the reservation. The restaurant is upscale, almost to the point of being ostentatious, but you refuse to be outclassed by the venue. Part of you can't help but wonder if this choice in location is meant to put you ill at ease, remind you who holds the cards. Caroline Szanto must not know you very well, if that is the case. A tuxedoed server leads you to a table and removes the folded card reading "Reserved." Szanto has not yet arrived, but you prefer it that way. You don't mind waiting, but arriving late is an instant disadvantage. And a vigilante at a personal dinner with the Bay City Chief of Police needs every advantage she can get. So you begin the waiting game.

[thesenseswillshowtomyheart]

Elodie Masters awoke with a throbbing headache. As she lifted her head off of the wooden table, she saw that she was in a nearly empty bar. Sunlight shone through the boarded-up windows, and she pulled a pocket-watch out of the bag on the bench next to her. It was nearly noon. Maybe she’d had a bit too much hooch this time.

“Mmm...I s’pose it’s not a good sign that I don’t remember anything that happened last night.”

She rubbed her head, forcing her eyes to focus. At the very least, it looked like the bartender was still around. 

“Give it to me straight, doc. How long was I out?”

[thesenseswillshowtomyheart]

❝ Everything you do impacts the entire kingdom, it's hard to think quickly before each step. ❞

“As I am quickly coming to realize,” you say, folding your hands on top of one another over your lap. It is better to do that than to clench your fists, in any case. “But I assume you did not come here to offer me your advice.”

[thesenseswillshowtomyheart]

You wake up on a stretcher, in a room you don’t recognize. Your limbs feel like lead, and it takes a moment for you to realize that’s because they’re tied in place to the sides of the stretcher, so tightly that you can’t move them. Fantastic, you’re trapped. You try to access your powers, but they’re just as useless as always. Great, this day keeps getting better and better.

You turn your head, and see that the room is all but deserted except for a figure standing near the doorway. You can’y see very well, but you can tell that whoever it is is wearing the facility’s uniform.

“Hey, asshole!” you cry, rattling your bindings a little bit. “Let me go!”

[thesenseswillshowtomyheart]

Hey Kerry I’m about to do something dumb talk to you after I’ve done it!

@fatekind can you come over?

[thesenseswillshowtomyheart]

...Judge, I am sorry I forgot your birthday.

[thesenseswillshowtomyheart]

DEATH. PESTILENCE. FUCKIN…FAMINE, IF YOU CAN FIND HIM. COVER FOR ME WITH THE BOSS MAN, I’M GONNA FIGHT A GODDESS.