elevatoravatar: (Dark Magic)
((ooc: Liz is suffering from Minato never existing so she may be a bit odd))

Action 1 - Park

[Elizabeth was in the park, petting a cat, looking less amused by the world and more irritated by it as she talked to it]

So here we are in a fake world filled with fakes. Fitting since mine was destroyed, did you know that? The one I was tasked to aid in its protection lost because not a single one of these humans had the courage to sign a simple contract. [She offers it a bit of fish and sighs] I suppose I should be happy that my brother's world found someone, but he was chosen to deal with those things, and ultimately that led to my sister being able to help but to sit at the sidelines and watch. It almost makes one wish to see these things lost to some monster that would devour them. Not like the Joker curse, that was apparently something in all of them but something to just destroy them, since that was all they apparently dreamed of.

Action 2 - The streets

[Its cold out and Elizabeth seems to be collecting wood for a fire when a drone man comes out of its stupor for a second and goes on about something dronish. A little girl appears next to Liz and giggles in a sinister way before uttering "Sir... Will you die for me?" as the drone just drops dead and Liz continues on her business, stopping only to put on the hat the drone was wearing.]

Its not even the right color....
elevatoravatar: (Summoner Liz)
[Liz has had an irritating few days, her husband has been reduced to a drone and probably forever, and she still was feeling a bit odd from the milk, food just didn't seem appetizing.]

Action: 1128 Taylor

[There is a letter with Liz's name on it which she stuffs into her purse then goes about pruning the bushes, singing something that sounds pretty, but also horrible to anyone who can use magic. Horrible in the whole madness from lost souls way.]

Action: Park

[Liz has decided to open her letter, a single tarot card there bearing the chariot. As she does so a booming voice can be heard saying "I am thou... Thou art I... I come from the storm of the soul bearing thunder from the Chariot!" and a large hammer bearing Norse man appears before vanishing into her]

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