forum Character Chat (Or something...)

Started September 27, 2018 by Deleted user

tune

Victoria: shrugs don’t know don’t care, I was hoping to have missed him when I was in my totally controlled exiting of the New York stock exchange but he somehow followed me.

Kilándrè: New York…That's the tall city on the other side of Rift isn't it

Victoria: I wouldn’t call it tall now, especially after I ripped half the city apart.

By accident of course.

awkwardly avoids making eye contact

Kilándrè: softly Mortals moves too fast….

Victoria: I just wanted to go to Norway .-.

Kilándrè: OK I should've studied geography instead of pop culture when Father asked me to

Victoria: awkwardly laughs then plops onto the floor as her opposite slipper returns

Kilándrè: …What

Victoria: stares at the ceiling and kicks her feet up and down

Incëreth: What the fuck….

Victoria: stares off into space and just star fishes on the ground

Incëreth: Is she dead?

Victoria: kicks her slipper into the air and it hits what is left of the ceiling and the ceiling is suddenly being ripped apart by a green portal uhhhhhhhhhhh

Oops

Kilándrè: Well, good job, I suppose

Victoria: quickly gets up and dives into Kilándrè and Incëreth, knocking them into the floor as a huge explosion goes off

Kilándrè: You couldn've…cough…just…cough…asked for a shield

Victoria: well if I had known I probably still would have tackled y’all. looks back at the dust now settling That was kinda meant to hit me and not the ceiling ._.

Victoria: awkardly gets up and backs away from you two

Kilándrè: Does this happen often?

Victoria: second time.
First time I didn’t know the ceiling would explode to I got a face full of shrapnel.
pulls hair back from forehead to show a large gash just on her hairline

Kilándrè: Good job

Victoria: drops hair then touches her left arm
Hmm ouch

Victoria: pulls out 1 1/7 inch long fiber out of her skin. Causing it to bleed profusely
It appears I have hit a vein.

Kilándrè: I didn't hit you

Victoria: no no, it definitely wasn’t either of you. points up as blood dribbles down her arm probably the explosion, my fault entirely.