Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28144855-20190919151013/@comment-28144855-20190921220008

A massive spaceship appeared above the city in a spacetime distortion, the same one that Andrej sensed. In it two life forms, yet only one of flash and blood, the other was an existence 'born' by chance without body or substance however, very much alive, if the definition of being alive is to go by.

The pointy eared female (with more clothes, but that would be her) was crying her eyes out, barely paying attention at the burning sensation on the back her hand. The holographic female, the second life form on board was trying to comfort her as best as she could.

"He...he died so we can get away... And now I'll never be able to tell him..."she sobbed.

Meanwile

Mittelt summoned her wings, black as the darkness itself, the edges of the stronger than steel feathers sporting a reddish hue, same color as the energy enveloping her hands (think of Wanda/Scarlet Witch) as she dashed into the fray and used her power to protect the yellow blouse wearing woman.

The woman, once she saw her tried to crawl away but to her dismay right beneath an enemy that was about to bring its sword on her. But before it happened Mashu dispached it with ease.

"Director, you're safe."

"Careful, there's a powerful foe overthere." she pointed her sheaky finger at the Fallen Angel.

"Hey, wait a second, does me protecting you not count." Mittelt asked in a faked upset tone

"She's a servant, watch out." Olga insisted.

"I'm not. Though I just met several. Follow me, we have to regroup with the others, come on!" Mittelt insisted and after a bit of push and pull the three people she met eventually complied seeing their options are limited.

(And that's my official master introduced, Sylvia the Elf!)