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anemoi2012-03-13 09:42 pm
misery_hates_company) wrote in anemoi2012-03-13 09:42 pm
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[ACTION; SIROCCO OPERATION SOCIETY; LOCKED TO ???]
*Misery floats in the air, watching the operations of the various lackeys mulling about their business. The fools. Were they even aware of what they were letting themselves in for? All they had rescued when they'd brought them there was their own servitude. She supposes she should not have expected any less of such silly humans, though.
And him. She's still not sure why he's here. Or, more importantly, why THAT is here. It doesn't matter. Nothing really matters right now. She just has to wait like a good girl until her orders are given. And then... well, only HE knows what's coming up.
She'd never admit it to anybody, but she wishes Balrog were here. Just so it felt a little less like the world had decided to pick on her, and only her. But there's no point in lamenting that sort of thing. Balrog is off somewhere, living a happy life. Honestly, she wouldn't wish that away from him. He'd deserved it, at least.
She's not sure what she deserves, but she's not sure it's this.*
[ACTION; OUTSIDE SIROCCO]
*So many ruins. So many of them complete crap. Certainly, there would have to be something that would be suited to his purposes. Why did so many people make so many useless buildings, only to abandon them later? People are idiots.
Those who are checking out the various other ruins themselves might spot a greenish witch flying around, occasionally landing and surveying. She doesn't SEEM to want to be bothered, but you know you haven't seen her before. She MUST be a fellow amnesiac. Dare you approach?*
*Misery floats in the air, watching the operations of the various lackeys mulling about their business. The fools. Were they even aware of what they were letting themselves in for? All they had rescued when they'd brought them there was their own servitude. She supposes she should not have expected any less of such silly humans, though.
And him. She's still not sure why he's here. Or, more importantly, why THAT is here. It doesn't matter. Nothing really matters right now. She just has to wait like a good girl until her orders are given. And then... well, only HE knows what's coming up.
She'd never admit it to anybody, but she wishes Balrog were here. Just so it felt a little less like the world had decided to pick on her, and only her. But there's no point in lamenting that sort of thing. Balrog is off somewhere, living a happy life. Honestly, she wouldn't wish that away from him. He'd deserved it, at least.
She's not sure what she deserves, but she's not sure it's this.*
[ACTION; OUTSIDE SIROCCO]
*So many ruins. So many of them complete crap. Certainly, there would have to be something that would be suited to his purposes. Why did so many people make so many useless buildings, only to abandon them later? People are idiots.
Those who are checking out the various other ruins themselves might spot a greenish witch flying around, occasionally landing and surveying. She doesn't SEEM to want to be bothered, but you know you haven't seen her before. She MUST be a fellow amnesiac. Dare you approach?*