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ding_bots_are_done) wrote in
destinystrings2013-09-14 11:44 pm
[OPEN] Death rays are a girl's best friend....
Who: Agatha Heterodyne and you
Where: Sagittarius Ward
What: A new arrival in the city takes charge of her situation
Warnings: SCIENCE! (Also action brackets because I am the laziest ever.)
[Agatha is blaming the strange dream on a side effect of lack of sleep and suddenly being shoved through Tweedle's ridiculous door. Right now the question is where that door has taken her. And what happened to the other three people who fell through it with her. Tweedle could be lost in time and space forever and she wouldn't care, but Violetta and Krosp she was a little concerned about. Not to mention the state of things in Mechanicsburg. But there wasn't much she could do about that now. First things first though, she needed a weapon....
So people who happen to be near some of the darkened warehouses may hear strange sounds coming from one of the alleyways. Clanking metal, odd whirring noises, crashing sounds. Those that dare to venture closer will find a woman holding what appears to be some sort of gun made from various bits of scrapped machinery. Her back is to the mouth of the alley, so she hasn't noticed anyone yet. She twists a small dial on the side of the gun and fire it at the trash dumpster. The alley is bathed in a bright flash of light, and when it fades the dumpster is nowhere to be found. Agatha nods in satisfaction.]
Could use some work, but it'll do for now.
Where: Sagittarius Ward
What: A new arrival in the city takes charge of her situation
Warnings: SCIENCE! (Also action brackets because I am the laziest ever.)
[Agatha is blaming the strange dream on a side effect of lack of sleep and suddenly being shoved through Tweedle's ridiculous door. Right now the question is where that door has taken her. And what happened to the other three people who fell through it with her. Tweedle could be lost in time and space forever and she wouldn't care, but Violetta and Krosp she was a little concerned about. Not to mention the state of things in Mechanicsburg. But there wasn't much she could do about that now. First things first though, she needed a weapon....
So people who happen to be near some of the darkened warehouses may hear strange sounds coming from one of the alleyways. Clanking metal, odd whirring noises, crashing sounds. Those that dare to venture closer will find a woman holding what appears to be some sort of gun made from various bits of scrapped machinery. Her back is to the mouth of the alley, so she hasn't noticed anyone yet. She twists a small dial on the side of the gun and fire it at the trash dumpster. The alley is bathed in a bright flash of light, and when it fades the dumpster is nowhere to be found. Agatha nods in satisfaction.]
Could use some work, but it'll do for now.

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She nods a bit.
"Still, separating the science from what the locals call magic has been a headache."
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You'd think that in a city this big the people would be a little more.....
[What's a nice way to say this?]
...cosmopolitan.
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In that case, isn't it better to use them more often? That might help you figure out how they work.
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[It's only very recently that she's even had minions.]
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She sighs and shakes her head.
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[She may be thinking of a certain ~GENTLEMAN ADVENTURER~ from back home.]
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She just shakes her head.
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You have my sympathy. Dealing with people like that is enough to drive a person crazy.
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[Well that conversation just took an awkward turn.]
Were the two of you close?
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[For a moment, she wonders how she would feel if Othar died. She didn't exactly like him, but it would still be just a little sad. Then again, with the number of times he's been hurled out of airships, she's not entirely sure how anyone would actually do him in anyway.]
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[It's common enough in Agatha's world for laws to have been written regarding the use and abuse of the process.]
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"No, we don't have that technology. There are too many issues involving the breakdown of brain material."
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She shrugs a bit.
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