#noblefailure

i LOVE THE AUGUSTIN TAG

     As shocking as it was to herself to have descended from Asgard, it appeared more so shocking to the mundane of the city not so far away from her landing. A city she had decided to travel to, ask for questions out of curiosity of just where she was - realm unknown, with people familiar in form but still so unknown to her. Asking a number of questions that made other’s confused, some scorn her for INSANITY; she wasn’t & that seemed to be just her problem. 

     When she asked another passerby the same questions, it gained a little shove that suddenly had her defensive, a spike in energy that had the man vanished from a rift beneath his feet, energy that nearly destroyed a unknown home behind him before she was stopped by those in ARMOR.

     Brought to what she can assume as some unknown council, cerulean gaze bright with curiosity. 

         “ LOOK, boy, I don’t know who the fuck you ARE, but if you don’t shut up and do as you’re told, I’m going to put a KNIFE in your face. ”

   Ooh, manage the crowd, David had said. You’re good with people, he’d said. It was all just a CONVOLUTED attempt to keep her away from the action happening in the sky above the city --------- she was heavily PREGNANT, he’d said, and couldn’t possibly go fight.

      Well, looked like there was going to be a FIGHT anyway.

                       ❛   save your    breath    monsieur   ❜               stern,    clear  his  voice  demanded  to  be  heard.         to  be  understood.         for he is touched by god,    &     by nature deserves to be served.            ❛   for  what  you  ask  is not  possible,     les  aristocrates  will      REFUSE     to  support  us  if  we  continue  to     pursue     this  matter.   ❜