House Call (Mod)

[Nisha Dovickssen]

While it hadn't really given her much closure, Nisha's treks through the hospital, through some faintly familiar areas, had at least helped her to harden, in her mind, that her father was dead. She had already accepted it long ago, but it really settled in when she walked through some of the rooms that they had been forced to wait in. She found a few pieces of what was really junk, stained and ruined by the dust and other mess, but took it anyway. After all, they were things that the two had had on them during the incident. The woman sighed and sat on the edge of one of the dirty, desolate beds.

She was tired.

But there was still so much to do.

[ChromaticTruthsayer]

A pack of Shadows appeared!

Ominous Book

• Death's Chill
• Agidyne

Absorb: Repel: Null: Rs: Wk:
Death Magus

• Death's Chill
• Bufudyne

Absorb: Repel: Null: Rs: Wk:

[Nisha Dovickssen]

Sounds drew the woman out of her reverie, and she summoned the card that materialized Shango. Reaching out and shattering it, the woman stood tall with the large entity at her back. They were just beyond that wall there. The woman sighed and closed her eyes, then willed for an Akasha Arts. The ensuing wave of destruction not only ripped through the wall, but blew the two Shadows into the next wall and forced a number of cracks to form along the surface. They were stunned, but not enough to refrain from attacking, as a blast of fire, then ice, came the woman's way. The woman crossed her arms and charged through the fire. It hurt, but she'd live. Not only that, but the shift in her position saved her from the ice attack entirely. Then closer, she willed for another Akasha Arts. The secondwave ripped through the book, but the mage was still alive.

Darkness shot out and tried to cling to the woman. She clumsily avoided the attack before swining her crowbar into its head, ripping its mask off as she retrieved the weapon. The mage slumped to the ground, twitching before dissolving.

[ChromaticTruthsayer]

Success!

You defeated the enemy!

[Nisha Dovickssen]

Wizard and grimoire outdone, the giant found herself alone once more. Loneliness gripped her in these outings. There was little point to them outside of the hollow hope that her actions would, somewhere down the line, protect another person's life. Even then, though, there was no guarantee. Were these actions just an exercise in her futile desire to develop a purpose for herself there, or were they brought about by an honest desire to protect and serve? Part of her was wondering the truth to that. Either way, she closed her eyes and put her hands together. Whether it was for herself or for the Shadows, deep down, was irrelevant. She could at least hope for them, all the same.