towerofanimus | first strike.

Characters: Blazenova and you!
Setting: Room 03-17 to start off with and then EXPLORING. 8D
Format: Prose, but can go to action.
Summary: Blazenova wakes up in the tower and is immediately suspicious because she thinks she's in Alliance territory.
Warnings: Bitchy/condescending blood elf count? Also possible violence.

[ ROOM 03-17 ]

When Blazenova awoke, she was expecting to be surrounded by her fellow Horde members in the camp she was in and begin her day once more. Wherever this place was, it felt wrong. More importantly, so did the item around her neck. Her motions were quiet as she checked the collar and her expression soured that much more.

She dared to move her head to the side to look around at her surroundings that much more before disappearing in the shadows to skulk around in the room, moving around on the walls and not making so much as a peep as she moved around to look at the note on her chest.

Your world has been destroyed. I saved you. Let's all be happy here.

Happy? Saved? More importantly, destroyed? Quel'thas be damned, what did those idiots in command do to destroy Azeroth?

Whatever the case may be, she knew she had to work quickly and try to get out of this area. First came her clothes and then her daggers, and after that, she sank into the shadows again, scoping the area around her more.

[ HALLWAYS ]

Sap. Cheap Shot. Ambush. Garrote. Then, if her stealth was broken, finish them off quickly with a Dispatch or Envenom. It was second nature to her by now to take down the Mirelurks that stood in her way and then quickly slip back into the shadows. How many enemies were teeming around here and did she have to kill all of them just to get to the person in charge? Blazenova didn't know, but she wasn't about to sit by and think about the answer while she could be taken down at any moment.

She moved quickly through the monster-infested hallways, keeping an eye out for anyone who might be familiar. Maybe fate liked her and would let her see someone familiar from Azeroth here after all...

[ CAFETERIA ]

To survive, she had to eat the oatmeal. Well, that was all fine and good - it beat some of the gruel she ate while in Horde camps, even if it was made by Alliance scum.

Still, her defenses were as sharp as ever and she had a steady hand on her dagger, ready to toss if needed and lay a lethal strike at a target.

Not too bad, she commented idly to herself, making sure to eat every last bite of the meal in front of her. She didn't know when her next one would be, after all.

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The sin'dorei wasn't the only Horde member to have taken to dispatching these creatures. No, what the elf may not have realized was this particular hall was Sylvanas's hunting ground this day.

"I know you're there rogue."

The woman in front of her certainly looked like Sylvanas, but with how many people she didn't know currently residing in this area, it could have been a trap.

And she was so not looking forward to dying today, thank you.

"Prove to me you're the Dark Lady."

So the rogue was from Azeroth. Smart girl, not fully believing what she was seeing. "Proof you say?" Sylvanas turned, her red eyes piercing Blazenova. "Perhaps it is I who should be testing you sin'dorei."

Blazenova steeled herself and gave a firm nod to Sylvanas before chuckling slightly.

"You know of my race. However, how do I know that this is not a trick by the Alliance to keep their Horde prisoner secure in these walls?" she asked, still concealed in the shadows themselves.

Edited (finally figured out the sentence structure after a million years... ) 2012-10-21 19:47 (UTC)

Satoko was in the room as well watching the strange elf woman waking up. Her eyes widen when she vanished to the shadows.

"How did..."

Good luck getting an answer out of her, Satoko. She's more interested in observing you from the shadows themselves than actually interacting right now.

She'll just be by the bed wondering for a while, then probably slide off the bed and walk over to her's. Satoko wants to check under her bed and trunk to see how she did that trick.

Wow, I've never seen it disappear so fast.

[Hello Blazenova, meet the king of saying the wrong things with good intentions, carrying a tray of varioius pumpkin-flavored provisions.]

Clearly you've never had slop.

[ While she liked Azeroth's cuisine for the most part, there were a few things she could have gone without. ]

...I did not realize it was Hallow's End here, too.

[Slop? He'd have placed the oatmeal in the same category if he were to call it that.]

Hallow's End? [Hallow's...oh.] You mean Halloween? Yeah. Normally it'd be something fun to do, but I'm suspicious about the trick-or-treating.

[ That will get her attention fairly quickly. Suspicious? So, she was right that something was wrong with this place, even if she doesn't see any Alliance banners around or their prominent leaders. ]

Explain, please.

Those in costume are in them against their will, and I've been told they have to obtain candy or else something bad will happen. And in a place like this, they follow through with their threats.

In the cafeteria, at one of the corners there was a peculiar female. To someone like Blazenova it might have been much more common than to others. A troll female, after all was something you saw often in the Horde.

However, this particular Troll female was hanging upside down from one of the rafters while eating, musing to herself as she read a book she had pilfered some time ago.

Sometimes you just had to keep things different to keep your mind sane.

As Blazenova worked through her oatmeal, she could tell that there was a troll around. With a light grin, she moved her head upward and waved at the female.

"'Hanging' in there, I assume?"

It did make her glad to see others from Azeroth here, even if she hadn't ran across any sin'dorei yet.

"Joo know it mon," Xue responded with a grin as she popped another pumpkin treat into her mouth.

"'Aven't seen joo before, ya jus' arrive den?"

"Unfortunately. I have to give credit to our captors, though, to put us in Alliance-filled territory." Even if she didn't see any Alliance or Horde banners around, the sight of humans here did not sit well with her.

"Have you seen anyone else from Azeroth here?"

"Eh, no worries mon, we're as far from alliance territory as we are from Horde. Tink more along da lines of endin' up in a place like Draenor. A whole 'notha world entirely.... With more worlds innit... I know it don't be makin' much sense but da be da best I can be describin' fer ya."

Xue shrugs and eats another treat.

"S'far as otha Azerothians, I only saw da Dark Lady recently. Always as displeased as she be, it was still nice seein' her mon."

So, this wasn't Alliance territory? That would explain why she didn't see Stormwind's king or anyone else that was a prominent influence to the Alliance.

Blazenova listened to Xue, nodding every so often to show that she was listening.

"It's a suitable enough explanation for now," she said with a firm nod to show that she understood the troll's words.

"However, can you go a little bit further in explaining our current situation? I didn't go to sleep with this on my neck." She yanked at the collar, hating to be brandished like this.

Edited 2012-10-22 12:04 (UTC)

"Ain't much I can be tellin' ya mon, dey don't go into much detail." she tugged at her own collar and shrugged.

"We all seem ta wake up wit dis ting 'round our necks and we all be gettin' da letter dat joo already know about. Da rest is pretty much as dey come an' go. Some of der experiments ain't too bad, but mosta dem are fatal or life threatening." Not that Azerothians weren't used to danger but still.

first strike.

HALLWAYS B)

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