As was her tradition Angelitia Valentia made a little note in diary after she completed her ritual prayers and daily weapon maintenance. It was one of the many adjustments she had made after finding herself in Paragon City. One of her 'acquaintances' suggested the diary as a means to order her thoughts and help with her language skills. That was almost heretical in itself! Her thoughts were ordered and her faith was strong! Blessed be the mind filled with Faith and filled with thoughts of Him! She was a Solider, not a Scribe or Oracle. Even so, the process was strangely soothing. Hence she adapted the practice and it had taken on an almost ritualistic fashion to it.
Today she felt was of special note, not because it was one of the days of Fasting, but because of the announcement from Freedom Phalanx. She was still tingling. She hadn't felt this level of excitement in ages. Still she managed to control herself, if only barely.
Elsewhere in Paragon City
Jelidan was sitting cross-legged in the center of her rooms with her blade across her lap, hovering about half a foot in the air. There could be several reasons for this, especially as this was Paragon City, from force fields to localized disruptions of reality but the real reason was fairly mundane. Jelidan was simply meditating rather deeply after a series of stressful days.
She had been doing quite a bit of that recently. The purpose was two fold: achieving inner calm and preparing. Her inner calm had been rather rattled of late, particularly after meeting that individual from out of state as part of her duties at Kraft Industries. There was something about Daniel de Groves that set her blade off and really disquieted the spirits of the blade. Merely meeting him was bad enough, but having to spend several hours in his presence resulted in a foul taste in her mouth and a really bad headache.
Still she shouldn't complain too much... it was no worse then how much her blade had been reacting in recent months to some of the others she now saw openly walking the streets of Paragon City claiming to be Heroes or this new termed 'Vigilante'. Whatever they called themselves, the spirits in her blade were rather vocal in their disapproval and it took a bit of effort to ignore them. It wasn't something that she liked doing, as the act of ignoring the voices brought back memories that were best left buried. It actually might be time to consider relocating.
The other reason she was mediating was to prepare. The word had gone out that there was an invasion inbound from Praetoria, and everyone was being called to stand ready. It striked her particular that the company she was working for already had a quiet alert out and the message from the Freedom Phalanx as merely confirmation. How that happened, she didn't know, and would be something she would work out later. For now she would concentrate on defending this city.
Put bluntly War, in all its horror, was coming to Paragon City and she would be ready to aid in its defense.
She had no illusions that she might not survive the coming battle. Many holders of Jelidan's Final Whisper had fallen in War. The difference however between them and her was that she could now summon Storm's Lighting and use the blade faster and better then her ancestors. If she had been a General or a Leader, she might have increase her survival chances, but this particular incarnation was more a front-line solider, and she wouldn't have it any other way. If she had been a General, she might have organized a counterstrike or mounted a preemptive assault inline with Sun Tzu. That wasn't to be however much she'd wish it, so there was not point dwelling on it, nor on the images of the past.
Besides, there are some stains that can only be washed away with blood.
All she could hope for was that when Zeroth hour struck, she wasn't tied down in a building somewhere. And if she was, the defenders could hold the line until she was able to arrive.
Today she felt was of special note, not because it was one of the days of Fasting, but because of the announcement from Freedom Phalanx. She was still tingling. She hadn't felt this level of excitement in ages. Still she managed to control herself, if only barely.
Quote:For two score fifteen years I served the Emperor loyally and basked in his most glorious light, before my posting here. In that time I have seen the taint of the Darkness and spat in its eyes from one end of the galaxy to the other. I have seen the vileness of the Xenos, witnessed the corruption of the Mutant, and stared down the Heretic and given them Absolution. Never once has my faith wavered, nor has the prospect of facing in a Warp incursion stirred my heart so.
It was announced today in the commons that the locals call Atlas Park that the Warp threatens to breach shortly and that all should make ready to defend themselves.
This people here are a weak lot, unused to the nature of War. They are easily swayed and tainted. Corruption and Heresy is rampant and around every turn. Foul Magiks are openly embraced and even encouraged! The stench of their taint hangs heavy in the air. How I long for the day that I find the source of the rift and I can call my Sisters. Do not mistake my longing for a lack of Faith, My Faith Ever Strong. The day of Purging will come. I wish to see the Glory of the Emperor once more.
Praise be to the Emperor.
I have seen War in all its forms. Pax Sidnet, where the cities burned as the Jackels laughed and were Purged. Astarte countless times dropping into the jaws of death and by the Will of the Emperor rising up victorious. Lardos Prime, the savages using rocks brain each other. Guardsmen becoming paste under the trampling of Titans. Black Ships and Exterminatus.
Let the Warp invaders come.
I will be Ready. I will be Prepared. I will bring them War!
Let them seek Death, for I shall grant them Absolution!
I will met them with the Emperor's Fury and His Hatred!
Praise be the Emperor and pass the ammunition - what one won't solve the other surely will.
This will be GLORIOUS!
Elsewhere in Paragon City
Jelidan was sitting cross-legged in the center of her rooms with her blade across her lap, hovering about half a foot in the air. There could be several reasons for this, especially as this was Paragon City, from force fields to localized disruptions of reality but the real reason was fairly mundane. Jelidan was simply meditating rather deeply after a series of stressful days.
She had been doing quite a bit of that recently. The purpose was two fold: achieving inner calm and preparing. Her inner calm had been rather rattled of late, particularly after meeting that individual from out of state as part of her duties at Kraft Industries. There was something about Daniel de Groves that set her blade off and really disquieted the spirits of the blade. Merely meeting him was bad enough, but having to spend several hours in his presence resulted in a foul taste in her mouth and a really bad headache.
Still she shouldn't complain too much... it was no worse then how much her blade had been reacting in recent months to some of the others she now saw openly walking the streets of Paragon City claiming to be Heroes or this new termed 'Vigilante'. Whatever they called themselves, the spirits in her blade were rather vocal in their disapproval and it took a bit of effort to ignore them. It wasn't something that she liked doing, as the act of ignoring the voices brought back memories that were best left buried. It actually might be time to consider relocating.
The other reason she was mediating was to prepare. The word had gone out that there was an invasion inbound from Praetoria, and everyone was being called to stand ready. It striked her particular that the company she was working for already had a quiet alert out and the message from the Freedom Phalanx as merely confirmation. How that happened, she didn't know, and would be something she would work out later. For now she would concentrate on defending this city.
Put bluntly War, in all its horror, was coming to Paragon City and she would be ready to aid in its defense.
She had no illusions that she might not survive the coming battle. Many holders of Jelidan's Final Whisper had fallen in War. The difference however between them and her was that she could now summon Storm's Lighting and use the blade faster and better then her ancestors. If she had been a General or a Leader, she might have increase her survival chances, but this particular incarnation was more a front-line solider, and she wouldn't have it any other way. If she had been a General, she might have organized a counterstrike or mounted a preemptive assault inline with Sun Tzu. That wasn't to be however much she'd wish it, so there was not point dwelling on it, nor on the images of the past.
Besides, there are some stains that can only be washed away with blood.
All she could hope for was that when Zeroth hour struck, she wasn't tied down in a building somewhere. And if she was, the defenders could hold the line until she was able to arrive.