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Sarah Prie

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Weilacca

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Sarah Prie


Age: E̡̢̠̹̝̞͍̯͉̰͓͚ͪͥͦͦȒ̵̵̢͙̮͙̰̜̣̱̥̘̠̻̞̪͒̎͂͂̈͒ͫ͒̎̊ͧ́͌ͬ͗͒R͓̲͍̪̝̠̭̮̫̺̰̱̹̙̳̟̥̅ͣ͂̅́ͩͧ͒̂̒ͭ̌̉ͪ͑̀͡ͅO̴͕̥̰͆̑̊̈́̆̔͗̑ͧ̓̄͌́̚R̴͕͔̣͇̳̠͉͖͚̻͇̩̙̬͚͕͈̝ͮ͋̓̌̍ͭ̇͆͌ͫ̇̓͊̊ͨ͊̎͊̕͠͠ Image
Gender: Female
Race: H̶ͥ̉̈́ͣͩ͛҉̱̙̥̫͕͉̺̝̯̜̙̗͚͙̹̼͘͜͝ͅu̴̡̳̭͉͉̩̘̰̣̘͚͈ͭͧ̒̍̕m̒̆̈́̂̎̿̿̈̋ͧ̉̌̅ͥ̆͢͏̙̺͉̺̦̝͕̖͢ǎ̷̡̘̳͍͓̝͓̓̂̾̔͋̾ͧͪͩͯ̆̈̄̚̚͞͡ͅņ̧̪̰̠̞̳͖͕̦͖̦̝̖̳͍͕̖͆ͥ̓͌̏̽̋̈́͊̌̅ͅ
Ethnicity: White
Profession: Ancient
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral

Height: 5 feet 8 inches
Weight: 72kg
Hair: W̛͚̠͎̝̘̭̠͔͉̩̤̫̻͎̣̻̟̦̞ͤͮ̉̏͠͠͝h̃͊ͫ̃҉̴̗̖̙̭̝̦̳̟̣͖̞̹i͍̰̙̩̣̺̥̤̠̲͇̬̘͓͚̤̞̭̓͂̈ͯͥ͜͞ͅt̴̾͂͊̊ͩ̇ͩ̐ͣ͑̿̔̋̾̏ͥ̈́ͪ͏̼̝̠̟̼͉͉͍̻͉̞͇͖͓̘ê̛͔͙͉̩̠̪̱͉͔̑͒̅͋͊̎͟
Eyes: B̘̺͓͎̼̖͓͉̫̎ͨ̉̈̑͟͝l̓̿͒͋̒̅̔̇͛̒̍ͪ͆̓ͥͥ̎̚͠͏̪̙̠͟ͅŭ͆̐̿͂̅ͮ̔ͯͬͩͨ̐̑ͤ̀͡͝҉̸̲͇̻̺͕̠̰̩̭̫̞̬͕e̸̡̳̜̞̳͊ͨ͊ͨ͑ͮ̎͋͂̿ͯ̃ͬ͂̋̏̈́͟͟

Clothing: World Jumper Gear - Black reinforced Kevlar body-suit. Light alloy body a̒̏ͬ̈́ͦ̂ͧ͊ͥ̾̂ͯ̈́͠҉̘̟̲̜͍͖͕̳ͅr̵̸̯̻͔̮̘̗͓͖̖͇̗̖̜͉͚̝ͪ̍ͭͭ̔̂͑ͭ̐̋ͥ͒̈ͨ̚ͅm̶̢̫̗̥̦̰͓͍̤̥̟͉̠̱͇͑ͬ͌̏̏̅ͪ̓̏̉͛ͣ̿̀́̚ͅo̷͚͖͈̩̝̹͙̙̩͎̪͖̲̤͍͖̩̮ͤ̑ͧͦ̆ͮ̋ͮ͗̓͞ͅủͦ̒ͪͧ̎̐͋̄̈́́҉͕͔̱̺͚̕͡r̵̫͓͎̤͖̂̊̐͐̀͜ (consisting of the armoured kilt and chest piece, only covers chest, abdomen is exposed). Reinforced knee-high boots. Armour is fitted with a shield generator to form the Ê͂̏̍͛̆͐ͦͧ͏͇̳̞͇̼̳͍̳͙̩̣̦̦̺͔̮͓͚̥͘l̶͍̟͕̹̦̺̝̝ͭͯͧ̉̚͘͜͞eͨ̆ͤ͛͂̀̓͋͑̑̈͆ͩͫͫ͒ͣ͆͏̴̫̫̳̳̳̳̬̰͓̣͎̭c̛̭͓͎̻͔͂̿̇̎̉̋̂ͦ̉̈́ͩͫ̿͡t̵̛̟̭̤̼͕̭̹̟̜̙̠͖͉̝̲̭͖̍ͥͣͧͣ͐ͭ̀ŗ̸̗͓̙͕͔̱̣̥̰͓̻͎̠̅̾̂̅̐ͫ̀͜o̧̥̖͓̪̤̪ͬͩ̂̏̿̄ͧ̿̓ͪ̈̌ͩ̐ͧ̎͌̊̆͟m̛̥̲͍͎͉̱͚͓͕͉͉͈̒͐̄͗̓̽͂̀̀ḁ̢̗͓̠̥̤̜̝̬̗̟͍͎̭̖̾̓ͯ̏ͫ͊ͨͧͫͧ́ͤͬ̈̚͞͞͞͠gͥͮͥ̊̇͑͌ͤ̍ͩͮ̐͊ͥ̄҉͓̬̲͉̕͡n̷̽ͫ͌̎̊̏ͭ̌̔̔͋͆̐ͪ̽̌͏̖͚̙̣̳̭͞͡ͅe̢͈̤̗̗̻̠̮̫̟͙̰͇̲̪͈̟̻͋̔ͤ̌̈́ͥ̍̓̎̃̿͠͞t̥͖̤̝͍̱̦͔̜͓͍̗̳̄̄̅̒͋̇̓̈ͥ͘͢͟͢ͅi̓͊̋ͯ̄̏ͯ͑ͨ͜͠͏̯͇̙̞͈͚͎͇̰͠c̶̴̭̹͙͕͎̪͔͇͍͚̞̻͈͍̪̊͑ͧͪ̽ͪͦͨͧ̄͢-Ionic (EMI) shield. (Protects from wormhole damage)
Weapons:
Energy Sword - runs on ionic, electromagnetic or B̴̨̻̘̯̤͈̻̦͙̹͙͖͇̗̗͋̽̂͛̀ḽ̛̜̟̤̯͂̂̈́ͯ͊͆͌ͧ̎̑͆͑ͨͩ́̎̅u̍̅̂͑̚͏͏̴̱͔̻̜͕̞͇͚͖̖̦̩͇̱͠t̵͉̦̘͖̭͈̗̩̩̬̪̳̣̠̠̮͔ͩͪ̌ͧ̌̏͆́̃͆ͣ̃ͬ̏͐̉̔ͮ̀̚͘͢r̭̯̗͉̹̺͉̝̖̣̩̖̦͈̺̩̩̩͛ͬͬͣ͡͝į̸̣̺̰̠̬̺̮̻̖̜̰͕̝̭̺̤̦͒͌ͣͮ͋͛ͤ̆̾̾̉ͦͯ̿̎̍ͩ͗̌n̖̰̞̘̦͙͉̯̘̭̬̜͔̭̫ͯ̅͑̆̃̓͌ͪ̽̅̀͝͝͡i͒͒ͩ̿͗͛͊̽ͫ̃͗ͦ̚҉̛̱̯͙̖̣̝͙̖̀̕͡u̸̵͚̳̳̥ͥ̏ͩͬ͌̿͐̊ͯ̔ͯ̚͝m̵̴̶̡͎͇͔̞̮̪͚̱̥̺͍͍͕̩̍ͨ̀ͥ͛̌ͣ̍͘ͅ ammo.
Semi-automatic Assault Rifle - Ionic, electromagnetic or blutrinium ammunition.
Items:
Wormhole G̷̡̛̟̯͙̞̺̺̬̥̤̬ͭ͆̉̿̑̈͆̈́̉ͧ̇̑̅ͭͪ͌͞e͒̔͂ͪͯͨ̏̊̃͟͏̮̘̪͔̟͈͓̹̬̣̞͓̼͔̝̼̗̩n̷͉̺̗͕͎̫̯͓̗͖̪̹̘̞̟͓̖̳͌̿̊̈́͆̈͛ͫ̊̒͆ͤͯ̆̄ͭ̀ͤ̐́e̵͖̳̙̘̣̯̺̰̥ͥ̑́̑̎̌ͮ͞ŕ͗̇̃̉̄͑ͧͧ͛̋̌͏̟̗̥̦̭̞͙̟͈̙̼̼͟ͅȁ̢̑̍ͦ̍̿̃̔҉̶̧͈͎̟͞ͅt̸͈̣̮̯͚͚̻̜̼͇̯̼͎̗̝̺̠͈̉̓̀̐ͤ̌̊̉̑̌̋̚̕ͅo̵̗̜̥̘̻͉̻̺̹̳͂̂ͦ̾̀̏ͥ̊̈ͥ̔͌͑ͬ́͂̋́͢͞ŗ̷̯̲͔̬̲̮̟̖̦̮͚ͣ̎ͪͦ͋̓̑͐̓̑̂ͦ̈́̃ͬ͑̋̏͊͡ - connected directly to the brain, the generator is altered due to an accidental damage to allow access to all realms.
Battle Visor - fitted with computing technology for scanning, calculating and more.
Large amounts of ammunition hang from the chest piece and armoured kilt.
Gas mask - fitted to oxygen and carbon dioxide tanks with a reducing kit between them to convert carbon dioxide to oxygen.
The Crown - The device of the Ǎ̡̡̛͎͙̠̫͓̯̪͕̙̤̘͕͙̞̹ͯ̽ͦ͌̊̽ͩ̌͡n̢͎͓̣̖̘̲̭̼̗͔͈̙ͩ̑ͭ͒ͣ̾́ͅc̶͈͈̠̬̻͚̣̞̤̱̪̗̼̲̜̻̗̟̤ͩ͂͆ͧ̈̿̿ͣ͜͢͜i̶̶̬̹̦͇̜͓̦͇̤̣͕̩̥̼̬̪͗̈́̉͗ͦ̓̊̏̄̏̎ͣ̈́ͭ̓̀̕eͭ̃ͦ̅ͩ̍ͯ̐ͧ̌͒ͧ̅̀̃͒ͩ͛͘҉̡̖̜͕̬͕͈̳̼͚͖̥̮͖͓͈̜͕͍͇n̨̤̦͙̂͌̆̾̽̈̔̅͗͋̌ͪ̀̅̄ͩ͆̎̎́̕͜͟t̛͈̪̟̱̪̳̫̭̎̐̂̑̒̆̚͢s̛͎͎̪͙̝̙̰̟̲ͣ̋̅̄͌̆ͧ̑ͬͭͮ̓̓͌̉̅̚͢, used to form realms and ṵ̴͈̥͉͈͈͕͙̝͈̠̟̇̆͋ͨͪͭ̕͜͜͞n̯̥̠̮̟̜̳̘̿ͣ̐̿ͬ͊̒̔̽ͨ̍̅̆̀̒̚͜i̶̵̵̬̩̥͖̙͔̠̦͕̝̥̲̞͈̰͖̤̘͂̂̃͊̉͆ͣ͂̊͗̈́̓ͤ͆̈̈͢v̴̧̰͕̞̯̙̠̩̻̯̬̫̬͓̇̄͂ͧe̵̗̮̮̺͉ͬ͆̋̽ͥ̿̃̋̕͜r̶̞̰̣̗̯̻̬͇͐͑͐̍̊̔́s͌̍̏̿͋ͩͭͩ͂͂̇ͤ͛̀ͦ̀͏̛̪̮͕̬̤̻̝̲̘̟̕͘͠e̦̜̜̰̰̼̤͑̽ͦͦ́͘̕s̴̸̶̛͙͎̜̘̟̿ͮ̊̀͑ͬ̓͌̕. The user of the blue gem holds the ability to manipulate anything in existence. To an extent. The Crown is attached to the back of the chest piece.
Ayna Affinity: N/A
Ayna Abilities: N/A

Skills:
Master of the realms - Sarah has gained the ability to f̶ͦͪ͋̔ͬͪ̀ͮ̌͘͘͝͏͎̤͉͖̭̱̲͕͇̙͈̰͚̣͓̙̞ͅr̸̘̩̩̘̖̰̺̯ͧ̐̏ͨͪͫͮ̍̅ͫ̕ͅę̖͚̼̪͍ͨͨ̃ͣͧͮͨ̊̆͛̿͜ͅę̡͉͇͔̣̣̱͎̲͕̞̼̹͛̊́ͮ̿̃ͩ̔͒̏͐̓ͦ̑̈̿̌̋͞͞l͎̹̭̜̠̰̺̗͚͚̗̲͙͉̦̓ͮ̇ͣ̂̽ͮ̈̂̋ͦ̉ͣ̾ͭ͒ͣ̕͞y̨̨̘͚̤̫ͩ͛͗̉̂̄ͪ̿͌́̂ͪ̚ ̸̝̭̪̱̩̟͈̠̽ͯ̐͋ͬ̿͊͑ͣ̅̔̀ͅṫ̋ͧ̍ͮ͐ͪ̃ͥ͘҉̨͇͈͉̻͇̮͢r̨̥̮̣̠̜͖̰͎͔̬̦͈̣͚̔͛͑͌̈́ͦͦ͛̀̓̒ͮ͋̾̒̚͘͜ͅǎ̡̼̰̝̼͖̤͌̽͊̈́̒̀̾́ṉ̢͈̘͉͓̪̝̩̹͖̳̤̻̤ͫ͑͐̾ͦ̒̈́ͯ̄̄̉ͧͥ̓͂ͤͧ̕ş͋͑̓ͥͬ͘͢҉͓͕͈̥̮͈p̾̾͛ͣͭ͗̌͛̎ͮ̏̄͛̔̏͆̄̒͏̶͙͙̜̞̳͚͕o͗́͒ͯͦ҉̴̩͎̱̩̘͙̭̳̥͇̺̩͕̖̟̞̳̤̤͝͞r̢̺̻͇ͣ͛̓ͯ͆̎ͮͣ̎͊̃͋ͦͨ̓̉̎̐ͤ̀t̥̖̳̱̮̬͚ͮ̐̏̅́͜ herself and other items through any realm, any universe and any location within these places.
Strategic - Sarah has a great strategic mind, with the ability to generate plans quickly and efficiently while executing them with great precision.
I̬̫͙̳͈͕̰̺̗̥͖̰̾͆͗̏̃͆ͩ̈́̈̀͢͞͡m̛͒͗ͤͫ̽͜͜͢͏̞͎̗̤̹͔̦̤͎͉ͅm̉̆͐̿ͭͫ̿̉̌ͯ͛̃ͤ͂̽͊̏ͣ̚͏̴̢͎̱̜̙͔̬̟͙͍̟̱̕ơ̷̭̪̦̣̮̲̬̠̳̜̳̣͇̦̹͕̂͗̽̋̆͗͐͊͛͐͋͊ͣͥ̊́͗͜͜͠r̡ͧ͂̅͛͆ͪ̓ͩ̂̾̔ͫ̄͋͗̓͐ͥ҉̶͚̩̪̹t̷̨̬̬͎̺̬͙̤̮̝̰͎̘̦͙̬͊̒͂͊̌ͬ̏͂ͥ̌̍ͧ̅a̵̷̢̭͉̬̱̙̺̻͙ͣ̌̈́ͥ̈̈́ͧ̐͒̑̅ͧ̍͗͘͜l̵̴̟͔̲̝̮̆̆͆͑̐͑ͫ͑ͯ̀͢͜ - With access to all realms, Sarah effectively has the ability to live ị̴̷͉̝̟̙̟͓̻͕͓̞ͪͯ͌́̂̾͐ͤͯ̃̋ͦ͒ͨṅ̶̶̖̬̟̖̯͉͓͙̝͆͑ͩ̉̔ͬ̔̿ͣ̇͌͐̓̚̚͟dͥ̐ͪ̎ͧ͐̒͒͘҉̟̦̣͎̟̮̙̭͇̩͍̖̭͍͈̕ͅe̸̶͚̲̙̘̼̩̼̰̓ͬ̐ͧ̔̉̂͋̔ͯ̋̆̚͝f̞̠̦͇͓͉͙̯͚͔͔͓͎̺̱̾ͦ͐ͦ͒̊ͮ͗͆̿͊ͨ̓̕ͅi̵̻̹̞͉̳̳̖̥͈̜̮̭͎̺̽̏̐̍͋̉͢ͅn̘̗̣̣͓̪͕ͭ̓̓̓̕͜͞ͅi̸̝̱̭̫̟͊̂̿͗ͯ̋̍̊̄̀̓ͤ̏͘t͉̘̟̜̫̱͕̉ͨͨͧ̑̾͒̉̊̌̀̚͢͝͞ͅę̡̢͈̖̩͚̤̘͙̖̩̯̙̹͓̻̺̦̲͎͒̀̓ͫͤ̈́͐̂͢͜l̵̶̫͎̭̥͕ͬ̔ͦ̓̈́ͦ̃ͦͩͯ͐͊ͣ̂ͭͬͣ́̚̚͝y̛̬̣̻̹̜̹̳̎ͯͦ̔̇̍͌̏̓̌ͩ̇͆͐ͦ̃͞ through time.

Weaknesses:
Physically w̱͔͈͔̙͔ͭ͌̅̈̓͒͛͐ͯ͟͢͡e̜͕͎̻͓̯̥͔̝̗̱̣̣̘̓̈ͨͭͬ̎ͨ͂̽͋̍̈̏͡a̗̘̬̰̮̺̬̳̗̜̤͇͍̫͚̤͛ͨ̾ͥ̊͆͑̒̆̒́̕͝k̷̨̘̭̹̫͉̰͙̼͖̣̱̇ͥ͐̑ͮ̑̉̽ͬ̐ͩ͌̈́̌̏͟ͅ - Although Sarah had learned the means of fighting, her days as a Realm Jumper had slowly drained on her own strength.
Commanding-type - Sarah is the kind of person to force others to do her bidding, of course, this leads to her c͖͎͙̟̜̦̺̟̜̠ͯ̌̾̂̀͒̓ͯ̓̌̇̏̀ͦͮ̌ͩͩ̚͘͢͢ͅo̧̲̼͎̲̼ͨ̂ͤ̈́̾ͩ̄̓̅̿̐̇ͫͤͧ͘͘͠͞ẅ́͐ͣͨͨ̏ͦͮͦ̀͏̛͏̷̞̩͖͈ȩ̶̰̘̺̟̒͌͒ͨͤ̽̆̊̎ͮ̅͆̉̂̽̋ͦ͗̽͝r̵̰̪̜̬̰̬̫̥̙̫̰̦̾͗̎̽̅̚͟͜͞i̷̧̧̧͕̝̙͔̻̱͇̼͇̻̞̖̬̺͊͂̊̽̓̿͐ͪ̏ͩ̿͒̎̅̚̚n̟̫̠͇̩͈͈͑͊̇́͟͡͠g̨̡̒ͥ̋̈́̏̽̀͗ͦ̈ͩͭ̍͊̍͏͙̹̝̹̝̝͚̲ b͋ͬ͒̀̃́̇̑̊͋̅͛ͩ҉̸̧̢̮̮͚̮̮̰͚͔̖̪̥̼͔͓̜̤̺ͅe̴̸̠͇̦̥̳̠̺̝̣̪̦̭̘̥̦̯̪͗̈͛͋̀̐̍͑͌͟͞h̸̴̥̭͇̫̺̬̞̟̮̖͇̰̩̰̪̿̅́̽ͅi̡̥̩̠͇͇͈̯͙̭̝̼ͬͥͩ͛͗̑͂̎͋̒ͥ͗̓́n̙̼͙̼̗̑ͮ̔̐͑̓̍̿̄̐̓̚̚͘͟͜d̢̧͓͈̺̩͖͈̰̹̖̳̠͎͌̑̐ͪ̇͆̀͡ͅͅ allies or even f̢̰̹̪͎̥̥͓̮͉̯͂̈ͧ̀̐͐ͭ̈́̄ͦ̚̕͘͘l̪̥͓̭̠̰̲̳̫͕͆ͮͣͣ͌̂̐͊͆̇̉͋ͥ̄ͥͧͮ́́̕͘ě̶͕̞̹̦̗͎͖̗̺̙̻͖̲͓̪̫͚̔͐̍̈̈́ͭ̃ͧ̆ͣ̂ͯ͑̒̍̀e̴͉̗̗̩̩͍̘̦̬͎̍ͥ̎̏͡į̢̨̖͓͙̺̳̼̝̼͕͉̘̾̐ͤͦ͑̉ͥͪ͗̅ͥ̒ͥ̽ͥ̔̓͠ņ̴̥̼̭̠̞̘̪̹̻̗̬̩̝͑͛̓̾ͫ̌̿̔̎̽͋́͜g̶̪̖͙̬͕͛̆̌͐̽ͪ̍̏͆̆̌͢͜ should things not go her way.

So begins...

Sarah Prie's Story

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Russian nodded in satisfaction as his bullet directly hit his opponent, her shield now down. Looks like someone is also quite cocky to talk with your guard down. Suddenly he saw James appear on the scene attempting to dive kick the woman with flames covering his body, however something strange happened before he could accomplish his attack.

Russian saw James just freeze in mid-air, the screaming of the crowd suddenly stopping, and all that was moving was his opponent and...himself? He easily concluded that time just stopped, but the question was why wasn't he frozen? He was going to talk to his partner when things were over, given if he could survive.

Russian saw the surprise in Sarah's expression, hell even he was surprised he was still moving. Looks likes his self proclamation of being the number one best mercenary in the universe was true. "Please, I don't need to make a contract with a demon to be this awesome. In fact I used to beat up demons on a daily basis. Compared to the magic I seen, yours is like second rate magic." Russian confidently spoke as he began to spin his bayoneted rifle. Further enforcing the fact that he was not effected by the time stopping magic.

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Sarah scoffed at Russian's self praising, making it obvious that she was looking down on him. For all the both of them knew, Russian was but a mere ant when compared to Sarah's ancient powers. The differences in their abilities was so large that Russian technically never existed, and never will, in Sarah's eyes. He was just a little lucky with his lineage or whatever.

"C'mon, Russian. You underestimate too much, this is why your darling machine is going to be nothing but molten metal once time has resumed." Sarah replied, pointing to the glaring fire demon and James, his leg still outstretched and on course to Russian's immobilised mech. "Even second rate magic is overkill when used on you." She smiled, cocking her head to the side in the process as she wondered circles around Russian.

Then again, the way this idiot's personality is, he wouldn't lie about anything to gain some deceptive upper hand. No, these kinds of people speak the truth, making themselves seem bigger in the process. They rely on intimidation to defeat their opponents, but fail miserably when it comes to fighting someone who excessively exceeds in power. "Then you must be some really lucky Irregular, Russian. My opinion of you has changed." Sarah continued on, stopping her wondering before Russian, looking directly into his eyes once more, but more of a look of intrigue than a look of brutality. "You may be someone decent enough for me to ask a favour of."

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"Yeah, I kinda understand the rules of freezing time. James there way trying to hit you on the mech, but with you off of the mech he is going to end up destroying a already disabled mech and blow himself up in the process once time resumes. Don't really care about it, I am just gonna scrap it for parts once this is all over." Russian stated, stretching his back in the process.

Once Russian heard her say something about a favour, he just laughed and slapped his knee. "Oh that is real funny! Now why would I help someone who is trying to kill me? Don't give me this "I could kill you anytime I wanted to, so I am giving you a chance to live here" bullshit excuse. Hell, you could even offer to pay me and I would reject it. I would have thought about it but after you lifted my face into the air and planted it into the ground, you can understand why I laugh at the idea of doing a favour for you." Russian replied examining his rifle. Of course with time frozen his rifle was downgraded to a very fancy spear, reason being because his rifle was not immune to the time freeze so the bullet would not leave the chamber. Even his surprise would not be arriving if this time freezing nonsense affected more than this galaxy.

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Sarah sighed at Russian's insolence, the idiot doesn't really understand. Then again, you can't blame him, since it's true that she had to 'attack' him in that way. Then again, "Actually, I did that so you could indirectly help me control the armoured idiot." Sarah gave this excuse before thinking of anything, her mind working overtime with the panic of things going differently to what was planned. One could say she was having a tantrum.

"It's more advice, pointing you in the right direction so you can..." She gestured at Russian's body, "...Control this." It was obvious that she was applying her words to Russian's strange, and rare, ability. "Then again, I can just leave the galaxy die. Boom. Like that." She moved her hands in the motions of explosions and implosions when explaining this, hoping that Russian would pick up.

"It's just something I'm not allowed to meddle with."

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"So slamming my face in the ground helped control James? Right...next you are gonna say that you need to chop off my arm so it can rain." Russian sarcastically replied, knowing quite well that that sentence was full of bullshit.

Once Russian listened and watched as the woman began ranting about pushing him in the right direction to control some power and can't leave the galaxy to blow up, he began to scratch his head t this point. "I understood part of that sentence, right now you are making less sense than a baby trying to come up with words. So you want me to control whatever the hell is with this power, but now you are saying the galaxy is going to blow up if you try to meddle with it. In fact why the hell am I talking to you!? You tried to kill me just a minute ago and now you are trying to talk to me like some sort of friend. Seriously? What in the world is your goal, you want to kill me? You want to kill James? You want to find this strange power? Or are you just so surprised someone has resisted time freeing magic that your mind is in a panic?" He face palmed himself, this was almost going nowhere.

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A good chuckle was emitted from Sarah's mouth at Russian's sarcastic reply, she had to hold back replying with more sarcasm so she can get things over and done with. There's little time left she can spend in this realm, interacting with the experiments, before the higher ups catch on to her goals. "Right." Sarah began, sighing heavily as she attempted to gather her words.

"I made a mistake, threw some idiot in this realm who has the capability to destroy galaxies like they're balloons." She began, refusing to allow Russian to comment on this confession, "What I'm doing is trying to get some powerful individuals to this realm so they can stop them. After all, those from one realm can't really be threatened with death from another realm."

"However!" A small pause was quickly broken with her fast spoken words, rushing to get it over and done with before she can disappear without giving Russian a choice, "You seem to hold powers linked to that realm, strong powers. Those that match with the highest overlord in the previous realm, someone I threw into this realm and is en route to Terra as we speak. Sadly, James doesn't get along with them, rivalled demons and all that. Except this overlord had beat his demon into submissions, not making a contract." The explanation continued on and on, the words being spoken faster and faster,

"I'll leave some information out. Find this overlord, control James, learn how to use your power and fix my mistake." Those were the steps given before another wormhole was open beside Sarah, leading off to an unknown area seemingly impossible to see, "Just ask about Sa'ooayna. And you'll know who because James will go crazy. See ya" And with that, she was gone, and time was left to resume. Leaving James and his overheated self collide with the mech, completely destroying every part while melting important fine mechanics. Of course, he had no idea what had happened.

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Russian just stood there while she went with her explanation, destroying galaxies, use powerful individuals to stop them, holding strong powers, controlling James and fixing her mistake!? Why should he fix some mistake someone else created! Before he could even get one word in he watched as the woman dissapeared into the wormhole followed by time resuming and James crashing into his mech. He sighed and walked over to the remains of his mech.

"I have some bad news, possibly more bad news, and some information in general. Bad news is that she froze time and went into a worm hole, fortunately it did not affect me for some reason. More bad news is that she told me some overlord is on his way to terra. She also told me that she threw you into this realm as a "mistake" on her part because you can destroy galaxies like a balloon. Oh yeah, she told me to ask you about Sa'ooayna for some reason." Russian told James everything that had happened. Of course, he did not care about any of this, if it was her fault let her fix it herself, if a galaxy blows up big woop, maybe her boss could punish her for being this incredibly dumb for sending a guy that can blow up galaxies like a balloon. I mean who is that irresponsible? A guy with half a brain would do her job better than she was doing.

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Several aircraft shaped like hawks tore through the air in a thunderous sound. They flew low over mainstreet, on their way to the space port.

A larger ship followed them, like a whale with wings. From loudspeakers a voice repeated over and over "Evacuate the area now if you are able, otherwise remain your homes and await instruction. This area is soon to become a battlefield, and you need not lose your life to our war.".

In addition, column upon column of troops wearing golden armor marched down the street. breaking into buildings and demanding the inhabitants evacuate the area, escorting them by force where necessary. The head of each of these columns were lead by troops wearing heavy plated armor carrying massive axes and hammer. More lightly armored warriors carrying what appeared as enchanted bows, scaled to the rooftops of buildings and began setting up sniper nests.

High above it could be seen by any who looked up, as though nine stars had begun to shine close to the planet.

The setting changes from Main Street to Western G'ael

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The silent atmosphere of Western G'ael was one of the natural phenomena that flooded the lands, it was the most dominant existence in the whole of the Multiverse which prevented any other forms of life from standing above it. An abyss, something that stared back at individuals as they looked into it, slowly flooding around the person as it was steadily absorbed into the scene before disappearing from a glance. With the right effort and work, all life could do to prevent such actions is to tame the lands; adapt themselves to suit the environment before it ultimately brings their destruction... That is, until beings from outside of existence itself decides to set foot in the area.

A human sized wormhole opened before a strangely thawed lake in the frozen wastelands of G'ael, the edges of this transportation medium warped the perception of space-time itself as if it pushed the fabric of space apart into some form of tunnel. From the other side of this tunnel was the panicked populace of Wing City, rushing to leave the area of what seemed to be a flaming man and a giant mechanised weapon. However, the main being of focus was the one individual who stood out from the rest; dressed in some strange orange-tinted armour which covered only the vitals of the body: The chest and shoulders as one chest piece while an armoured kilt covered the lower body down to it's knees. Off the bottom of the chest piece hung a myriad of ammunition clips along with an assault rifle and sword held holstered on the sides of the kilt.

And so, this armoured woman walked through this wormhole with a troubled look plagued across her face. Stepping onto the pure white snow which formed a blanket across the whole environment, spreading out into the horizon. Once the realm jumper had fully entered the frozen lands, the wormhole which gave her means of transport closed as suddenly as it opened.

It took a double take for Sarah to notice the presence of a strange woman standing ankle deep in the thawed lake, her troubled looked replaced with a look of curiosity. "Are you alright there? I don't remember there being hotsprings in this area."

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The young woman's attention was stuck firmly on the intense black water in front of her, practically sucking her into its freezing void. It was hard to notice with the quiet surroundings as her ears went deaf, even the soft lapping of the water becoming muffled. It felt like she wasn't actually in her body but rather looking through a dull window as the world happened around her. Even her skin had become numb to the cold, the crawling feeling that her addiction gave her nothing more than a vacant thought in the back of her mind. It was a momentary reprieve from the sickness, a calm before the storm as she began to move further into the water.

Vaguely she registered a disturbance, something that made her hair feel like it was standing on end, it sent shivers through Lucia's sickly frame. It was enough to draw her attention and for the briefest moment her eyes flicked up to spot the developing wormhole, it's strange warping and rippling making her blink and frown in wonder, like nothing she'd ever seen before. Finally she tore her gaze away, shrugging it off as some sort of mind trick, a figment of her imagination caused by her starving body. She had seen things before that hadn't been there, it was something that the redhead had become somewhat accustomed to. Drawn back to the water, her thoughts gradually trailed off until again she was not really in her own head, instead watching herself move until she was waist deep. The clothes that had once meant to keep her warm now clung to her slim form as it soaked up the water, surrounding her like a cocoon and dragging slightly in the water.

With a shaky sigh she stopped walking, her head bowing as her eyes peered into the dark water around her. She still couldn't feel it, the bitter cold that should have taken her breath away. Not that she minded, the welcome numbness dulled her senses and let her final moments be as peaceful as they could possibly be. There would be no more cold sweats or muscle cramps, she didn't have to worry about the nausea or the vomiting, it was the best she had felt in a long while. A muffled sound caught her attention briefly, pulling her head to turn slightly before returning to it's original bowed position, eyes still focused on the water. It was only when the noise sounded again that she raised her head, turning in it's direction and catching sight of a woman. Blinking rapidly, Lucia's jaw dropped slightly, lips parting to release a small surprised breath. A sudden ringing filled her ears, a white noise that drowned everything else out. Her vision became fuzzy too, like static on a television as white spots flashed before her eyes. "W-what?" Frowning, the young woman staggered back slightly and began to gasp, eyes growing wide as if everything she hadn't been feeling has rushed upon her suddenly. "Oh god..." Panic was now clearly evident on the females face as her eyes rolled around wildly in their sockets, body heaving slightly now that the nausea had returned.

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Time seemed to flow slowly in this land, a small encounter which in reality would have lasted but a few minutes; but felt like hours. To see this woman wonder further and further into the lake, shaking in the sheer distant temperatures of this northern territory, it was quick and easy to rule out the fact that this was some strange hot spring. In fact, there seemed to be an odd atmosphere surrounding the woman, something of a low vibe, depression. In fact, a myriad of emotions could be felt by the nearby Realm Jumper, watching as such a meaningful but also irrelevant scene took place.

That was then the woman finally reacted to Sarah's word, it seemed to be of a panic attack, as if her previous actions were not of her own doing. There was the sense of nausea, the sight of a mental imbalance as her body moved uncontrollably to whatever was hitting her hard. Sarah had to react, she couldn't just watch as yet another innocent person fell to mental instability, or whatever was plaguing her actions; it happened too much in the past.

And so, with a deep blue glow of the crown worn on the back of her chest piece, slightly covered by her long white hair. Sarah set out to walk across the water, at speed. Followed by her swift movements, Sarah pulled the woman out of the water and quickly travelled back to the lake's edge. Her little strength struggled to carry the woman, leaving her feet to drag across the water before she was dropped harshly on the ground; with Sarah standing beside her attempting to catch her breath.

"The fuck are you doing there?"

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Everything was happening so fast for Lucia, whether or not it was because her mind had only just began to catch up was still undecided. It was all a blur as the stranger came at her, a quick flash of white hair and suddenly she was mobile, being dragged backwards with surprising speed. The even more sudden stop was jarring, landing on her back and gasping as it knocked the wind straight out of her. It felt like her chest was being crushed and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't get her lungs to fill enough to catch any air. Lucia rolled over onto her side, her frail form curling up into a ball whilst she continued to fight for breath, it had all happened so fast and she still hadn't quite worked out what was going on

Digging her nails into the cold earth, the young red head dragged herself up to sit awkwardly on her side before teetering forward onto her hands and knees. She stayed there for a while, the ringing in her ears beginning to fade out and her hazy vision clearing. The knock seemed to have cleared her head a little and Lucia felt somewhat better than before. Lurching forward suddenly, Lucia staggered clumsily to her feet and took a few uncertain steps before collapsing back to the ground and retching. "I'm f-fine..." She whispered, voice hoarse and cracking slightly. There were tears in her eyes however, threatening to spill once more. "Just... Get out of here huh!?" Lifting her head to look at the woman there was a flash of anger across her face which quickly turned to regret as she shamefully let her head drop. How had she fallen so low, what was it this woman must have thought of her. Some low life scum, a pitiful excuse for a being. She was so ashamed of her life, the waste of her life.

Reluctant to move, she turned her head slightly to the side and let her eyes wander along the lake's edge, searching for something that she obviously didn't find as her brows furrowed and her lips turned down. There was no way up from here, she could see that now, but maybe if she felt better she could deal with this situation. If she wasn't so sick none of this would be a problem. "Where is it?" She questioned, eyes still searching for the small pouch she had thrown onto the ground earlier. She wanted it, she wanted what was inside; the only thing that would make her feel better. She must have looked like a woman possessed, tearful and pitiful one moment and then unreasonably angry and questioning all in the space of minutes. That was the price she paid for her high, those drugs which made her feel invincible were also the ones that would drive her to such depraved behavior such as this. Trying to kill yourself in an almost frozen lake.

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It was such a troublesome yet interesting scene to watch, some woman acting as if she was on drugs, left in the frozen wastelands, probably trying to drown herself. Now it's all starting to add up, Sarah had come across some victim of something. Perhaps she or a family member did something to a group which caused them to enact such disgusting, inhumane revenge. Or perhaps it was just a group of adolescents who recently learned on some effects of overdosing and threw this woman out from their little experiment. Either way, it was a sorrowful and disgusting scene to watch, something to put a wretched look on Sarah's face as she stared inquisitively before crouching down to meet the same level as the woman.

"Now, you look far from fine." She replied, her voice flowed with the gentle icy breeze of the skies; suggesting a great experience in talking to people such as this woman. Or was it in fact some natural ability? Just a normal voice which happened to match the calming, tamed voice of a goddess, something which would definitely be expected of such a woman as Sarah. "And what are you looking for? Were you bullied by some disgusting, poor excuse of people?"

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Lucia was still looking around as the woman crouched beside her, only glancing up when she spoke once more. A soft whimper sounded in her throat and she nodded slightly, knowing all too well that this stranger was right "I know..." She whispered, beginning to shake her head. "I think I-... I need help.." Sucking in a shaky breath, the young red head dug her fingers into the ground, bowing her head once again. How she wished she could just sink into the ground and disappear forever, seeing the disgust on this strangers face made her both angry and ashamed.

It was the first question that made her raise her head once more, brows pulling together and face contorting into an expression of puzzlement. She really couldn't guess? Lucia thought it would be obvious to spot a dug addict looking for her stash but she had experience with it, maybe Lucia just looked sick. A somewhat startled laugh slipped from her with the second question, eyes growing wide in disbelief "You think... You think someone d-did this to me?" Shaking her head, the amused expression quickly fell, the hollowness coming back to her eyes "I did this... Every choice was mine" She seemed to retreat back into her own little world, thinking over every little decision that lead to where she was now. "Where are my drugs? They were by the edge of the river... I n-need them..." She looked up as she directed the question, eyes growing focused. She knew what she wanted, what her body needed, it didn't matter to her that it was slowly killing her.

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As Russian worked on the realm jumping device, his lone hands fiddling with the wiring and engineering of the delicate machine, a second pair of hands appeared. At first they assissted with handing the tools to the soldier, then jumped in to help with the placing of wires and circuitry. An all too familiar voice accompanied the hands as they pointed out several flaws in the device: "No the wires go here, and you messed up the layout of the circuitboard. Oh and this wire also goes here." The highly dextrous and feminine hands swiftly pointed out the small mistakes, the skin was almost perfect with nails painted white and kept in a perfect shape.

"Do you even know what you're doing?"

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As Russian tinkered with the device, trying his best to make sure everything was in place. A pair of hands reached around him and a very familiar voice pointed out his mistakes. "Well aren't you nice all of a sudden...and as for a matter of fact I would have finished this thing without your guidance." Russian stated as his partner seemed to immediately know that she was who Russian was looking for.

Russian thought to reach for his gun, but thinking back to last time he decided to do something else. With a quick click of his fingers he teliported a few feet away from her holding his trust Rifle along with Spaniard who was aiming his revolver and shotgun at her. "You must have some power to know where we were at, I have to congratulate you on that." Spaniard spoke however Russian simply shook his head. "Even as time passes we never change...As for you Sarah...you picked the wrong man to fight."

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Sarah cocked her head to the side, her face showing an inquisitive expression as she slowly stepped back from the two, her hands kept behind her back as she stared down the barrels of their weapons. "Power? I've been watching everyone who's interesting, of course I know where you guys are." She explained to the new individual, his recent actions had been of an interest of Sarah as she silently overwatched his movements for the past few days. Of course, as an Ancient, she could see everything that goes on throughout the Multiverse without even being there.

"Time's not really a thing anymore, to me that is," she shrugged, forgetting the length of time she spent anywhere. It was just a factor lost in the realms itself. "Anyway, I'm not here to fight. I just need to tell you that you're not allowed to make such a device, okay?"

A swift movement of one hand allowed her assault rifle to be drawn, a single electromagnetic shell fired into the device Russian was working on, effectively destroying it. A little smile was given as the weapon was placed back on her waist, one hand raised to give a peace sign as a small smile spread across her face. "Thanks~"

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"Yeah, I am not going to try and kill you after what you did to me and destroyed a device which cost a lot of money that I can't afford to waste. yeah let's let you off the---Oh for fucks sake die!" Russian took a shot with his rifle, a overload round already chambered in the weapon. He then quickly reloaded and began to fire round after round like the weapon was semi-automatic. Spaniard appreciated the peace symbol, however he was not going to let her go as well. He began to unload his revolver and shotgun at Sarah as well.

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The first round hit the shield with a large bang as the design of the round forced a massive energy surge across the whole outside of the shield, effectively overloading the generator. The blue tinge that came into view on contact with the round quickly broke apart as it dissipated into the surrounding air. The rest of the bullets fired were met with a wormhole, opened to shield the Realm Jumper as they were thrown to the outside of the Dying Sands, colliding with the ground.

"Now now, you're both ganging up on a poor little woman? You should be ashamed." Sarah spoke over the sound of the firing guns, waiting for the ammunition to be emptied before closing the wormhole. "You two are so trigger happy, can't we talk this out?"

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"yeah, like how you wanted to 'talk' when you slammed my damned face in the ground just because you wanted to control a guy. You tried to KILL me, if I was any weaker that slam would have killed me. You can see why I rather shoot you than talk to you!" Russian prepared another round but Spaniard quickly stopped him. "Calm down for now Russian, if she wants to explain herself let her. Besides, with those wormholes we can't do much." Spaniard stated and although Russian was ready to fight, she decided to let her talk.