[b]The Privateer (Hits: N/A)
[i]Messor I[/i][/b]
A crackle of blue electricity disrupted the... peace? No, peace was too gentle a word. It disrupted the [i]uneasy silence[/i] which was common here. With a bright flash of light, the sound of thunder, and a smell like burning sawdust, the [i]Messor[/i] burst out of nothingness and straight into the middle of a crowded alleyway. Unfortunately, this left the massive machine wedged uncomfortably between two buildings, and a courier on a bicycle, being forced to stop, got off of the bike, banged on the outer casing of the timeskip battery, and swore profusely in what the timeskipper community would come to call "Kowloon Creole".

The hatch on top of the [i]Messor[/i] slowly twisted open, and the Privateer climbed out halfway, brushing her black hair out of her face and looking around to get her bearings. People were now looking at her. She always hated this part. Did anyone speak Latin in [i]this[/i] world?

"Ignosce, sed ubi sim nescio. Quid me vis?"

The response was more guttural cursing. [i]Splendid[/i].