[center][h1][color=B9C66E]Mona Windrider[/color][/h1]
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[i][color=B9C66E]Location:[/color] The Future Palace
[color=B9C66E]Skills:[/color][/i][/center]
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Her eye's widened at the unnecessary amount of vehemence Bruce put into his speech.  Mona took a step back, careful as possible not to trip over any of the deceased that littered the area.  Maybe she should just go then.  But where?  How?  These were the people that brought her so surely they could get her back.  Shock colored her face as not only the prince but the young woman defended her to the irrational Banner.  She offered them both a small smile.  So it seemed they were speaking about neither rags nor rocks.

[color=B9C66E]"I be Mona,"[/color] she responded to the pretty blonde, taking a couple of steps toward her.  [color=B9C66E]"So... If dis be deh future den..."[/color]  She let her eyes roam back out over the devastation and shuddered.  [color=B9C66E]"We be lookin' tah change it."[/color]  She brought her attention down to the head in her hands and then looked around to see if there might be some sort of stick or spear she could pike his head upon.  It would be easier than carrying him around.  As she looked she listened to the conversation more closely.  She had no idea what was going on but she would certainly like to be helpful if she could.