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[b][color=Aquamarine]Midna: level 9[/color][/b] EXP: [color=Aquamarine]////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////[/color] (111/100) (+1 bonus pending)
[b][color=Aquamarine]Location:[/color][/b] Deep Ground
[color=Aquamarine]Warp Charges:[/color] 1
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Virgin Victory teleport room
Top of the Split mountain
Outside the Convent of Our Lady of the Charred Visage
Tostarena Town
S.O.U. Building
Seiran Clinic
Underground Roadway (Seiran Rebel Base Outskirts)
Below City of glass entrance (plate maintenance tunnel)
Vandelay Campus (Alleyway)
Arahabaki’s entrance
Deep Ground - the Source
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Unlike the others, Midna didn’t have time to relax away from Midgar right away. No, she was going back again to pick up some Bridges people to bring them out to the Virgin Victory so they could do… some kind of technology thing. She wasn’t sure really what the specifics were, nor why the little portable device she was lent to organize where they’d meet up wouldn’t just do the job either, but she had to assume they knew their stuff.

At any rate, that left her time to kill inside the city itself, and it wasn’t exactly in a state where she could go to the spa either. The mood of the city was… tumultuous to say the least. Not only had the people been told that it would be unwise to stay, they had also learned they did not belong there in the first place. The latter certainly helped motivate acting on the former, but it wasn’t like people could just up and leave on short notice, especially when other people were trying to also do the same. The amount of congestion that was causing also meant that the Bridges people were going to have a problem getting to her.

She spent the start of this just sort of fiddling with the Eliacube, turning it this way and that, putting a little mana into it, and just generally trying to figure it out more. She didn’t get very far, and eventually put it away again, though her mind kept drifting back to it like a puzzle she just couldn’t crack.

TO try and distract herself instead she tried to do a bit of self reflection on how they could have done things better in Midgar, only to realize something [color=Aquamarine]”wait… the psi-fish wouldn't have gotten Karin‘s message down there”[/color]

Indeed, the strange psychic creatures, the previous victims of Midgar’s attempts at mass producing psychic soldiers via raising and slaughtering of beings who could grant psionic abilities via  fusion before they’d switched to pokemon, were still down in the polluted reservoir. They too were now free from Galeem, and yet unlike everyone up top, entirely unaware as to what that meant, not to mention unaware that the city was being evacuated. Not that they could really evacuate alongside those above, given what had been done to them and the enmity that had caused, but still. 

They deserved to know.

Her expected guests might have been slowed by the city’s refugee packed streets, but the princess was not. Traveling first by portal to their Seiran Clinic hideout, and then hopping from shadow to shadow, the princess effortlessly made her way down through the undercity, and then down into the reservoir below.

This had, admittedly, been a bad idea last time, but without any footsloggers in tow, she didn’t have to worry about navigating the perilous walkways and pipes that they’d need to get up and down last time, nor about being ambushed by the creatures living down there in the dark.

That didn’t mean she was safe. Last time she was here one of the bigger psi-fish had done … something to her, that left her with a missing any form of memory regarding a short yet impactful space of time, one during which she’d had to apparently be carried up and out by the others due to her unresponsive state. 

Not a thing she could have happened again now that she was on her own.

So, not getting seen, that was for sure on the top of her list of priorities. But that was fine. All she needed to do was be a messenger from the shadows. 

The psi-fish weren't exactly hard to track down moving at her speed, what with them glowing and all. So in a short amount of time she’d found, one, and then from it hopped to larger and larger groups till she found a swirling storm of psionic energy managed by numerous psi-fish that was slowly coalescing into a titan of psi-fish kind

[img]https://i.imgur.com/dKmMUg2.jpeg[/img]

It looked to be a slow, slow process, but one that was nearing completion, and whatever it was, she was quite sure it was another point in favor of the people of the city leaving as soon as possible. Still, even if this was built specifically to spell devastation upon those above, the psi-fish deserved a chance to take another path, especially the one that had now opened to them.

So she did her best to share the news via shouting it out of the shadows, and repeatedly changing her location to avoid being located as she did so

[color=Aquamarine]”Listen to me. I’m one of the ones you let go before and I’ve come back to tell you that Shinra and psych-OFF are dead and the city is dying because of what we returned to the world above”[/color] which she suspected they might take as good news, given the misery that had inflicted upon them. It was hard to tell the actual reaction though, given they did not so much speak as project thoughts, a thing she did not want to happen because it meant they might be able to project other things in to control her. Still, it certainly caused a stir among them, the psi-fish forming up defensively in response to her intrusion.

[color=Aquamarine]”The people there are free of the delusions of Galeem, the thing that made the world the way it was, that stole your ancestors from their home and put them in this one where they could be captured and killed by Shinra. Now they are going to leave this cursed trap of a city Galeem put them in, and you should too. With them gone, the Others, those things in the tunnels that eat brains, which rain down onto the city above in far greater numbers, will have nowhere to hunt except down here. You should go, find a better home. The machines to the south are in disarray. Punch through what’s left of them, and find the freedom of the ocean past the mountains to the east, to the left, of their bases. It's a great expanse of clean water, it might even be where they took your people from, where you might even find the rest of your kind”[/color] she called down. It was not a safe way by any means, but it was the only way they could go, and, she hoped, one that most of the civilians from the city would not be going to. It would be rough, but it had to be better than here, surly? 

Either way, she was sure she’d had some kind of effect now, as the mostly organized defensive line was wavering, turning to what she thought was discourse. Or it was just confused by the way she’d moved after every sentence to avoid being located. They were certainly trying to find her at least, several of the larger [url=https://minionsart.github.io/aowp/Previews/psi-fish_hunter.mp4]hunters[/url], the same kind that had locked down her mind, where roving through the air trying to track her down while the ranged psi-fish held their crumbling defensive formation.

With them narrowing down the positions she could broadcast from, and the information more or less delivered, she decided she’d done all she could, retreating from the storm and going back the way she came. 

After that, all she had to do was wait a little bit longer for the Bridges team to show up, and she could get on with her job. The actual task was done in very short order, the princess ferrying the humans from the city to the docked ship in the blink of an eye, and then leaving them to get on with their task.

With that done, it was finally time for some well deserved RnR. Or, more specifically, lunch. She’d helped take down 2 pseudo-gods and an entire city state on just a donut, and she was absolutely famished as a result.