Magdeline
Magdeline shot up in her bed when she heard an explosion. Couldn't have been a few blocks away at most.
Oh, no. That could be someone from the meeting. Deciding against changing out of her fuzzy, greyscale-plaid sweatpants and T-shirt, simply putting her black jacket over it, Maggie grabbed her knife belt and dashed out her rooftop-access attic door and headed to the place with smoke coming off it.
I can't see anything. Is that a club...? I remember seeing a text about a party earli- Graham. Something big enough to make that big of an explosion would be far too much for Graham to handle. But I don't know of anything that Roman has that could do this. Other than the tanks, but he keeps those at his house. Well, Beacon. Whatever. Magdeline got close enough to see that it was indeed the 'Club Eternity' Graham mentioned. Magdeline decided to hang off nearby and observe. She'd intervene if things got out of hand.
Forgive me, Graham, but we need information. That is one big boy. Wait, is that Roman's Butcher guy? Shit. If he's involved, then someone's really got on Roman's bad side. I don't know enough about how he fights, but I can chain him down for a few seconds if things are about to get bad. We really need information on this guy, but he needs. To. Die. Magdeline sat in a shaded shrub in view of the Butcher, channelling her Aura and readying her sembalance chains for the moment things turn for the worst, feeling helpless and angry beyond compare. The man who killed her son and basically bragged about it to her face was standing right there, and she didn't have the strength or knowledge to kill him. Yet...
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