We Care for Your Safety

[applesaucemod]

Protecting the city from the rifties -- and the rifties from the city -- is a full time job. That's never been more true than it is today, when there are metaphorical (and sometimes physical) fires to put out all over Manhattan. It's been a rough time at ROMAC in general; most of the organization's people are unfamiliar with the specifics of the recent animal attack, but even those who don't know that a number of prisoners guests of ROMAC have gone missing in the last few days (or that the computer system is still compromised) know that something has thrown the organization into disarray.

Unfortunately for ROMAC and fortunately for certain other people, ROMAC's resources are spread thin by whatever's put the Rift in a tizzy. As large as the organization is, though, there's surely nothing to worry about from the handful of malcontents at large in the city.

Surely.


[OOC: And here's the thread for taking down ROMAC! There will be a couple of player characters on ROMAC's side (check to see whether their threads are open to all before tagging in, as they may have limited availability due to prior plans), and anyone in need of 'enemies' to tag against can request an NPC from the mods. Have at!]

Comments

[omnomnom_feels]

What turns the corner is certainly not human, though it wears a human body. The incongruity of something celestial taking a host rather than manifesting itself directly confuses Rashad's senses momentarily; he would expect this behavior of a devil, but this does not feel like a devil.

"...You are an angel," observes Rashad, his flat tone devoid of the surprise that should come with the statement. "Why are you in that man?"

[has_a_horn]

"We were very close," Gabriel answers deadpan. He's not really in the mood to be playing twenty questions with some strange celestial force, and he really doesn't like how his own question was ignored.

This whole place makes him feel edgy and on-guard. Tearing it down feels amazing, but it doesn't negate the fear and anger that he associates with this place. If this thing is here to do anything but help people, he needs him out of the building. He tries again. "What are you doing here?"

[omnomnom_feels]

It is not an answer, but even Rashad is able to understand the hint that there are more important matters to be addressed. He does not know who this angel is, what kind of pantheon he is actually from or what his intentions are, but he sees no reason to be dishonest. It may even transpire that this angel is an authority figure to whom he can give his services, though it is by no means safe to assume this is so in a city where certain other angels keep company with demons.

"I am defending this place," he replies. "There is little enough order in this city. Assist me."