A Backward City [Inv/ Chamil, Neo, Boomer] Jul 26, 2018 11:06:48 GMT -6
Post by Saizomaru on Jul 26, 2018 11:06:48 GMT -6
Saizomaru PL: 43,000 (Base)
For a while the city had been under siege by a group of villains. Saizomaru had caught wind of such an event—it was broadcasted on multiple channels and frequencies, after all, so it wasn't exactly sparse knowledge. But the android had received the intelligence too little too late and it had become occupied for some time. He had cursed himself for not being there sooner.
He thought he would do what he could to make things right.
Slowly drifting through the skies above the city, Saizomaru scouted out the area for a quiet place, one that was not overcrowded, to touch down. It wouldn't be difficult—the entire city looked as though it was barren. Very few people walked the streets, which was more than enough cause for concern. Slowly he descended upon one of the sidewalks of the business district, heavy boots tapping lightly onto the stonework.
"Strange," the android mumbled to himself. He looked around and saw everything was… fine. Perfect, even. If there really had been a siege then it had certainly been a passive one—minimal amount of resistance, or none at all. "For a place where a battle had been fought, there doesn't seem to be much collateral…"
Saizomaru walked down the street, his eyes shifting from side to side in an effort to perceive anything out of the ordinary. The only things he saw were bill boards swaying to the breeze and pieces of paper tumbling along the crossroad. He would have mistaken this art of the city for derelict if it weren't for the fact that he saw pedestrians whilst flying overhead.
As he turned the corner he saw a young lady, likely no older than her early thirties, picking up some of the papers—fliers that was advertising some sort of new store. With a hum he made his way towards her, bending over to pick up a handful of them. With a smile he approached her. "Here, ma'am," he said as he stretched out an arm, the fliers pinched at the corners between finger and thumb.
The woman turned to him with a scowl on her face. Quickly she snatched them out of his hands, causing Saizomaru to recoil. "I don't need your help! I'm perfectly fine with doing this myself!"
Saizomaru blinked. "Hey, I was only giving you a hand with this," he exclaimed, his hands up in front of him as a form of gestured defense against her verbal tirade.
"I said I don't need any help! Leave me alone before I call the police!"
"Okay, okay, fine!" The android shook his head and hurried down the path away from the crazed lady. As he got as far from her as he felt comfortable, he sighed and shook his head. "Are people backward in this city or something…?"