Re: Raconteur City: Los Muertos (Sofia Luna, Diego, Open)
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?(Sofia Luna) (Somewhere in Northern Mexico) Orbital satellite imagery commence targeting. Coordinates locked, increase magnification. Target acquired. The image spun down from orbit. At first the land and ocean spread before the camera in a wide aperture. The Sun lay to the west. The North American continent sprawled in it¡¯s vast primal green. To the south the land narrowed and as the image magnified further the triangular shaped country of Mexico loomed larger. The land was spotted with green but much of it was brown and lifeless. The image leaped again and a square shape of land appeared. It was green and filled with plants. Then a house grew into focus. A mansion. Beside the house the view magnified again just showing the outline of a large swimming pool. At last the camera zoomed into an object in the pool. The woman was naked, floating on her back. Her hair floated on the water in a halo. She stared straight up into the sky.?Her hands made several curling gestures and smoke began to bubble around her body. A steam rose in a hazy curtain.?In a strange language she spoke words that rang out like church bells. The water in the pool began to churn and she was lifted up, floating about the torment.? Then she took one hand and pointed it at the sky. ¡°Koarin, beoghast, narra-shoon!¡± In the lower atmosphere the CIA satellite continued its orbit uninterrupted. However, the image from the photo array was distorted beyond use. On the outermost lens a giant crack had appeared.
(Diego) Nearby, in the shade of the trees that surrounded the back yard and pool lay a large black wolf. He was sleeping, not soundly, when he suddenly heard his owner doing an incantation. He lifted his head and saw Sofia floating just slightly above the water and pointing to the sky. He didn't move. He looked around the yard, sniffed the air, then looked up in the sky. He didn't see anything, but knew she was sensing something. He would wait, if she needed him she would call, and since he didn't sense anyone else near, knew for the moment that Sofia Luna was safe.
(Antonio)
He was up, he had watched his mistress. She was truly a sight to behold. It wasn't hard at all to see why he felt at home here, it wasn't just her lovely naked form floating in the water, like some siren beckoning him to her.. This was home...this was family. A group of people that got on his nerves...but his dark seasoned self would do anything for them! These were his peeps! He continued sipping on his bloodwine. He should have slept but he couldn't sleep right now. His last assignment didn't go as perfectly as planned. Which meant more things needed to be done! He was the background man. A task that he enjoyed. He was what the CIA would call a spook, as old as he was he didn't like that term either, too bad it fit! He was the specter in the shadows that controlled all that was going on creating enough chaos so all Sofia had to do was walk in like the dark princess she was and clean up, taking over as easily as moving a piece on the checkerboard. Too bad he was always playing chess!
He glanced back down at her admiringly, he smiled and turned away after spotting where her bodyguard was; Diego wouldn't let anything happen to her either. He pulled up his ledger of things he still had planned to do. Activities he still needed to check off and discuss with her...their new territory wouldn't be so easily won with the other supernaturals there...but it would be WON! He laid on his bed the silken sheets caressing his dark skin enveloping his own naked form now. the sun was more on the backside of the house he wouldn't be touched by it even though his ring allowed him to go out into the sun like a normal man for a few hours some habits died hard and he had still become used to his more nocturnal activities. Besides it was much harder to sneak around in the daytime. For now he just rested soon he knew he would be summoned, there was still work to be done.
Tag: Sofia, Diego
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