(08-15-2015, 07:26 PM)Intaki Wrote: "Ah, Klyn, I did not recognize you beneath their." She turns to briefly look back toward the crowd she had left, her frown deepening as a sigh escapes her lips. 'No trouble yet, and any that arises is of her own making." The blonde woman shakes her head, "I had high hopes for her return to the homeland; I truly believed that she was committed to doing good. But this..." She scoffs, "This is nothing but the same foolish nonsense she played at in Ul'dah. The greatest accomplishment she can hope for while pursuing this asinine line of action is to agitate those with far more pressing concerns to address." The dragoon lifts a hand and waggles a finger at the large woman beside her, "If she is lucky she will only be escorted out the Gates of Judgement."
       Klynzahr cringes slightly as the familiar voice addresses her. "Gods above V'aleera, is it so bloody obvious?" She grumbles tensely, "I reckoned th'full visor would 'o hidden me a might better."
     Squinting at the distant croud in it's cloud of freshly printed propaganda, she continues in a straightforward manner "Yer not wrong though. 'Vangeline has a ponze o' imagination and a tonze o' impulsiveness fer every onze o' common sense in her head. Given ten years she may o'mellowed enough ter change th'world, but today..." The bulky woman trails off, shaking her head.
        Without her customary thick spectacles, the distantly clustered audience was nothing more than a shifting blur, which blocked Evangeline herself from view. The muted colours of the menacing group across the square left them nearly indistinguishable from the overwhelming grey around them. Klynzahr's nearsighted gaze slipped their way only to snap back at the sound of a raised voice competing with Evangeline's.
".....an example... show true ....through agents of this world...."
The Roegadyn stood frozen, while her failing eyes struggled to distinguish the speaker.
".....snuff out a liar's tongue.... rob her of voice...."
"Hells dammit all." Klynzahr swore quietly, with a tangible note of fear under the coarse words "Trouble's not waitin' t'day."
