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Post by Athena 'Shift' Logan on Oct 5, 2016 17:08:20 GMT -6
The Tower looked as familiar as the one in her own universe did - the huge glass windows, the smell of Nightshade's garden mixed with steel from the building itself, and the sound of water lapping against the sandy beach that stretched around the island. The Tyrant leader watched the Tyrants' Tower - no, what were they called here? The strange, dark-eyed girl had called them something else...Titans, yes, that terrible name. Acting as if they were a bastion of glory and goodness, as if they didn't have so much more potential inside them! Such wasted power, collected in the 'heroes' that lived in the T-shaped building... Well, Changeling thought, her Tyrants would just have to show them what real power looked like.
But first - after her fight with the short civilian, Athena had retreated to lick her wounds. Then she'd had an idea; while Face collected power and information, she could do her own recon. It was a little exciting, doing 'spy stuff' - as the shape shifter would call it - sneaking around, trying her hand at a quieter approach. Usually, she dealt with things that got in her way using brute force - her own, or her underlings'...although they would no doubt preferred to be called 'team mates'. But not today. The sun was setting as the red-furred villainess stepped onto the rocky edge of the Titans' island. She'd swum across the bay as a seal, and now she was glad she'd shaken off all the water that had clung to her other, blubbery form before shifting - wet fur was a pain to dry.
Making her way across the jutting rocks and on to the sandy strip of beach was a bit of a workout, but she made it. Strolling from the beach across the sparse grass to the door of the Tower was a cakewalk; now came the part that made her a little nervous. Would the password to this alternate Tower be the same as the one back home? Glancing around, the Tyrant lifted her hand to type in the password to her own Tower, nerves firing.
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