10-18-2017, 07:51 AM
She'd been in Moscow longer than she had anticipated. It was such a large place and there was a reason to stay, but she wasn't sure what to do about it. Witches, and magic. Walking the streets of the city made her feel at home. It wasn't New York, but it still felt more at home than her hotel room.
She felt like she'd been walking for hours. The crowds were everywhere, and she had passed the monument the Ascendancy had made many times marveling at the execution and engineering that was accomplished with the power she wielded yet it wasn't there for her to examine. She hated that. She hated not knowing what was going on.
The crowd was not particularly thick along this street. Men and women were walking by quickly minding their own business. It didn't matter they were Russian it was still home. A man walked past her and when he did so he started to run with her purse that she'd slung over her shoulder. The thin strap snapped and the theif was running with her belongings.
The man in a gray track suit ran past a man in a tweed jacket and hat almost toppling him. Ilesha called out, "Hey. Stop. That's mine!"
She extended her hand and it was only a second thought when she saw the earth pulling up from the ground in front of her and forming a solid wall that the thief ran head long into... What the hell? Ilesha knew she'd done it, but she didn't know she could do that. She just felt the need to stop him and it happened...
She felt like she'd been walking for hours. The crowds were everywhere, and she had passed the monument the Ascendancy had made many times marveling at the execution and engineering that was accomplished with the power she wielded yet it wasn't there for her to examine. She hated that. She hated not knowing what was going on.
The crowd was not particularly thick along this street. Men and women were walking by quickly minding their own business. It didn't matter they were Russian it was still home. A man walked past her and when he did so he started to run with her purse that she'd slung over her shoulder. The thin strap snapped and the theif was running with her belongings.
The man in a gray track suit ran past a man in a tweed jacket and hat almost toppling him. Ilesha called out, "Hey. Stop. That's mine!"
She extended her hand and it was only a second thought when she saw the earth pulling up from the ground in front of her and forming a solid wall that the thief ran head long into... What the hell? Ilesha knew she'd done it, but she didn't know she could do that. She just felt the need to stop him and it happened...