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The sound and the screen in the WWA arena flicker and the first 4 notes of Punk Elf's theme plays. The crowd erupts with cheers....yet nothing happens. The music goes out again and the screen turns back to static before a feed is opened up. A voice, a laughing voice can be heard blaring of the stadium's speakers.
>"Oh you should see the looks on your faces!"
A familiar voice rings out before the screen turns on again, revealing the familiar face of...Steeli Yastuffi, sitting in a smokey room by herself.
>"I would say it's a pleasure to see you all again, but that would be a downright lie. And you may call me many things, but a liar I am not. In fact, I despite liars. It's why I have a personal grudge against one Cassie Kade. But I'm not here about to talk that textbook case of Fetal Alcohol Syndrome and why it's never a good idea to drop a baby on their head. No no no."
Steeli shifts her position as she looks directly into the camera.
>"I'm here because it's been high time for a new caper. You see it's been a while since I've managed to get my hands on...this."
A dull thud is heard as Steeli puts down Sapphire/Spirit's lantern with a chuckle, caressing it lovingly.
>"Ah, my best work so far, I have to admit. The personal loathing just makes it so much more personal, you know? I had considered selling this off to the highest bidder, but as it turns out, there's no market for haunted ghosts in cheap plastic garden lanterns. 12.99 Spaghetti Dimes at the local garden store, as it turns out."
With a swat, Steeli slaps the lantern off the table, where it clangs as it hits the ground off screen.
>"Still undamaged huh. Tough piece of khara."
Steeli turns back to the camera.
>"So I have been laying low after my rightful theft of the lantern, as a good thief should. Let things blow over. But now, I've got my sights set on something grander, if a tad less personal then that piece of junk on the floor."
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