Mini-Declare.
Though a tad short compared to the imposing soldiers of Krieg, the Tatarstians easily towered over the fairy troops, with the apparent squad leader standing twice the height of the fairies' own from their perspective. Herald Aster stood in confusion at what was going on, somewhat flustered at being blindsided by the appearance of the humans, though the fact they didn't seem immediately hostile was a major plus. She spoke in English in an effort to communicate, as she found few not from her home area were able to understand her other language.
"Uh, hello mister human! Do you own this building? We were just playing around; honest! We might have ran into some bad guys up east: you should go check them out!"
Closer to the front, Calla was having a panic-induced hallucination as she hid further inside of the pillow fort, shrinking herself down in size to better fit within its confines.
"Oh my gosh oh my gosh oh my gosh oh my gosh! What do we do!?" shrieked the swordsfairy as she heard the noises of combat unfold from beyond her position. The green imaginary walrus pondered for a moment before coming to an ultimate conclusion.
"A loaf of bread," the Walrus said,
"Is what we chiefly need:
Pepper and vinegar besides
Are very good indeed--
Now if you're ready, fairy dear,
We can begin to feed." He appeared reassuringly calm in spite of the chaos, acting none the wiser in the face of the laser barrage.
Calla remained unconvinced, wondering how the walrus's words were relevant to the situation.
"How does that help at all?"Unfazed, the Walrus continued.
"You haven't eaten for days I say--your thinking is rather muddled. Take a moment to relax a bit before you become befuddled. I assure you that soon, shall come a great boon, and needed aid shall arrive. But calm yourself and settle down--if you truely wish to survive."The strange, blubbery head-like creature accompanying him made its own conclusion, condensing the Walrus's intricacies into a more easily understood phrase.
"Take it easy!"
Though still rather perplexed, the fairy nodded.
"Okay, I'll do that, but how do you know all this, Mister Walrus?" The Walrus shrugged.
"I do not--for I am but a mote of your thoughts." Ending with that, her imaginary companions faded into nothingness.
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