Mercy blinked a few times in surprise, the model she stood before reached up to her chin, it was completely dominated by the mysteriously appearing medic, her mechanical wings spread out as she entered the new landscape, yellow light radiating from them. She glanced around, amazed by the level of detail in the model skyscrapers. Looking around once more, she was surprised to see no sign of anybody, which lead to the assumption that this model had been abandoned. Which was a shame, so much effort had been put into it.
"I guess nobody would mind if I move one of these, it's awfully cramped here," She shrugged, turning to push the model behind her. But as she did this, her wings smashed through the stone of the buildings, tiny people and tiny objects being swished out. Mercy gasped, turning her staff around in her hands as she broke two of the skyscrapers. Numerous falling people had clung onto her waist, to avoid hitting the floor, though some had done just that, being instantly killed.
Mercy cupped a hand over her mouth, "Oh my," She gasped, not meaning to break the model. If the people who made this found out, then they wouldn't be too happy with her. If the people affected by her clumsiness were just a little bit bigger, she'd be able to heal or resurrect them with her abilities, but they were even too small for her equipment to detect.
She sighed, her clumsiness had gotten her into a real mess, no idea where her home and friends were, and she was here, ruining a model city. She began to wonder, how could she get out of this problem.
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