Run Away, Runaway (Neva)
|Run Away, Runaway (Neva)|
|Date of Cutscene:||18 November 2016|
|Synopsis:||Neva Fernandez can't do anything to face her problems, except to run away.|
|Cast of Characters:||Neva Fernandez|
In spite of being able to summon gods, rain fire in battle, and travel to any plane of existence she imagines, Neva Fernandez a young woman with the very real fear of confronting her problems. For the first time in a long time she's been tasked with the challenge of facing them. She'd rather be anywhere but there.
How easy it would be to Planeswalk away from your current problem.
She 'Walks to Theros, a world of Gods and fantastic creatures.
She then 'Walks to Innistrad, a land plagued by vampires and monsters, with the Angel Avacyn around to protect.
And now she appears in Mirrodin, or what's left of it after New Phyrexia took hold.
Tarkir is next, here there be dragons, or were anyway. She's not sure if this was before or after Fate Reforged, she doesn't stick around to check.
Alara, with the Shards reforged. She never quite picked this Block up, but she kinda figured she'd dig into it at some point... Probably not.
She skips Zendikar.
Ravnica, the city plane of intrigue and Politics. She kind of wants to think of this land as home. She'd really like to, but...
Earth. Just a regular Earth. She 'Walked herself to the hub in the small town in the middle of Ohio. There's a bookstore she always hung out at to read various fantasy novels before stopping at the hobby game store, where she would alway go for Friday Night Magic. After that, she'd stop at the Dairy Queen a block down to pick up a Strawberry Bownie Blizzard. Tasty goodness.
It would be nice to just go back in and walk into the stores and say hi to everyone, and tell them everything she's ever seen, and they'd look at her like she was crazy, and she'd laugh it off. It would be fun. Except... Neva plucks a flyer from a tack board where most people pass by on a given day.
'Have you seen me?' Among rows of faces of kids who haven't been seen in forever, her face grins back at her. Neva gazes long at it, considering the phone numbers she could dial, before sighing and with a breath and a practiced ritual motion...
The flyer flits to the ground in the wake of the Planeswalker 'Walking away from her problems.