Reprimanded

Wow guys, sorry I haven't been on in a while. I've had choir stuff and homework overload, y'know? So, without further procrastination, I mean interruption....

Terrance and Marissa finally make it to the Game Maker's home. "Is this it?" she asks. Terrance shrugs. 
"Dunno. Here, let me run a scan." He pulls out his communicator and hits a few buttons, switching apps. "TrailBlaiser just installed these. Makes missions much easier, if you want to cheat or are lost." Marissa looks about as he scans the realm for the target.
"Of all the realms, this one seems really dangerous." Terrance smirks.
"We could've been in Slender..." he taunts. Marissa tenses up and closes her eyes tightly. 
"Gosh! Don't even mention Slender! That game scared me so bad! I didn't sleep for two days. And even then, I kept the lights on." The communicator finishes scanning and Terrance examines the coordinates. 
"Good. We're in the right place." He grabs her hand and leads her onto the grounds, where a guard stops them.
"Halt." he commands. "No uninvited guests on the grounds. Go away." Marissa shrinks back behind Terrance.
"Jedi. Go Jedi on him." she whispers. Terrance looks back at her and smiles.
"Actually, I think we have bigger problems than him." Marissa looks behind them to a group of suspicious Peacekeepers, including the one Terrance confused. 
"You mean them?" she asks. Terrance shakes his head.
"Worse. Her." He points a shaking finger at the figure of a young woman, too far away to see, but they can feel her energy signature. Terrance and Marissa back up slowly as the young woman advances, sword in hand. The Peacekeepers finally spot her and draw their weapons. One fires his gun, but the bullet merely drops to the ground. They exchange questioning glances then fire again, but the same thing happens. The woman comes into full view, strawberry blonde hair blowing about in the wind, shimmering blue dress and cloak flowing out behind her. Her red stone sword glints in the harsh sunlight. She looks at the Peacekeepers, and they tense up, as if against their will, and kneel before her. The guard does the same. She then turns her attention to the Realm Travelers. "I- I can explain..." Terrance stutters. Lenora glares at him like a mother to a disobedient child.
"I'm sure you have some long thought out sob story to convince me that breaking my rules is acceptable. Save your storytelling for the pen." Terrance shuts his mouth and bows before her.
"Yes ma'am." he murmurs. 
"Go back to RTHQ. You will not be punished. This time." she instructs. They both rise and open a portal, but Leo puts a hand on Marissa. "Not you. Your mission isn't over. You haven't failed yet. You have one more chance. Finish the mission. Without help. Learn to put your skills to use. You are a Realm Traveler. Don't rely on Terrance. I know you can do this. No apprentice of mine fails. Understand?" Marissa nods slowly. "Good. Now, come along Terrance." He obeys and exits the realm. She turns back to Marissa. "They will come back to their senses in fifteen minutes. Get up to the house, get the information you need, and get out. I expect to see you back at RTHQ in twenty minutes. Good luck." Marissa bows as Leo steps through the portal. Then, she dashes to the front door of the mansion. 

A New Hope

Marissa and Terrance walk down the crowded Capital street, Marissa leaning a little heavily on Terrance's shoulder. She sees people wearing outfits that she would rather die than wear, then she's reminded that she's wearing it. Terrance watches as a couple passes by, talking in low, hushed tones. "That Katniss girl, wasn't she simply fabulous!" she woman exclaims.
"Yes. Though, President Snow doesn't seem too happy about all this." the man remarks. He looks about for anyone eavesdropping  completely disregarding Marissa and Terrance. "We shouldn't be talking about this, darling. It's dangerous." The couple passes them by and gets lost to them in a crowd. Marissa and Terrance exchange looks.
"So that was one spectrum of the Capital..." she observes. Another couple walks by, discussing how dreadful it is that they can't get high quality shrimp for a party because of issues in District 9. "And that's the other." She smiles at Terrance. "We could cause a little mayhem. A dystopian society could get real messed up if say, a dragon and griffin started roaming down the streets." Terrance glares at her sternly, but can't keep a smile from his face at the idea.
"The mission is too important. You can have some fun later." he states. 
"Oh come on." she whines. "Pretty please?" Terrance sighs. 
"Fine." They sit on a bench and look out into the crowds. "You see that fire hydrant over there?" he asks. Marissa nods. "Watch." He focuses his magic and sends a discrete spark of energy along the roadway to it. When the magic reaches the object, it blows off the top, spraying water up into the air, which comes down and soaks everyone near it. Marissa giggles.
"Nice. Very nice." A group of Peacekeepers come by to check out the commotion. "Not so nice." Her smiles fades as the Peacekeepers start checking the papers of those nearby. Terrance pulls her to her feet.
"Start walking and do what the crowd does. Draw attention to us and we're both done for." he hisses in her ear. She nods and watches the crowd. The women are covering their mouths in shock and staring at the accident, so she decides to do the same. Terrance sees the men holding the women or trying to protect them, so he steps in front of her, holding his arms out like a shield. 
"They'll buy that." Marissa whispers to him. A lone Peacekeeper wanders over to them.
"Identification please?" he asks. Marissa stares blankly, but Terrance reacts quickly, holding up his hand in a Jedi-like way.
"You don't need to see our identification." he instructs.
"I don't need to see your identification." the Peacekeeper repeats.
"These are not the droids you're looking for."
"These are not the droids I'm looking for."
"We can go about your business."
"You can go about your business."
"Move along." The Peacekeeper waves his hands, gesturing for them to leave.
"Move along. Move along." Terrance nods to him and leads Marissa away.
"First lesson RiverFlyte ever taught me. How to use the Force."