The Pookas
Sally's Left Hand
In control if they behave as her left hand. Sat on both sides of the aisle with darkness in their hearts and devious smiles. One snatched Gale's necklace.
Together they departed, dissipating into what's next, when a front row pooka charged the stage, and reached for Gale's neck. He snatched Gale's necklace, and was off with the wind. Odie watched in great horror, as a tornado was summoned before him.
As Odie was flung from the scene, a hand grabbed hold of him, on the S.S. Dream… "He isn't ready, Pepe, but then again, no one ever is…" Gale's voiced echoed, before jumping off the ship.
She also had a task, to distribute Sally's milk, and though she didn't want to, this was the Empress' will. The slave dispersed Sally's milk among several different factories, using her sapphire amulet, to navigate aquatic realities. Folks who drank her milk, all worshipped her emphatically… Jodie thought to herself, she's gonna be so mad at me…
Sally's milk was unique, there was a magic, that she practiced, and all those drank it, would slowly sink into a slaving kind of madness… The slaves were everywhere, beneath the Earth, above the Sky, and though Jodie managed to break the curse, she remained a slave to spy. She didn't have the numbers, or the means for revolution, but indeed she had a plan, to free the planet from disillusion.