(Gilded Veil)- Founder / C.E.O.
"Him too," Sommer muttered, then sighed. "Or maybe it's not about walking away. Maybe I just want to feel like it's mine again."
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Private Shadows in Silk
- Thread starter Kaelon Virex
- Start date
Alyssa Kydd
Character
Alyssa reached out and took her hand under the water.
(Gilded Veil)- Founder / C.E.O.
Sommer blinked, caught off guard.
Alyssa Kydd
Character
"No," Alyssa said. "I want to live with you. Be where you are. See where it leads. Maybe help. Maybe not. But I'm tired of passing through systems and watching other people live."
(Gilded Veil)- Founder / C.E.O.
Sommer stared at her.
Alyssa Kydd
Character
The air thickened — not from the steam, but from the weight of something real between them.
(Gilded Veil)- Founder / C.E.O.
Sommer's lips parted. She exhaled slowly, like she was letting go of an entire galaxy she couldn't fix.
Alyssa Kydd
Character
Alyssa smiled, radiant in the low light.
(Gilded Veil)- Founder / C.E.O.
They clinked their glasses and leaned back into the water, this time… without the tension.
For the first time in weeks — maybe longer — Sommer felt still. Not because danger wasn't coming. It always was. But because someone was choosing to face it with her.
For the first time in weeks — maybe longer — Sommer felt still. Not because danger wasn't coming. It always was. But because someone was choosing to face it with her.
Kaelon Virex
Character
Location: The Gilded Veil – Sublevel 4, Restricted Maintenance Shaft
Kael adjusted the grip on his blaster and knelt beside the final panel. The soft hissss of Arq's tool winding down behind him confirmed it — they were in.
They had followed Therin's footprint through ghost door logs, minor energy surges, and one distinctly forbidden sigil burned into the wall, now scrubbed.
Kael adjusted the grip on his blaster and knelt beside the final panel. The soft hissss of Arq's tool winding down behind him confirmed it — they were in.
They had followed Therin's footprint through ghost door logs, minor energy surges, and one distinctly forbidden sigil burned into the wall, now scrubbed.
Kaelon Virex
Character
"Because it clashes with your sarcasm," Kael replied. "And because you insisted the spice-leather jacket would 'breathe better in tight corridors.'"
Kaelon Virex
Character
Kael pulled back the final locking pin and the floor panel slid inward, revealing a narrow drop — slick black metal walls with faint red etchings that hummed.
They descended.
They descended.
Arq*
Character
At the bottom was a vaulted corridor of impossible geometry. The kind that made you question what floor you were standing on — or if gravity had stopped obeying the rules.
Pillars pulsed with veins of scarlet light, and the air was thick with weight. Not pressure — presence.
In the middle of the room, raised on an altar of slick obsidian, was the crate from the footage.
But it was open now.
Whatever had been inside — was loose.
Pillars pulsed with veins of scarlet light, and the air was thick with weight. Not pressure — presence.
They reached the chamber's center.
In the middle of the room, raised on an altar of slick obsidian, was the crate from the footage.
But it was open now.
Whatever had been inside — was loose.
Kaelon Virex
Character
Kael moved slowly around it. One of the walls had a force-scar — like something with claws and sentience had tried to carve its way back in. The marks glowed faintly, pulsing like they were remembering.
Kaelon Virex
Character
Kael approached. Carved into the stone was a name — not printed, not tagged. Etched. With intent.
Kaelon Virex
Character
Kael's jaw clenched.