The Femme Fatal descended onto Contruum with unprecedented grace. Bando Garo gathered around the landing pad, blue glowing eyes watching for their Chaos Queen. It was unsafe here for the crew of the Fatal and yet Anaya had insisted they landed., grounding them until she was ready. They could stay ship bound if needs must and if they were fool ebough to fall onto the wrong side of her fanatics, then on their heads be it.
She descended the landing ramp with her saber staff, unlit, resting in her right hand. From among the blue eyes, stepped Parla Vos, a HRD and one of five identical models, all owned by Anaya and all created by Archangel. She took up position on Anaya's left side and the two of the walked through the crowds. Bando Gora had a tendancy to want to release the Queen from her fleshy cage. Thus far, they had failed.
"I trust you found him?" Parla asked.
"I did. I also found us a war."
"We are not equipped for war."
"We are not. Not the kind of war you are thinking of."
They pushed on to the warehouse district where Anaya's base of operations had been set, and Parla updated Anaya of the movements on Contruum. The Bando Gora were gaining more control and there had been some assistance from rebels. "You've done well, Parla."
"Thank you." she replied in the same monotone she always used.
"Parla, this war will be the end of me. I suppose in a way, that is what I want. But the future of Apoleia Inc needs to be ensured."
"You can rely on me, My lady." The HRD admitted with a bow of her head. "Archangel advises they will be here shortly."
"Good, you can leave me now."
[member="Moira Skaldi"]
She descended the landing ramp with her saber staff, unlit, resting in her right hand. From among the blue eyes, stepped Parla Vos, a HRD and one of five identical models, all owned by Anaya and all created by Archangel. She took up position on Anaya's left side and the two of the walked through the crowds. Bando Gora had a tendancy to want to release the Queen from her fleshy cage. Thus far, they had failed.
"I trust you found him?" Parla asked.
"I did. I also found us a war."
"We are not equipped for war."
"We are not. Not the kind of war you are thinking of."
They pushed on to the warehouse district where Anaya's base of operations had been set, and Parla updated Anaya of the movements on Contruum. The Bando Gora were gaining more control and there had been some assistance from rebels. "You've done well, Parla."
"Thank you." she replied in the same monotone she always used.
"Parla, this war will be the end of me. I suppose in a way, that is what I want. But the future of Apoleia Inc needs to be ensured."
"You can rely on me, My lady." The HRD admitted with a bow of her head. "Archangel advises they will be here shortly."
"Good, you can leave me now."
[member="Moira Skaldi"]