Akaran Goddess
Mustafar
The Cyaron descended into the turbulent atmosphere of the volcanic planet, compensating within to the rapid rise of heat. Kimiko stood on the bridge, slightly behind the captain's chair, occupied by a still cautious Chika as she continued monitoring the vessel's operations. Her ruby irises wandered to look at her empress. The other woman was stoically staring out the view port, as if she was searching for something. This spontaneous trip was already grinding her nerves, and how Ki was acting was definitely not helping in the slightest.The Supreme Commander sighed heavily, frustration escaping on her breath,"Y'know Ki, I know your history with this place is not the brightest, so why you would ever want to come back is beyond me." The target of her frustration nodded, surprisingly breaking her focus and actually paying her some mind,"Thank you for your concern, Chika, and I know you are typically my voice of reason that persuades me from most rash decisions, but there is something here...I feel unfinished and I have to find what it is..."
One of the bridge crew piped in, frantically,"Ma'am! Readings on the surface. Centered around the old fortress."
Chika sprung into her old commanding ways,"Bring shields up and begin cycling the weapons systems-" Ki cut her off with a gentle hand on the shoulder,"No, that is why I am here. Bring us down and ready the Knights."
The crew and Chika sat dumbstruck with how she had calmly but sternly issued the commands. It was unlike her to intervene, but this determination was something new. Chika nodded, and turned to the navigation officer, urging him to follow the order.
And they approached the foreboding citadel...
[member="Kyrel Ren"]