Daughter of Fen
~Myrkr - Miri Farm Headquarters~
Deep beneath the surface of the planet, the research facility's location was all but hidden from orbital view. On its surface was nothing more than an ancient and derelict base that time had forgotten and nature had taken control of. The halls stank of new and it annoyed Mia. Everything was annoying Mia, even the scientist that fell into step next to her annoyed her. "We've been tracking a pack of Vornskr for a couple of weeks." he started handing her a datapad full of information. "They've been circling Harvest One's perimeter for some time looking for a way in, I'm not concerned that they will get in, those fences were designed to keep them out but their presence makes...me..." he trailed off as he caught Mia pinching the bridge of her nose. "Are you alright Field Marshall?"
"I'm fine." she snapped, bring her hand away from her face "Get some containers ready, we'll bring the vornskr's in."
"You...what?!" the scientist stopped and Mia had walked another three steps before she realized and looked back for him, stopping her own advance. "With all due respect, why, by manda, would you want to bring them in?"
"That's none of your concern. Prepare the containers."
"Would you like me to get a team ready?"
"No, I have a friend coming, we can handle it ourselves." She left him standing in stunned silence and disappeared into her office, dropping the datapad on the desk she flopped into her chair and let out a long sigh. she'd spent her entire life hating force users and in later life, the sith. Noe she was a force user and she found herself looking in the mirror wondering if she was destined to become everything she hated. Anger bubbled continuously beneath the surface like an incurable disease she couldn't shift it.
Desperate for a distraction she activated the console before her and three images flickered to life. A voxyn, a deadly and extinct creature that had been created by the vong in another era took cente stage. The ultimate Jedi hunter, with war coming, they needed something similar and Mia had plenty of access to the Vornskr that had formed half of the voxyns existence, their image flickered on her left. On her right, was an image of a Dark Wolf, the other half to her plan. She needed specimens first, only then could she truly start to bring something together.
Her comm link chimed. "A ship is requesting permission to land. Pilot says she's expected. It's @[member="Siobhan Kerrigan"]."
"Grant permission, and bring her down."
Deep beneath the surface of the planet, the research facility's location was all but hidden from orbital view. On its surface was nothing more than an ancient and derelict base that time had forgotten and nature had taken control of. The halls stank of new and it annoyed Mia. Everything was annoying Mia, even the scientist that fell into step next to her annoyed her. "We've been tracking a pack of Vornskr for a couple of weeks." he started handing her a datapad full of information. "They've been circling Harvest One's perimeter for some time looking for a way in, I'm not concerned that they will get in, those fences were designed to keep them out but their presence makes...me..." he trailed off as he caught Mia pinching the bridge of her nose. "Are you alright Field Marshall?"
"I'm fine." she snapped, bring her hand away from her face "Get some containers ready, we'll bring the vornskr's in."
"You...what?!" the scientist stopped and Mia had walked another three steps before she realized and looked back for him, stopping her own advance. "With all due respect, why, by manda, would you want to bring them in?"
"That's none of your concern. Prepare the containers."
"Would you like me to get a team ready?"
"No, I have a friend coming, we can handle it ourselves." She left him standing in stunned silence and disappeared into her office, dropping the datapad on the desk she flopped into her chair and let out a long sigh. she'd spent her entire life hating force users and in later life, the sith. Noe she was a force user and she found herself looking in the mirror wondering if she was destined to become everything she hated. Anger bubbled continuously beneath the surface like an incurable disease she couldn't shift it.
Desperate for a distraction she activated the console before her and three images flickered to life. A voxyn, a deadly and extinct creature that had been created by the vong in another era took cente stage. The ultimate Jedi hunter, with war coming, they needed something similar and Mia had plenty of access to the Vornskr that had formed half of the voxyns existence, their image flickered on her left. On her right, was an image of a Dark Wolf, the other half to her plan. She needed specimens first, only then could she truly start to bring something together.
Her comm link chimed. "A ship is requesting permission to land. Pilot says she's expected. It's @[member="Siobhan Kerrigan"]."
"Grant permission, and bring her down."