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Post by Acruan on Jan 11, 2016 17:11:18 GMT
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Post by Drakorphobia on Jan 11, 2016 20:47:09 GMT
"They have been fine." The Fylkja said with a soft smile. She broke away from the hug, keeping her hands on Zara's forearms and looking at her friends. From human to computer to Keltaken, Zara had certainly seen much of what the galaxy had to offer. Yet, there was always so much more. Infinitely more. "There has been unrest in the military ranks, one of our top generals went traitor on us. Luckily, he was eradicated, but I fear that his death may act as a beacon for others. As you know, the Empress hasn't been very helpful. She's just decided to destroy suns. I'm still unsure how this is going to help Zara.. I'm hesitant about letting Empress Zora to have her way." She looked to her friend with pursed lips. "You should relax, my friend. It's not good to be tired all the time."
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Post by Acruan on Jan 12, 2016 21:58:29 GMT
"I'm glad to hear they have." The Priestess smiled softly until listening to the next sentences, nodding a few times, "I saddened to hear about the dissent in your ranks. Make sure that it is clear to all that following you is worth more than anything else, and I'm sure something of this kind will not happen again." She sighs briefly at the mention of the Empress, looking down for a moment before saying, "I know well what you mean, she has been listening less recently. And it has been hard to tell the cardinals something they would like to hear when all they seem to wish is to destroy everything." She looks at her friend with a smile, "I'll try to... it is hard..." She brings a hand a few inches from her own face looking at its back then her own palm as if studying it, "At times, I wonder if it is worth having a body made of flesh, things are so much easier when you have absolute control of yourself." She sighs briefly.
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Post by Drakorphobia on Jan 15, 2016 20:18:30 GMT
Zlasa frowned wit concern. How couldn't she be concerned? One of her dearest friends was stuck here, in potentially hostile hands. The only reason she was not ripped apart where she stood was because she was the Keltaken High Priestess. Had it not been for that.. Zlasa didn't like to think about the rest. "You could always come with me, Zara. I'm sure the Keltakens will understand. Zora may not be the peacebringer we all hoped she was, but at the very least she is not as tunnel minded as her father." Zlasa hesitantly cupped her friend's hand within her own, giving it a soft squeeze. "Please, it's not good for you to be like this."
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Post by Acruan on Jan 16, 2016 17:08:50 GMT
Looking at Zlasa's face Zara softly smiled, "Don't worry much about me friend, if needed I can find a escape, but don't forget that even if this body is the one they consider to be of their High Priestess, I'm also the Acruani Representative to them. I can't truly leave them, it is my duty in more than one way." She sighs softly putting a hand over her friend's, "If you ever do need plan on doing anything about her tendencies, do invite me for something planetside." She squeezes her hand lightly and says, "And don't worry about my virtual bit, she is always fine on her side. As for me, someone has to keep the Keltaken from becoming as chaotic as they lean towards," She smiles lightly at Zlasa, "So don't worry."
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Post by Drakorphobia on Jan 19, 2016 19:45:59 GMT
To that, Zlasa smiled lightly. She stepped away from Zara as her two guards entered the room, looking at eachother curiously. Neither could understand why the Fylkja could be so friendly with a Keltaken. "This was a pleasant meeting, Zara. Unfortunately, though. I do have a country to run. Perhaps we can see eachother soon." Zlasa bowed before turning away to the exit. "Until next time." She began to stride away.
Once reaching the hangar of the Keltaken Capitol Ship, Zlasa and her entourage of guards began entering the small Drathian transport ship. They waited until an attendant on the deck gave them a thumbs up. The ship rose from the metallic floor, and turned away from the interior of the Keltaken vessel to the ray shield wall that separated them from outer space. There was a blue flash as the Drathian ship ignited its engines, slowly passing through the barrier. A tiny wormhole, just large enough for the ship to get through, seemingly tore through the fabric of space just infront of the Drathian ship. It passed through, and was gone. Moments later, the wormhole too vanished.
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Post by Acruan on Jan 23, 2016 5:44:14 GMT
"Until next time my friend." She smiled softly back at Zlasa before bowing back to her as she saw her departing the room. Her virtual bit of course, kept watching the rest of the trip until Zlasa's own ship jumped off. If Zora were to keep with the same plans for the future, it isn't as if things would go well... but there was little she could do without breaking their whole society, for now at least.
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