The city is quiet, calm, as it only gets when most of her inhabitants are asleep. She's not interested in most of them, though, just aware of them as a constant background - but one woman, she watches, asleep in an otherwise empty and bare room, lacking the personal touches most inhabited rooms had - there were papers spread out on the desk, yes, ( Read more... )

She'd taken a corner table in the mess hall, where she could keep her back to the wall and observe everyone. It was a waste of resources, she knew, keeping the avatar running, but there was something...new, refreshing, different, about taking human form, and at her age, she needed a little change. Her hand curls almost defensively around her mug ( Read more... )

She watches him sleep, alone in his bed, a carefree smile on his face. She wonders what he's dreaming about. A simple touch could look into his mind, she could see for herself - but somehow she prefers to wonder, prefers the mystery ( Read more... )

Around 150 Earth years before the abandonment of Atlantis - during the war with the WraithCity emergency shutdown activated - authorization of Deputy Archemon Tesheran, circumstances explained as follows, in his words (the Deputy Archemon begs forgiveness for his terseness, he has not slept in six days and has little time to complete the record as ( Read more... )

The city never forgets.She'd been drifting in and out of some sort of slumber, the closest a sentient city could come to dreaming, for thousands of years on the ocean floor. She had a shield to regulate, a single life form to keep alive in suspended animation, nothing else to occupy her programming ( Read more... )

Approximately 100 Earth years after the creation of AtlantisIt has been established by a tribunal consisting of five Elders that the details of the case are as follows ( Read more... )