[Day 1, early morning] [Closed] Heed the Call
Who: Jenova, Sephiroth, Yazoo, Kadaj, Rufus (closed)
Where: Jenova ship, operations room
What: Rufus meets the family.
Rating: TBA, G for now.
Warnings: TBA, none for now.
Notes: For Kadaj and Rufus, continued from here.
Jenova:
Here was the heart of the ship, this silent room, illuminated dimly by lights embedded in the ceiling and the walls.
Here was where wars and conquests were planned, laid out in intricate detail on the large, square table that dominated the center of the room, where a screen flickered betweeen readouts.
Here it was that she waited, queen of all she surveyed.
Glowing, inhuman eyes studied the starmaps laid out before her, considering the next conquest. In her estimate, it was time to return to Arcadia, if only to pick up her minion. The place was entirely too quiet without him, rather lacking in vibrance, intelligence, life. Sephiroth was all very well and good, but a queen needed more than sons and heirs, she needed servitors. In addition, it was time to check on things over there. The first ships would just be arriving, if the estimates were correct.
In the meantime, however, there were introductions to be made. There was an interesting, if unstable, addition to the family. It was almost fascinating, the way that mind flickered from plan to plan, already seeking weaknesses, already seeking a way to exploit the system, to better its owner's position in this newfound hierachy. Potentially valuable. Potentially dangerous. How fun. Or, at least, momentarily entertaining.
Her consciousness stretched throughout the ship, and the very metal groaned with the force of her will, as she released the summons, drawing them together. Drawing them here. And here it was that she would plan her next move. Her next conquest.
Encased behind glass, Jenova smiled.
Where: Jenova ship, operations room
What: Rufus meets the family.
Rating: TBA, G for now.
Warnings: TBA, none for now.
Notes: For Kadaj and Rufus, continued from here.
Jenova:
Here was the heart of the ship, this silent room, illuminated dimly by lights embedded in the ceiling and the walls.
Here was where wars and conquests were planned, laid out in intricate detail on the large, square table that dominated the center of the room, where a screen flickered betweeen readouts.
Here it was that she waited, queen of all she surveyed.
Glowing, inhuman eyes studied the starmaps laid out before her, considering the next conquest. In her estimate, it was time to return to Arcadia, if only to pick up her minion. The place was entirely too quiet without him, rather lacking in vibrance, intelligence, life. Sephiroth was all very well and good, but a queen needed more than sons and heirs, she needed servitors. In addition, it was time to check on things over there. The first ships would just be arriving, if the estimates were correct.
In the meantime, however, there were introductions to be made. There was an interesting, if unstable, addition to the family. It was almost fascinating, the way that mind flickered from plan to plan, already seeking weaknesses, already seeking a way to exploit the system, to better its owner's position in this newfound hierachy. Potentially valuable. Potentially dangerous. How fun. Or, at least, momentarily entertaining.
Her consciousness stretched throughout the ship, and the very metal groaned with the force of her will, as she released the summons, drawing them together. Drawing them here. And here it was that she would plan her next move. Her next conquest.
Encased behind glass, Jenova smiled.