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Voting closed: January 04, 2021, 02:28:47 am

[19_EgarAlnis]

Are we fighting her or talking with her?

[ZBridges]

If we're sure that we've neutralized her for the moment, I suppose we might as well talk to her, and also bring her to somewhere more open while we're at it, just in case.

[19_EgarAlnis]

I am unsure.

[ZBridges]

I'll wait for my colleagues to weigh in. I'm not sure if moving her somewhere else is supposed to be a ploy or not. It seems strange that she would be worried about damage to the building...

[Eschar]

Perhaps her words regarding this building were merely taunting out willingness to fight her.

[ZBridges]

Perhaps this is unwise, but after some initial pettiness, I sort of feel like sparing her for the moment. She may be a useful source of information.

Also... by what name should I call you?

[VoidSlayer]

There is no talking with her that is not us dominating her mind.  If you think you can pull that off then talking is smart, force her to yield and we have a powerful tool.

Decapitation is a more useful tool.  With control over heat you could melt the neck and pull severing the head off.  She defended it heavily once it is important to keep herself attached.

Separating hydrogen from oxygen inside a body can also be quite painful if she is mostly organic.  This can be done at the same time as other physical actions.

She may have dust we could forcibly steal though doing such while there is still a will should be hard.  Cannibalism is generally frowned on though.

She has given a gift though, at least we have a long term goal of getting off this rock.  Nothing here can take on an empyrial fleet, even the paltry ones of this time.

[ZBridges]

Yes, not even we could take on such a fleet, and we are wanted by the Empyreal Navy. In fact, we may be the most notorious criminal in the galaxy. If they find us, they will kill us.

[Superdorf]

[hl:20!]

Spoiler: Status (click to show/hide)

You are Pheobe Gainer AKA Alphira
Local Time: [0300] 11/21/2011
Personal Time: 5 months
Empyreal Time: NO NETWORK CONNECTION.

Cohesion: 70%
You are satiated

Did we just get our arm back?


Ah, Iyal... you were a lie, then. We took you in, and you knew we would, and you were a lie. What a vile worm you are.
This creature has little interest, I expect, in the preservation of this structure-- we cannot say the same, and well this creature knows it. A bluff, perhaps...  I wonder. We need intel.

Did Alphira ever do battle with members of this Line?

Keep that grip of fire tight, ready to burn away the neck of our enemy should the need arise. "[Have you a better idea, snake?]"

[VoidSlayer]

Okay, I have two plans on how to defeat the fleet.  The first involves detonating the central star of this system though.  Control of hydrogen is fun.

Also did not recognize you Constantine, names like superdorf are so much more fun!

Spoiler: For those interested. (click to show/hide)

You were a young soldier at the very beginning of the War of Reclamation. There were no great Gates then, no faster than light transportation between systems. Every battlefield, you soon came to learn, was separated by hundreds of years of cryogenic sleep. Every new planet separated you from friends and lovers. The Wife and Child you left behind were likely dead by the first time you ever killed anyone.

However, your resolve never faltered. You gave your all to the nascent Endless Empyre. From Officer, to General, to Puppet Emperor-- until at last, you were called to the Emperor's side. You met with Sol, for the first and last time. She didn't speak much, simply examining you, but you were struck by her form, and could not truly look upon it-- as well as the willpower that rivaled the Empress' own. It nearly tore you apart to stand before both of them.

You were gifted with Sol's Line, and she taught you much. On seven wings of black fire, you soared over innumerable planets. You were known as the Void Slayer, conquerer of millions of wayward worlds, leader of a fleet to rival Sol's own. You knew how to rip apart space and time itself and bend it to your will.

You do not remember how you died. Only the Emperess holding you gently and weeping over your broken form, a pale hand upon your bloodstained cheek.

You taught the next heir of the Line as well as you could, but the Empyre was different. No longer filled with the great wars of your past. But your strength, and Sol's own, persisted through Time.

More immediately: We might want to ask which noble she represents, why they sided with the usurper and all that.

[The Canadian kitten]

What would the second plan involve?

[19_EgarAlnis]

"[Our primary purpose is the same.]" She answers, gently, her fingers flexing as her nervous system heals. "[I have no quarrel with Humanity-- and destruction of this shelter would doom these survivors.]"

"[We speak as equals, as two Descendents should. Combat and will. Speech and power.]" Iyal offers, gently, with a smile.

"[Who do you represent, if we are to truly fight?]" You question.

"[Magnus, a noble scion -- he has taken an interest in you. I do not care about any usurpers, or the accusation leveled by Alphias. Or the war that resulted.]"

Some. But each of our kind is unique in how we wield our tools. Creativity and will often wins out. Most fights, when they occur, are either stalemates or deathless victories. Alphias conquered many to his side that way. True victory lies in adding their will to ours freely, in service or friendship -- total destruction of the other is a waste, but not rare.

Where your stump was, now your will is there, twisting hydrogen fire into a burning, clawed hand. You took the design from an Infected beast you once saw, and it roils with heat.

[ZBridges]

"[What are your intentions for me?]"

[19_EgarAlnis]

"[I do not know. My intention was to keep you alive, as a puppet, until Magnus arrives. A show of Will to keep you in line -- but you're no longer a scared little girl.]"

[ZBridges]

["If I agree to meet with your master when he arrives, can we avoid a fight for the moment?"]