RP Storm Watch


The Ancient One
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Storm Watch

Former Minatu Empire Embassy - Ayenee Capital City

Nira and Lithia had arrived from the Akina System in the Kikyo Sector of the Kagami Galaxy a few weeks before. They had spent time making observations, optical images, and recordings of the massive tide of U'rstholloshan under the command of Minjun Kiri into the Surrune region of the planet. With the prospect of those forces on the move, and the need for better connections to send information to Airwin Caeyara and the Star Army the duo and their remnant crew decided to set up in the former embassy of the Minatu Empire. The avoidance of the incoming forces in the capital was interesting and concerning. Nira couldn't figure out why it was that an obviously superior force, with the sheer level of domination, didn't just bombard the planet from orbit. They wanted something, and that was obvious - the question was what. He also knew it was very likely that he, Lithia, and their crew had already been made even if they had not shown any opposition, it was no secret they were Caeyara and loyal to Airwin. Nira had begun to contemplate why he had not just joined SAINT, it appeared he was doing the job anyway as he ensured information was sent back to Airwin who undoubtedly had begun to share with their hosts within the Yamatai Star Empire. Messages piggybacked on remnant MERN stealth satellites, hyperspace relays and other hubs that had survived the fall were a gamble the Kiri after all had designed most of the technology.

Wars deceived their venues and Nira knew that as he leaned against the frame of the massive window which overlooked the Capital. There would be those who questioned the lights on, the Empire that had once dominated the stars was but ashes of remnants. Most had moved on to Tsenlan within the safe cradle of Yamatai. In the past Nira would have had an army of his own, but now he had Lithia and a small crew that was not ready to settle down in safety that had joined him following his meeting with Airwin. "I wonder what the perspective is from up there," he couldn't help but take in the magnificent yet terrifying sight of the Leviathans close enough to Ayenee that they were visible within the night sky. "I think they enjoy the fact this world can see them, like an omen in the night sky. Surely some of the primitives believe their gods have returned to them," he said in observation, unsure if Lithia was even listening to his thoughts and considerations.


Former Minatu Empire Embassy, Ayenee Capital City

"We know the view from up there. The shoe is just on another foot," Lithia reminded him, a fresh steaming cup of tea in her hand which she offered him when she joined him at the window. "This is the view the Laeyaians seen, those from Ayem'vu and other worlds seen as we once committed these same actions," she clarified, "I'm terrified," she admitted as she took a sip from her own cup and nested herself against him. She diverted her eyes from the skyward view and more towards the glistening skyscrapers of the capital. There was no doubt Minjun had agents of his own there. Just because their main forces had avoided the city so far, didn't mean there would not be some kind of recourse for them being holed up there.

Nira accepted the tea and took a rather deep sip of the hot liquid. He kept his other hand propped around her petite frame, and said with an encouraged tone, "Fear not, in the end, things will come to be as they are meant to be. We just have to keep a low profile until Airwin or the Star Army decides on the best course of action. I believe though any direct confrontation would be in vain, anyone who denies the supremacy of these forces which have come is a fool. Koshiro and Xytrinah and their son, are without a doubt the most competent opposition, and even their enemies should have respect for what they are capable of," he said, then paused before he continued, "We're here to observe, I doubt anyone saves the primitives will want a war," he suggested before another sip of the hot liquid.
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