(In response to the goings on in this thread: http://rdi.dragonsmark.com/forums/viewtopic.php"t=32580
T'Barack Opalith, Negzarcurgis
"I have just sent over the final transmission from the Katt-Unit before it was rendered inoperable." Grey's voice, much like Renna's, was however much younger. Prepubescent almost. But in this instance" Grey sounded" Disappointed.
Annoyed.
"I have received it. Don't you worry?" Renna stood in the center of her throne room, surrounded by the naked, writhing floor of her own flesh and blood.
Stepping over the fornicating forms of her clones, Renna idly swerved her way over the panting, moaning bodies, her eyes intent on the wall at the other end of the room, opposite her podium and seat of power.
"Well I hope you find some kind of use for it. Part of the stream was scrambled, but we put that down to whatever shielding Edward had in place in a piss poor attempt to cut our connection." "The data is partially corrupted, but I have what I need." Renna drank in the view as the wall slipped open to reveal the outside world beyond T"Barack Opalith's walls. "Everything went as it was meant to."
The scene itself was from an interstellar hellscape, where the clouds of thickest of ink swirled together, coalescing into a twirling, though oddly calm hurricane that finally breaks apart at the maelstrom's long trails, revealing the billions of stars beyond its very thin and fragile atmosphere that was held together by a visible, shimmering transparent film that stretched on into the horizon.
The randomicity of the weather; never once stabilizing even for a second, was met with the endless twilight that the wasteland was cast in. Where most planets observed a reddish tinge to their sky, here, there was only the overcast of a dim, dark purple.
Grey's transmission crackled. "....And experimenting with a newly upgraded strain of the Manticore was needed in this particular instance?"
"No one could have destroyed this new strain?" Renna's tongue lapped about her lips, drooling leaking down her chin. "Except Edward, of course" And when it his dear little Katt involved" Nothing would had stopped his success in thwarting my' evil, little plan."
There was an awkward silence from the comms. "You used him to reveal the flaws?"
"Don't I always" And my clones are already implementing the improvements to our genetic structure. It will take many months of alteration, but," she lifted a hand up to her face, then clenched it into a tight fist, smirking a wild, fanged smile, "I will look forward to feeling the results."
Grey's voice lowered. "And what about my team?"
"Such improvements will be made to that band of? rejects, don't you worry. It may be too soon for me to say it but, those idiots are pivotal to my presence in Rhy'din."
"I think you've been making your presence quite known without us having to move. Is it wise for you to keep sending your superior stock with such wanton abandon' One of the Manticore units has been captured by a rogue team we do not recognize" do you want us to move to reclaim it, or...?"
"No. Let them have her; I will enjoy the results of their failure. Besides, I am far too amused by their conversations with that unit to even bother."
"As you wish, One."
"Thank you for your usual report, Grey. I want all targets observed. Seven days a week" twenty-four hours a day' I want that' Pepper" Whatever it is that redundant unit calls itself now, to implement the Cloud in sector Five through to Seven. Complete blackout on all communications on our Network." Renna slowly unclenched her fist and then moved a hand to touch her fingertips to her neck, prodding the area as if it were sore.
"Is there anything else you need of me?"
Renna sighed softly as she abruptly cut the communications short, not warranting Grey with an answer. Besides, she had other things, or, rather" someone else on her mind.
You listen t'me. Ah want ya t'get a real good look at dis face.
Those words echoed around her, bleeding from the living walls of her Fortress; as if the sound of his voice animated from the very foundations itself.
"I'm looking, Edward..." She extended her other hand out, as if caressing a face before her that was simply not there.
Ah've killed ya before, an' guess what"
"Yes..." Renna moaned, the hand around her own neck clenching so that her words were a restrained wheeze. "You have?"
Ah'm gonna do it again.
Tilting back head, Renna released a body quaking scream, mixed with a terrifying cackle, her legs buckling below her as she fell into a jibbering heap. Her eyes fell to the growing pool of liquid below her as her tongue hung out from her wide open, lustful smile.
Running a hand through her hair, Renna giggled to herself. "Do it again, Edward," she whispered, 'do it again...?
T'Barack Opalith, Negzarcurgis
"I have just sent over the final transmission from the Katt-Unit before it was rendered inoperable." Grey's voice, much like Renna's, was however much younger. Prepubescent almost. But in this instance" Grey sounded" Disappointed.
Annoyed.
"I have received it. Don't you worry?" Renna stood in the center of her throne room, surrounded by the naked, writhing floor of her own flesh and blood.
Stepping over the fornicating forms of her clones, Renna idly swerved her way over the panting, moaning bodies, her eyes intent on the wall at the other end of the room, opposite her podium and seat of power.
"Well I hope you find some kind of use for it. Part of the stream was scrambled, but we put that down to whatever shielding Edward had in place in a piss poor attempt to cut our connection." "The data is partially corrupted, but I have what I need." Renna drank in the view as the wall slipped open to reveal the outside world beyond T"Barack Opalith's walls. "Everything went as it was meant to."
The scene itself was from an interstellar hellscape, where the clouds of thickest of ink swirled together, coalescing into a twirling, though oddly calm hurricane that finally breaks apart at the maelstrom's long trails, revealing the billions of stars beyond its very thin and fragile atmosphere that was held together by a visible, shimmering transparent film that stretched on into the horizon.
The randomicity of the weather; never once stabilizing even for a second, was met with the endless twilight that the wasteland was cast in. Where most planets observed a reddish tinge to their sky, here, there was only the overcast of a dim, dark purple.
Grey's transmission crackled. "....And experimenting with a newly upgraded strain of the Manticore was needed in this particular instance?"
"No one could have destroyed this new strain?" Renna's tongue lapped about her lips, drooling leaking down her chin. "Except Edward, of course" And when it his dear little Katt involved" Nothing would had stopped his success in thwarting my' evil, little plan."
There was an awkward silence from the comms. "You used him to reveal the flaws?"
"Don't I always" And my clones are already implementing the improvements to our genetic structure. It will take many months of alteration, but," she lifted a hand up to her face, then clenched it into a tight fist, smirking a wild, fanged smile, "I will look forward to feeling the results."
Grey's voice lowered. "And what about my team?"
"Such improvements will be made to that band of? rejects, don't you worry. It may be too soon for me to say it but, those idiots are pivotal to my presence in Rhy'din."
"I think you've been making your presence quite known without us having to move. Is it wise for you to keep sending your superior stock with such wanton abandon' One of the Manticore units has been captured by a rogue team we do not recognize" do you want us to move to reclaim it, or...?"
"No. Let them have her; I will enjoy the results of their failure. Besides, I am far too amused by their conversations with that unit to even bother."
"As you wish, One."
"Thank you for your usual report, Grey. I want all targets observed. Seven days a week" twenty-four hours a day' I want that' Pepper" Whatever it is that redundant unit calls itself now, to implement the Cloud in sector Five through to Seven. Complete blackout on all communications on our Network." Renna slowly unclenched her fist and then moved a hand to touch her fingertips to her neck, prodding the area as if it were sore.
"Is there anything else you need of me?"
Renna sighed softly as she abruptly cut the communications short, not warranting Grey with an answer. Besides, she had other things, or, rather" someone else on her mind.
You listen t'me. Ah want ya t'get a real good look at dis face.
Those words echoed around her, bleeding from the living walls of her Fortress; as if the sound of his voice animated from the very foundations itself.
"I'm looking, Edward..." She extended her other hand out, as if caressing a face before her that was simply not there.
Ah've killed ya before, an' guess what"
"Yes..." Renna moaned, the hand around her own neck clenching so that her words were a restrained wheeze. "You have?"
Ah'm gonna do it again.
Tilting back head, Renna released a body quaking scream, mixed with a terrifying cackle, her legs buckling below her as she fell into a jibbering heap. Her eyes fell to the growing pool of liquid below her as her tongue hung out from her wide open, lustful smile.
Running a hand through her hair, Renna giggled to herself. "Do it again, Edward," she whispered, 'do it again...?