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“Ah...yes I guess if we’re gone too long people get suspicious.”
Kristian had to admit, he was impressed by the excavation around him. He'd never have expected to see something like this when answering a distress call, and he definitely wasn't expecting to encounter a whole new species.
As Cezis explained her strange feeling of deja vu, Kristian started thinking.
"That's definitely strange... perhaps you lost your memory at some point? A bit far-fetched, sure, but it's a possibility. Besides, this place seems like it was built some time ago, based on the design of it. And, well, the fact you're digging it up in the first place. So there's definitely a chance that you've been here in the past."
"That's not fair! If I deserve a proper place to stay, then I'd say you do too."
“...Would they allow that? I may be an ambassador but I am also not organic.”
"We'd be alright with it on our end. Knowing the leader of a nation has its benefits, after all! There's also possible goodwill with another nation and ensuring the rights of artificial life... but there's definitely a more personal element to it."
“Perhaps...normally I’d ask if we could share a space but that would have um...plenty of misinterpretations.”
"You have a point there. Still, I wouldn't be against sharing a space for a while, heh..."
“O-Oh?” Penny turned away, blushing as she was wondering whether Heidrun was implying something.
"U-uh, you know, as like... roommates. Yeah. And only if you're cool with it."
when should we meet again? more accurately, where and how?"
- | " Perhaps but I have no recollection I do not see how I could have been here before, yet I feel as if this place is just natural to m~ " |
Before Cezis could continue with her sentence the dirt pathway beneath them would seem to give way and sink inwards further into the ground, surprised by this revelation both she and the rest of the drones around them would attempt to flee the area, with the now apparent sinkhole becoming deeper by the second, causing for the carved wall to give in and eventually fall around them as within seconds the both of them would be under dirt albiet thankfully due to the reaction of the drones.
Would be able to remain unscathed as they would cover the both of them, would still be able to hear each other, leading to Cezis to speak seeming to be in a Voice of Panic
- | " Kristian... Outsider?! Are you unharmed? " |
With the signal for him to open the door being given, the Leader would begin to Open the door to the chambers he was standing infront of before ushering them within, should they enter the room the leader would close the chamber doors behind him now plunging the room into a deep darkness.
As the Darkness within the room would Persist it would seem to them to be either quite large or hollow, as their steps along with the Leader's own Heavy steps would echo throughout, and for a brief time it would speak announcing to whatever was within the room, before one by one a series of torches would be lit around them, now beginning to Illuminate the chambers revealing it to be a type of throne room and now surrounding them to be six figures of pure Crimson seeming much larger than him.
And should the Byzantines turn to look at the leader they could see it kneeling before something that was before a voice could be heard speaking within English, the voice itself sounded quite demanding as it would begin to speak aloud by voice alone they could tell whatever before them was quite feminine although having no sight of whatever was beginning to speak to them.
- | " As if since the destruction I would have Believed your kind would have changed.. since you once did attempt to drive us out, or would have remembered those you have wronged. " |
“Oh! Yes, roommates! That’s exactly what I thought. I mean, I wouldn’t mind...it’s not like we have to worry about sharing a bathroom or something...”
The Chancellor followed his counterpart to a car which he entered when the door was opened for him.
Elias got into the seat next to Lestrange and soon the car took off. “Is this your first time in Berlin? I’d be happy to show you around the city if you have the time.”
While most of the Byzantines only speak Greek fluently, one speaks up: "We're not here to drive you out."
"Most in this new world don't know of your existence, and we've come to investigate how a group of structures in southern-central Africa transmitting distress signals spontaneously came to be. We promise that no one is here to wrong you without reason."
K2-155d | Dornish Extraterrestrial Colony | United Antillean Kingdom
Aarav Bhattacharyya looked puzzled at the Sun Wu Captain. The sudden turn of events left him stunned for a moment, but then he regained confidence and responded, this time in proficient Mandarin:
"I thank you for the sincere revelation of your intention to us, Captain", he begun. "And I thank you for your help. I'll leave it up to Officer Núñez here to coordinate the unloading of our cargo ship." He threw a reassuring glance at Núñez, gave him a thumbs-up and pointed towards Aquila II. "If it is necessary to fill out this paperwork, I shall do so. Just lead the way."
The Captain and the soon-to-be Governor of Dorne walked towards the Sun Wu spacecraft, while Núñez tried to instruct the Sun Wu soldiers on how the cargo needs to be unloaded. On their way into the spacecraft, Aarav continued:
"Oh, and by the way, the UAK has also begun colonizing another planet in the Dorado constellation. They are on TOI 700d, so if you detect any 'unusual activity' in that area, be assured that they are also associated with this mission of ours."
Borbonian mountains, Planet of Rosmerta, North Italian Space Colony of Belenos System (Kepler-62)
In the sparse and wild mountains of the continent of Borbonia a big bunker/castle entrance could be spotted by a careful eye on the side of a rocky cliff. It was the only man-made thing that could be seen for miles surrounded by the thick alien forest that characterized the Planet of Rosmerta.
On a closer glance it was clear that the Bunker was actually abandoned and decommissioned for at least 20 years. Probably a remnant of the earlier stages of colonization.
Two men climbed to the cliff. Pasquale and Rodrigo were two mobs of the infamous Rosa Nera organization that was becoming the biggest space Mafia in the area.
Rodrigo stopped and looked proudly at the thick bunker door. He addressed his buddy in a neapolitan accent "Pasqua'! This place is perfect! You were right this could be the perfect hideout for our growing organization. The Boss will love this I can feel it!"
Pasquale spitted on the ground and nodded. He was clearly on a higher rank than Rodrigo and a had a big scar running diagonally through his face passing through a cyber-implant in the left eye.
"I told you Rodrigo I know when a place looks good. This is an old super-secured military bunker the NIU would have used this to protect the shiny a*sses of royalties in case of a total space war. Almost impenetrable and far from any colonial police sbirro."
Rodrigo reached for the access panel in front of the door. The years of acid rain had rusted parts of the metal away rendering the panel easy to hack. Rodrigo was an expert in hacking that's why he went along with Pasquale. He quickly grabbed a device and joined a few cables to his portable quantum computer. He was grinning showing off his diamond encrusted tooth. "This looks easier than expected cumpà I'll open this door in a couple hours."
Pasquale nodded satisfied. "Excelent I'll call The Boss and tell him we're ready to move all the headquarters here. There will be some work to do but that'll give us a true castle ahahah".
"Yeah, that does make it a bit easier... then again, there's power to worry about."
"...seems like it. I don't feel like I'm injured, at least. Wouldn't be an excavation without some occupational hazards..."
As one of the Byzantines would finish their sentence a period of silence would was over the room before it being broken by heavy foot steps approaching them before them a set of four red eyes would begin to now be glaring at them from the darkness slowly getting closer before whatever it was would be now within the light created by the torches.
Seeming to stand quite tall over most of them and to much of their ability to see would seem to strangely enough take a Human shape and form, lacking that of clothes for a dull red exoskeleton it stood there for a period of time, before reaching down towards the one who spoke seeming to motion for them to move closer as it would speak again:
- | " And yet you claim to be explorers, people of the sun from afar lands unknown before the devastation.. And survived the silent death of the world, This i find hard to believe as you look and sound as if those attempting to destroy our genesis. "
" Yet Perhaps you are right and my fear of the past has gotten to me, should that be... What separates you from the savages that be of the rest, you look no different, sound no different and from what I can tell, Act no different so please inform me why in which your word should be taken. " |
For a brief moment of time there would be sounds of struggle coming from Cezis as she attempted to at the very most free herself from the mound of dirt over them and the drones, it was to their surprise in which the drones around them formed a barrier in which they were able to breath yet also seeming to remain unresponsive to any action they took.
Eventually leading her to stop and speak her voice now seeming more annoyed than panicked as she would speak towards him;
- | " You mean an accident? Well if anything we can breath although, The drones are likely unconscious and the ones outside are still in panic, do you have any options of getting out of here and I'm surprised your so cheery about this, why so? " |
“I admit I don’t know too much about Ascona itself, though I was hoping you could probably give me a little bit of a history lesson. Years ago, my grandfather still referred to the area as the US. Times sure have changed...”
“Ah, do not worry about that Heidi. My battery is long-term and meant to last up to three months. The Director always used to say people wished cell phones would last that long. I believe that’s a Generation Z joke.”
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