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<blockquote data-quote="Vertexx69" data-source="post: 3308851" data-attributes="member: 48854"><p><span style="color: MediumTurquoise">Serraphina thinking</span></p><p><span style="color: Blue">Serraphina talking</span></p><p><span style="color: Sienna">Jenner speaking</span></p><p></p><p></p><p>Her eyes snapped open abruptly. </p><p></p><p><span style="color: MediumTurquoise">God how I hated having to be reintergrated. How much of myself lost to the winds of the cosmos this time. I know who I am...that was something at least. But there was denfinitely something missing - and what had I been doing on the Markotian homeworld? They were such a twitchy species - but who was I then? What vast tracks of experience have I lost?</span></p><p></p><p>Serraphina DeLecort slowly sat up in the recon chamber, the familiar sites around her bringing a flood of welcomed memories. Without a thought she reached behind her ear, activating her sub-com. <span style="color: Blue">"Jenner set out the red, we're going out tonight. It seems like it's been weeks since I've been back on the town."</span> - <span style="color: Sienna">"Of course miss, and it has been."</span> Standing up from the tub, she strides from the antichamber once again completely confident in her purpose and form. Jenner's mearest touch would have ignited lesser materials, as a being of fire, but serraphina's taste was quite pragmatic. The fearsomeness of her presence reaserting itself on the universe, she dressed in her understated finery while Jenner updates her on the looming trouble at the edges of the galaxy. <span style="color: Blue">"...Yes we'll have to save the universe again, but not tonight as far as I can tell. you old djinn you."</span> Walking out of the suite, the barest edges of a smile touch her lips at the thought of a new adventure. <span style="color: Sienna">"But it could have something to do with the recent ... unpleasantness miss."</span> - <span style="color: MediumTurquoise">Of course! If you even hiccup loudly the Markot jump three feet. Something cosmic could be pushing them right over the edge ... they'll of course owe me for their assumption.</span></p><p></p><p>The Illuminated metropolis of Tarnha beamed like a jewel in the crown of Tran'sa 'Kuul, planet of night. With the sun only showing on it every fourth day, Tran'sa 'Kuul was never a center of agrarian development. But the mines flow and the clubs know no end. The people are strong and fierce and beautiful, with a hunger for the light. It's transparasteel high-rises of downtown, like uniformed spears of brilliant stars stabbing into the heavens. The roads were happily full of eager party-seekers, and it was serraday night. The scene would be mobbed, but thats the way she likes it.</p><p></p><p>Stepping from the transport in her maroon leather chained pants, she was met by a cheers and applause. Her people adored her and thats what she liked most about them. The pulse of the music drew her into the establishment with promises of adreniline and sweat - just what she needed after dying yesterday. The bouncers, standing nearly a foot taller than her, eyed her laciviously as she strode past them. Her horns shining in the multi-hololights as she wound her way through the insane asylum of writhing bodies, with smile widening to show her fangs.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Vertexx69, post: 3308851, member: 48854"] [COLOR=MediumTurquoise]Serraphina thinking[/COLOR] [COLOR=Blue]Serraphina talking[/COLOR] [COLOR=Sienna]Jenner speaking[/COLOR] Her eyes snapped open abruptly. [COLOR=MediumTurquoise]God how I hated having to be reintergrated. How much of myself lost to the winds of the cosmos this time. I know who I am...that was something at least. But there was denfinitely something missing - and what had I been doing on the Markotian homeworld? They were such a twitchy species - but who was I then? What vast tracks of experience have I lost?[/COLOR] Serraphina DeLecort slowly sat up in the recon chamber, the familiar sites around her bringing a flood of welcomed memories. Without a thought she reached behind her ear, activating her sub-com. [COLOR=Blue]"Jenner set out the red, we're going out tonight. It seems like it's been weeks since I've been back on the town."[/COLOR] - [COLOR=Sienna]"Of course miss, and it has been."[/COLOR] Standing up from the tub, she strides from the antichamber once again completely confident in her purpose and form. Jenner's mearest touch would have ignited lesser materials, as a being of fire, but serraphina's taste was quite pragmatic. The fearsomeness of her presence reaserting itself on the universe, she dressed in her understated finery while Jenner updates her on the looming trouble at the edges of the galaxy. [COLOR=Blue]"...Yes we'll have to save the universe again, but not tonight as far as I can tell. you old djinn you."[/COLOR] Walking out of the suite, the barest edges of a smile touch her lips at the thought of a new adventure. [COLOR=Sienna]"But it could have something to do with the recent ... unpleasantness miss."[/COLOR] - [COLOR=MediumTurquoise]Of course! If you even hiccup loudly the Markot jump three feet. Something cosmic could be pushing them right over the edge ... they'll of course owe me for their assumption.[/COLOR] The Illuminated metropolis of Tarnha beamed like a jewel in the crown of Tran'sa 'Kuul, planet of night. With the sun only showing on it every fourth day, Tran'sa 'Kuul was never a center of agrarian development. But the mines flow and the clubs know no end. The people are strong and fierce and beautiful, with a hunger for the light. It's transparasteel high-rises of downtown, like uniformed spears of brilliant stars stabbing into the heavens. The roads were happily full of eager party-seekers, and it was serraday night. The scene would be mobbed, but thats the way she likes it. Stepping from the transport in her maroon leather chained pants, she was met by a cheers and applause. Her people adored her and thats what she liked most about them. The pulse of the music drew her into the establishment with promises of adreniline and sweat - just what she needed after dying yesterday. The bouncers, standing nearly a foot taller than her, eyed her laciviously as she strode past them. Her horns shining in the multi-hololights as she wound her way through the insane asylum of writhing bodies, with smile widening to show her fangs. [/QUOTE]
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