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September 1st, OE 102 Prosperity Outskirts 3:18 PM It hadn't changed at all. The wind rustled her hair, dust lapping at the end of her boots as Eris Pseudea moved past the creaky, wooden gate. The mid-day sun hung over the ranch, located just outside of Prosperity. Behind her, the gangly...

"And there it is." As the Gunleon turned into a miniature supernova, cracks were sent snaking across the Lunar surface in all directions... and an unseen observer lingered, just out of sight. A pair of emerald eyes beneath a dark, angular head, like a metallic crow perched obnoxiously just out...

"What I mean is, it seems different from what I've been researching so far." With a soft fwump, Eliza extended a plastic umbrella. It was clear, with cartoony-looking lions doodled across its surface. With some effort, she rose up on her toes, trying to extend it over Ana - but quickly gave up...

UE ??? Time: Unknown The Center of the Universe (?) A sea of faces, all of them like her own, all standing to attention. Observers, doing what they - what she - had been designed for: recording, cataloguing, inspecting. A sphere of jet black in a sea of white. That was what her "eyes"...

"Ggggkrrrrr..." Ze'ev opened his mouth to answer Sedna's question - but it turned out he didn't need to. Had it always been there? Just waiting, watching their approach? Or was it much as its taut, muscular form indicated - a predator, and they, the prey? A pair of glowing red eyes leered at...

"What?!" Eliza's eyes went wide as something massive, dark and avian burst into view, blocking her path. The Dynamic General bolted to the right, swinging its body away from the oncoming impact - but it never came. Instead, with almost inhuman agility, it bolted up into the sky, letting death...

August 28th, OE 102 Mars Airspace En route to Deimos Five days of silence had reigned across the communications array of the Valstork in its lonely mission as it crested the void, like a silver arrow cast from the blue planet in defiance of the red. Not a soul had passed them on the way back...

August 28th, OE 102 Bunker 48 Factory Area Residence of Exiled Former Lord Thane Ashford 9:09 PM It could hardly be called the executive suite. As the artificial evening settled in among the Colonies, at least one area remained quiet in comparison to the ceaseless, factorial churning of its...

September 5th, OE 102 A great scar, sliced across the stomach of the Moon. The Lunar Maw, from whence all EOT had come, and still more was excavated every day. Metallic forms scrambled out of its way, the once colossal mining equipment rigs that had littered its surface now conspicuously clear...

Morta listened with mild interest, cocking an eyebrow at the woman's strange bout of resolution. It was a refreshing change, she thought, from Decima - but there were still aspects of this... entity... that were reminiscent of her. "Let's go, then." She said, sofly. And then, she added...

"One hundred years ago, on the other side of this galaxy... There was a catastrophe." Morta once more nodded along with Remedy's words. What was there to hide, at this point? Would destroying this woman before her soothe her need for vengeance? No. Something more was afoot, like the sensation...

"Wherever we went, "You" would appear... Trying to protect the worlds we ravaged. It was like that... for a long time." If Morta bore Remedy any ill will, it seemed to be muted. Rather, she seemed almost happy to be asked to do something semi-politely. The Garberus tilted its head back...

(Murderers...) Eliza's brow furrowed as Sigrid spat flame at the two of them - but her mouth was sealed. That accusation wasn't her to answer... or, was it? Here she was, after all, fighting for those very same murderers. For a grudge that wasn't hers. Why? Because she wanted to protect Anna...

February 11th, OE 102 8:00 PM DST L4 Shoal Zone Some places, not even the Space Pirates would tread. The outskirts of L4 had been subject to numerous cleanup efforts over the course of the years, but never had they been full-throated. The looming half-cylinder of a semi-completed Colony...

A looming presence, filled the air. An oppressive stirring, like a buildup of static electricity in the air that prickled the back of the neck, or a great shadow being cast that blocked out the very sun. Distance was meaningless in this realm, but perhaps without thinking, they had since their...

"...It's something that turned up during my research, that's all." Eliza gave a shrug, folding the drawing and putting it back in her pocket for later. Her expression matched Anna's, and the sight of the two, with their differing statures, caused more than one individual they passed in the...

"Terminus Blaster!" With a dizzying snapping of parts, the Garberus swung an impressive looking barrel over its head, discharging a potent, burning beam of plasma at the wounded Custos. It splattered against the barrier, the beast still trying to rise to its feet - before the grenade from...

The clouds darkened, as the minutes passed. A raindrop fell on the Legerior's shoulder. Then, another. It wasn't long before a steady pitter-patter was beating down upon the machine's brow and shoulders, as if the heavens themselves were absolving her of her sins. A lemming at her feet darted...

A picture flashed up on the closest monitor. A red haired woman with sharp European features, clearly taken from a distance via some fashion of surveillance drone. A second one was laid next to it, a formal military profile picture, the same woman in full uniform, and looking a lot less tawdry...

As the Arbit Blaster punched out, the response from the Custos was swift. Once again it attempted to separate, three constituent parts starting to break away, trying to move back into the safety of subspace - but this time, they lacked the element of surprise, and the smoke billowing from their...