#event:rose

[mar-in-space]

The Huntress Rose.

[mar-in-space]

The throne room was under control. Fires burned all around, and those who had come to challenge Queen prepped to leave. Grapevine had been stabilized and would be ok. Her arm was not savable, but she’d probably think it was cool to be missing a limb. 

While, on Mar’s ship, was the very being herself. A knife lodged in her spear as she stared the Skygon down. “You...” she hissed in a low voice, “are not what I am here for.”

She grabbed Rose by the shoulder and gave the ship one last look around. She smiled when she saw the S.A.I.L.. Then she beamed away, taking the stunned Huntress with her. 

Mar stayed hidden in the Ark for several hours. Before the remote access to S.A.I.L. made an alert sound. He answered, hoping that it was Xyre or Shadow, hell, he’d even be content with Noyrn.

“Thhisss isss thhe sssecond time you’ve essscaped, Marsss. You have sssome ssstrong friendsss.”

Mar stood there. Quietly. He forgot to breathe. And then he was beamed back to his ship without warning. He fainted when the teleport got him there. But at least everyone lived, right?

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The Ark wasn’t someplace he had seen before. But it was dark with a faint blue glow. He followed the wall and sat in a corner. He felt ill. The fight, for the moment he had seen it, was ugly. His uselessness showed during moments like this when he had to run. But that was what he was good at.

He pushed his back against the two walls and pulled his knees up to his chest. His eyes got used to the dark, he saw the statues. The guilty feeling only got stronger. Here he was, cowering. When they were out fighting his problems.

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@balancexrunes

The Throne Room.

Was empty of Floran instead, it had Dozens of full grown Ixodoom in it. They all turned to face the newcomers. Jaws clicking as the gate shut down, right after a Frazzled looking Floran burst out of it.

“Did Flor- WHAT iN QUEEN’S NAME.” 

One of the Ixodoom lunged forward towards the group, fangs ready to spit acid. (5)

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(The Huntress’s Ship)

Rose paced around her ship. Bored. Idiots always took so long to do anything. She was still listening, every word.

And by the Rot, Mars and that other one... Xyre, talked A Lot.

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The S.A.I.L. was still broken.

During all of this. Someone was listening through the broken device. In a ship far away, she laughed.

“You are so foolish, little war god.”

The Huntress Rose is temporarily open for asks.

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Mar went to check the S.A.I.L. for messages. There was one, but it was only static and hissing. He deleted it in confusion.

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S.A.I.L. crackled, static and sudden. A message played, broken and full of pops and static.

“͜L̸itt̛le ͡wa̛r̕ ͏go͞d̛~ We͝ h̢un͝t͏ f͢or͜ ̶yo͝u~҉!”̕