#homeworld verse

[sapphire-fatedtofeel-blog]

First mission

@eternallyruby Closed rp, Homeworld Verse

Sapphire folded her hands infront of her chest, listening to her orders. She was to follow a Ruby to another planet. On a ship, they’d be fairly safe. But, a guard was still assigned to the aristocratic gem. She turned her head, gazing over at the Ruby. “Is this her?” She knew the answer already. But, as the Agate that had given the mission details nodded, she turned fully towards the Ruby. “Very well. Let’s go, Ruby.”

[gemhydro]

"You're safe here." { hollybluest }

A few exhales, silence invading the air until utterly cooled off, the sat gem observed the surroundings slowly until a voice resonated in the room. ''Why am i within the medical area?, wait, who are you again?'', for all Lapis Lazuli knew, a first rebels battle occured and she'd been caught in accident into it. She shook her head, trying to push away those horrid thoughts. Except being unsure how she got found way earlier, the azure gemstone was more than glad to be back in Homeworld than alone out there.

[clunkygolem-blog]

[ @moodytopaz liked for a Starter! ]

The warp pad glowed with a bright light, and a troop of Amber gems stepped off, one after the other. Their superiors had already warped back, and they were the last to come home. The troop were marched back to their small room on the ship, where they each had a cubby of their own to stay in- much like that of a Quartz Soldier bunker. They were all tired from the day’s battle, and were ready to get some rest, and not hear from any higher-ranked gems for a while. 

Amber climbed up past a few of her comrades, and relaxed in her cubby. She sighed, stretching out as much as she could. Unlike a Quartz Soldier bunker, the Amber troops were not as rowdy tonight, and were too exhausted to partake in any horseplay with one another. 

Their tiredness didn’t stop them all from looking up at her, however, when she was called out by her full title- facet, cut and all. She, unsure of what was happening, slowly made her way down, and stepped out, the door closing behind her... 

[detroit-fordite]

(Rp with @blue-court-defense from https://blue-court-defense.tumblr.com/post/173376841381 )

Detroit heard a familiar voice and it sounded very much in distress. She looked around herself to make sure no one would notice her absence before leaving her post to investigate.

"B.Z.?" She walked up to the Zircon. "A- are you okay? What happened?"

She scrunched her face a bit, obviously trying to ignore the voices, as she was more worried about her fellow gem at the moment.

[intergalacticgems-blog]

@aquatherock

‘Guard the door and don’t move until I tell you otherwise.’ Ametrine had heard those words so many times from her Agate that she hardly even registered them anymore. Day in, day out, she stood by the same door, watching the same gems go in and out without fail. The highlight of her days was when someone who didn’t usually head inside showed up, and even then, it was just a brief flash of interest. Invariably, they had clearance, and the quartz was yet again left to stare at the same faces. She didn’t even know what lay beyond that room. By the time she got there, the doors were always closed, and she’d had it drilled into her head that she was not to look inside, lest she miss some rebel trying to sneak in while she was distracted.

Sometimes, she almost wished a rebel would show up just to break up the monotony, but if there were any left out there, they didn’t show up, again. The door swung shut, Snakeskin Agate came to fetch her, and she was brought back to the cubbies for the night. As always, Ametrine was left restless. She was one of a few gems who stayed there regularly. The others- while not unkind to her- were rarely there. Most of the cubbies were empty, their occupants off fighting wars, seeing planets she could only hope to see one day.

With a long, lingering sigh, the quartz grabbed at the edges of her cubby, ready to pull herself up, but somehow couldn’t gather the energy to do it. She slumped forward, resting her chin on the cool stone with the faintest of forlorn sighs. It echoed around her in the enclosed space, amplifying the noise, but unless her Agate came back to berate her, she couldn’t exactly bring herself to care much.