Two worlds, and another.

[Exile]

Altair never realy felt like home to me. It's a cold, soulless place. Too many experiments, too much pain. Though, I suppose it's necessary. The war and all.

I only recently returned to the station after finishing one of their assignments together with Tyrian. Certain parties robbed the masters of some of their... Belongings. We were assigned to retreive them. After almost two weeks we found our target. (With quite some thanks to Tyrian's artifacts, I might add.) At least, we thought.

We found a warship. A Reaper warship. It's captain or... whatever. Archon or something, spoke to us. Long story short, he's got a proposition for the Masters. He also gave us back the...lost belongings. How they got it? Apperantly, they broke alliances and shattered skulls for it. So I'm good with that. I'm supposed to pass it on to them, or, well, to the Mistress. She'll pass it on to the Masters. (Why? Tyrian chickened out, heh.)

Whenever I was supposed to meet her, I would go to this dark, cold, empty room in Altair, close to the research labs. There were a few windows through which the dim light of one of Iota's stars shone. Just enough to show the shape of the room, but not enough to illuminate it fully.

So, yeah. There I stood. Alone, in a dark room meeting with..Well, her. She was the most common of the 'two worlded children' or 'Hybrids', as most here reffered to them. There weren't many. Around.. six or.. seven, Julie told me once. Only the most zealous an-, oh, heh, wandering off again.

Right. So I met with her. I stood there, all alone in the room, though it felt as if thousands of eyes watched me from within the walls. And then... Whispers. Quiet ones with small echos.

'You finished the assignment...'
'Ss-s-sort of, M-m-mmistress..'
'Fear knows many tones and voices..'
'App-pologies..Mistress.' I replied. She didn't like us (Us being the agents) fearing her. Atleast, one side of her didn't.
'Yes Mistress, we got the goods back.'
'Excellent....But, this is not all...'
'Correct, Mistress. The Reaper, brother of the Reaper Archon, their leader figure had a proposition for us.'
'Proposition....'

I explained the situation to her. About the Liquid Cardamine, the planet, everything. I also told her what they would get if they decided to go through with this. There was a short silence afterwards, a few moments. I think she... consulted with the other masters. After a while, the silence was interupted.

'We shall meet this... Archon.'
'Very well mistress, I shall arrange it.

I stepped out of the room and into the hallway. That wasn't so awefull. All that remained now was to inform the Reaper.

Two days from now, they'll meet.

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