Post by Demalia on Jun 20, 2017 21:46:36 GMT -5
(OOC: This takes place after A Merchant's Wares)
Demalia packed the last of her belongings away in her capsules and headed over towards the spaceport where the Triad had been docked. Things had been more productive then she had expected them to be. Not that she expected any of the items she was looking for to be hard to get. Acquiring what she needed to make more advanced equipment was a given. It was the information that was a bit more of an unknown. She didn't expect to get anything on the Illusive Man. She did get much more then she expected with her conversations with the Brenchian Rukia though.
Her interactions with the other scientist were very engaging. It was nice to have a conversation with someone who actually understood more complicated terminology. As opposed to the other conversations she had lately, which were either with someone at least a little bit below her intellect. Many of them had also been rather hostile too. She hoped that it wasn't going to become a norm. She had enough of her life being being threatened. Although Demalia suspected that her encounter with Onato wasn't going to be the last time she would be put in danger.
Demalia finished the rest of her preparations and got into the cockpit of her ship. Not only did she get some supplies she needed, but she also made a new friend. At least, she thought she made a friend anyway. She didn't know exactly what Rukia considered her to be. Regardless, they could keep in contact with one another now. Once she got clearance, Demalia took off and headed back to Planet Plant. There was much that she had to do once she returned. The Triad took off, flying out of the atmosphere and back into the deep reaches of space once more. With the press of a button, the ship vanished from sight.
Her journey back to planet would be untraceable. Well, almost untraceable. Demalia was sure that there was one person who could track her. For the time being anyway. Demalia was fairly certain he was tracking her energy signature somehow. She would get better at suppressing her energy. One day she hoped to disappear from even his radar. She didn't like the idea of him watching her every movement. She would just have to put up with it for the time being. As long as she didn't do anything wrong, she had nothing to fear.
[WC=415]
Departure Thread. Will take Zeni for this.
Demalia packed the last of her belongings away in her capsules and headed over towards the spaceport where the Triad had been docked. Things had been more productive then she had expected them to be. Not that she expected any of the items she was looking for to be hard to get. Acquiring what she needed to make more advanced equipment was a given. It was the information that was a bit more of an unknown. She didn't expect to get anything on the Illusive Man. She did get much more then she expected with her conversations with the Brenchian Rukia though.
Her interactions with the other scientist were very engaging. It was nice to have a conversation with someone who actually understood more complicated terminology. As opposed to the other conversations she had lately, which were either with someone at least a little bit below her intellect. Many of them had also been rather hostile too. She hoped that it wasn't going to become a norm. She had enough of her life being being threatened. Although Demalia suspected that her encounter with Onato wasn't going to be the last time she would be put in danger.
Demalia finished the rest of her preparations and got into the cockpit of her ship. Not only did she get some supplies she needed, but she also made a new friend. At least, she thought she made a friend anyway. She didn't know exactly what Rukia considered her to be. Regardless, they could keep in contact with one another now. Once she got clearance, Demalia took off and headed back to Planet Plant. There was much that she had to do once she returned. The Triad took off, flying out of the atmosphere and back into the deep reaches of space once more. With the press of a button, the ship vanished from sight.
Her journey back to planet would be untraceable. Well, almost untraceable. Demalia was sure that there was one person who could track her. For the time being anyway. Demalia was fairly certain he was tracking her energy signature somehow. She would get better at suppressing her energy. One day she hoped to disappear from even his radar. She didn't like the idea of him watching her every movement. She would just have to put up with it for the time being. As long as she didn't do anything wrong, she had nothing to fear.
[WC=415]
Departure Thread. Will take Zeni for this.
