In Exile...
Jianni Sotaku & Seriphyn Inhonores
The figure waited alone, this world no longer held any love for her. She had become something different, and she had been persecuted because of it.
Her father had kept the dissenters in check once upon a time, but he was gone now – and her enemies had seized the moment, taking advantage of the power gap, turning the once loyal underlings against their rightful ruler. The great Sotaku Estate was crumbling, a centuries old bloodline of noble rulers, a line of valiant leaders who had steered their people through both war and famine had been reduced to a single woman.
It was her love for them that destroyed her. Jianni had the implants installed for them, she had overcome death for them. It was for their culture that she persisted, and it was now that culture that had persecuted her.
Lirsautton was her home, but this enclave was different from her Estate. This was the home of progressionists – a place where people like her could be accepted. But that was not why she stayed, this was to be her escape. The spaceport she climbed still loomed overhead – it, like the rest of this Jin-Mei metropolis, with futile architectural aspirations to match that of the Gallente, was something she had never wanted on her world. Yet, now it was this consuming future that saved her from her beloved traditional past.
She didn't laugh at the irony, she didn't cry at all that was to be lost. Such insights into her mind did not befit a Matriarch of the grand Jin-Mei race. They could take away her land, her people, her life. But they could not take away her blood, she was Sang Do, she would persist.
The stars of the night sky were the target of her gaze, from one of them her ticket off this newly hostile world would come.
Something started to pass through the atmosphere – as if one of the stars had fallen at her behest to grant her wish for asylum, for the freedom of a Federation she had once avoided. The fine lines of Federal ship design began to take shape from the formless streak across the sky – it's hull plating matching that of the hybrid city.
He must have trusted her a great deal. Considering they had only spoken through a copy of her mind installed into the implants of a newly connected capsuleer. It wasn't a trick she was proud of, taking control of an innocent naval recruit, but the continuance of her bloodline was paramount to the mental stability of one nobody. After all, from all reports – she hadn't stayed long enough to alter his neural patterns anyway. No harm, no foul. He did a great service to the history of her people, even if he was not aware of it – if anything, he should feel honoured. “Seriphyn.”
The dropship touched down soon enough. Its design was pretty stock, and while unmistakably Gallente, it possessed no livery of any kind, making it wholly anonymous. The ramp opened up onto the landing platform once the engines had erratically cooled to a gentle whine, a hooded Seriphyn descending with a group of anonymous escorts, heading across the walkway to Jianni while his Gallentean military robes blew ferociously in the wind.
The journey here brought much thought to his mind. He was not entirely sure why he agreed to it without batting an eyelid, but he did not particularly care either. Jianni was instrumental as his personal pretty face during the latter half of 111, and he was confident she could put those energies into combating the menace that lurked in the shadows above them. These thoughts, however, were distracted by the city they were suspended above, countless storeys high.
It did not suffer too heavily in the civil war,but Seriphyn remembered being here a few years ago. He certainly did not recall it being possible to have your two feet on a surface and be this high up. The distant gunfire and artillery was absent, replaced with the natural ambience of this urban jungle. The man did not want to spend too much time here, or even open his mouth to speak. He simply hurriedly gestured Jianni onto the ship, before boarding as quickly as he arrived.
The ship was a welcome reprieve from the winds the buffeted the sky high platform that Jianni had waited on. She was safe now, free to make her own decisions once more. She had given Seriphyn nothing more then a brief nod, her mouth forming a word of thanks. That would be enough for now, they would have plenty of time to talk later, eternity was now there's to have again.
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