Synthetic Shaper
Time: Early Morning
Dialogue Legend: <<Ghoul-Speak>> │ “Galactic Basic”
Equipment: Frostfire Azalea │ Purifying Lash │ Freezing Fates
Tag: Eira Dyn
Kass City had been devastated. In the aftermath of the raid by the Lightsworn, much of the city’s infrastructure was left destroyed or damaged by opportunistic cells of Ashlan rebels that had taken advantage of the attack to enact their terrorist agendas. While many of the rebels had since been hunted down, the destruction that they had inflicted upon the city struck a humiliating mark across the urban landscape, even as repairs quickly went underway.
Thus, as the gunship flew by the spires of the Sith Citadel, many of which bore scars from the raid, Phaelissia gaze upon the structures therein with a cold, icy stare, her synthetic eyes unblinking as her lips were pursed tightly together. However, in spite of her anger at the corruption of what had previously stood as a dogged symbol of Kainite resilience, the Aetharian did not pull her attention away from the Citadel until it fell out of view a few minutes later, at which point the gunship had arrived at her destination.
Fortress Ultima.
Disembarking from the gunship’s passenger bay as soon as it touched down, Phaelissia wasted no time as she made her way into the military base. Once inside, the short-statured Cipher Agent swiftly made her way to her assigned conference room, passing rows of marching soldiers clad in red and black armor as she did. Their presence was a consequence of the high readiness levels that were still being maintained even after the Lightsworn raid had concluded, owing to the fact that a few Ashlan rebel cells remained hidden within the city, while most others had retreated deep into the jungles.
It was the latter groups that Phaelissia and a Sith Acolyte who she had yet to meet had been tasked with neutralizing.
Soon, Phaelissia arrived inside the conference room, more than a few minutes early. While she had spent most of the night before preparing her briefing, the Aetharian could not hold back the crimson flush that came over her features as she waited for the Sith to arrive. The emotion that might have triggered it—anxiety—was not one she felt often. However, in this case, where she was expected to take the lead on a mission with a Sith, even one that was just an Acolyte, the uncertainty caused her to blink excessively, even when her synthetic eyes no longer truly needed to do so.
Nevertheless, Phaelissia quickly steadied herself and turned on the holoprojector at the center of the room, bringing up a holographic map of the Malignant Bog. In the moments that followed, the Aetharian allowed herself to slip into a brief Flashback trance as she reviewed the details of her briefing.
Then, just as Phaelissia finished going over her information, the door to the conference room slid open.
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