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The Director
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The Inner Empire
a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by DemiKara
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Leader of the Traveler Nation, assumes many shapes.
So begins...
The Director's Story
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The alarms did not ring, the guards were not alerted, and any attempt to do so would fail, thanks to a little bit of wire cutting by a pair of mice. The man was there, not loudly, not obviously. He merely stood where once nothing stood. He was light skinned, with a shock of pitch black hair, and odd glowing eyes. "Archduchess, I believe we need to speak." No warning.
Nothing.
Nothing.
"You may call me The Director." He said pleasantly. "And your ships have unauthorized technology on them." He sounded very pleasant. "The Erutins, after all, no longer govern the use of the Traveler's Jump." He smiled slightly. "I would't touch the gun. And attempts to summon your guards won't work. The cameras see you working at your desk. The guards are not...able to be summoned."
"No doubt that the former Empress...Lady Thistle is it? has complained that the Traveler division is missing? We claimed a solar system. Five planets. While we don't take back what you have developed, I would not develop further on it." The director seemed perfectly calm. "You have a family, correct? Camille, Todd, Adam, Ellis, Randal, and wee sweet Linde?" The man shrugged. "You are highly protected? Are they?"
The Director smiled. "Alpha team, please prepare." He said and smirkedslightly. "Ready to secure the scientists." The Director seemed to speak into thin air, then tapped her ear. "Direct mental link. Required to be a Traveler." She smiled slightly. "Wing had one too. Thistle...lacks."
"Alpha team, secure the first group." He said and didn't respond to Redwing. The man merely stood there, wrist held loosely behind him in the other hand He waited patiently. There were seven other groups prepared to go. He had time, and was clad in full armor, so wasn't too worried about being shot. "Beta team, ready."
"I worship nothing. My people might, they are free to. But as for myself? I worship no man, no woman, no supposed god or goddess." He shrugged, pleased he had gotten under Liese's skin. "I will admit he was a great man...who should have been dead a very long time ago. Many hundreds of years ago." The director smirked. "As he was a man...with an artificial life."
"Mine already are." He admitted. "Four little girls, infiltrating already. Sweet little things." He said, pleased. "Your public school systems are very strict. I admit that one of the original five died." He didn't seem bothered. "Killed two with that one, but oh well. I can always have more."
"Shot? Not likely, considering they are all older and graduate soon. They've been registered sense birth...or the children who they took over for have been." He shrugged. "The Erutin nation was weak. Grew weak. Colonization is our culture, and that Empress Wing was seduced by your former monarch...a sad fact. Beta, dispose."
This was entirely too much fun, and the weak point was entirely too much fun to poke at. If he didn't watch it. "Gamma, secure." He had to be patient, that was for sure.
And that was what he had been waiting for! His cue to leave! He left, the shot splashing over his armor and scorching it badly as he did so. Always pleasant dealing with the Belkans. The buttons were damned obvious to push, and it was absolutely delicious.
The setting changes from The Core Worlds to New Dev Eru
Planet Sunswept was well within the Imperial Remnant of the Belkan controlled states and had peacefully agreed to follow the new Empress without a shot fired, the thought of doing anything else far from their minds. Indeed, here, the Belkans had been welcomed as oddities, but interesting enough ones that most didn't mind their presence on the planet at all.
It was a beautiful green planet, almost purely agricultural, minus a fe tropical paradise areas, where resorts for the planets residents operated. The capital city was peaceful, a pleasant place, as far as an occupied country was, and the Belkan soldiers were treated with much respect here. Indeed, there were fireworks and festival in their honor today, the festival having just begun.
It was a beautiful green planet, almost purely agricultural, minus a fe tropical paradise areas, where resorts for the planets residents operated. The capital city was peaceful, a pleasant place, as far as an occupied country was, and the Belkan soldiers were treated with much respect here. Indeed, there were fireworks and festival in their honor today, the festival having just begun.
Festivals goers streamed on either side, on their way for rare treats on Erutin worlds and 'Belkan' fare that wasn't really all that Belkan at all. One bamed happily and stopped to talk with him. "Hail Kampf sir! Isn't it wonderful today!"
"Oh yes! Very well. Too bad about the alien infestation though. I'm just so glad it's being cleared up!" She seemed enthusiastic. "I just wanted to thank you for your service." This was a peaceful planet, that had no issues, that largely did suspect the Belkan of anything. Just don't destroy the farms and they won't mind having a new govenment at all.
"Oh yes. They're called Belkans. And they're going to die." She still sounded chipper, so hopefully it would take a second for the wrods to register as she pulled a plasma pistol from an otherwise empty purse and fired it at him. She wasn't the only one. Chaos erupted s around twenty others, all having been part of the crowd, opened fire on nearby Belkans.
"In the name of the Director!" She shouted loudly, echoed across the festival plaza.
"In the name of the Director!" She shouted loudly, echoed across the festival plaza.
The woman continued to fire as she went down, and after only a handful of minutes, in flashes of light, the attackers disappeared, their goal accomplished. The scene would be repeated in various places on planet. Go ahead and try and stop them. The attackers were not without casualties, the initial shooter dead to the world, along with two others.
Short and sweet, the Traveler nation would not fight fair battles.
Short and sweet, the Traveler nation would not fight fair battles.
The setting changes from New Dev Eru to Tech Con Headquarters
The Director however, was, and he was keeping an eye on the fellow with him, an equally nondescript face, completely unmemorable. The Director would never be able to retire, not like Stahl, and did jobs like this more for the thrill than anything else. Still, dressed as a renegade Erutin, he was enjoying this all too much. They had news for Miles Hagan, concerning his daughter, they had informed the secretary. Grave news.
This was fun. The Director joined Stahl and Hagan inside his office, closing the door behind him after ensuring the secretary could never all for aid again. A messy, if silent and quick task, the body hidden under her own desk, so casual view would make it seem like she had stepped out for coffee or the restroom, instead of the truth.
"This shouldn't take up much of your time Mr. Hagan." The Director spoke, placing a picture of Julia, tied to one of the chairs in her cell, on his desk. "I believe we have something that belongs to you."
"This shouldn't take up much of your time Mr. Hagan." The Director spoke, placing a picture of Julia, tied to one of the chairs in her cell, on his desk. "I believe we have something that belongs to you."
The Director shrugged at this and smiled. "She's fine, and relatively happy is very angry that we won't let her go, or let her fulfill her every whim." As if. "She's also fed well, so don't worry about her suffering. You see, as my associate said, we need some aid in regaining our empire, and not with this...false empress claiming to be empress Wing."
Empress Wing would never, ever submit to such a base thing as joining another empire after all. It would not do. "Your people have a weapon that we believe will be of great help to us. We want it, ad the blue prints to make more of it with."
Nothing major. Of course now.
Empress Wing would never, ever submit to such a base thing as joining another empire after all. It would not do. "Your people have a weapon that we believe will be of great help to us. We want it, ad the blue prints to make more of it with."
Nothing major. Of course now.
"True. You're not doing it willingly, Hagan. And I would suggest not calling your security. Otherwise, your daughter won't be returned to you." The director put her hand on Julia's picture
"MAC cannons. The blue prints, and a single cannon. Surely that's worth the price of your child." If not, then he knew the girl would be killed.
"MAC cannons. The blue prints, and a single cannon. Surely that's worth the price of your child." If not, then he knew the girl would be killed.
The Director shrugged. "We'll be nice. You have 48 hours to decide." He said and smiled. "We'll know when you've made the right decision. After 48 hours? Well." She shrugged and smiled. "We'll see. I can't promise your daughter's safety from my superiors after that amount of time."
The Director put a hand on Stahl's shoulder. "She's a pretty girl, your Julia. I'd hate to see what would happen to her." She transported both of them out of there, threat made.
The Director put a hand on Stahl's shoulder. "She's a pretty girl, your Julia. I'd hate to see what would happen to her." She transported both of them out of there, threat made.
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