Snippet #2761254

Blackheart lazed in his chair, looking down at the amulet that had only shortly before finished yelling at him. A hologram of Omnia was looking at him curiously, charting a course for Terra, but not yet setting out. Their frigate, The Bleeding Heart was hanging out in low Orbit, just above Brightmaiden.

"Are all the Servitors up?" He looked up at the hologram, still fidgeting with the Amulet in his fingers. The hologram took a couple steps closer to him, placing a incorporeal hand on his shoulder. "Yes, dear... Are you okay? You've been a little on edge lately... Should we, head to Terra?" He shook his head, a simple no, and looked back down at the Amulet.

Fufufufufu, scared of dragons, Blackheart? Bezalel detached from the Captain's shadow, forming a shadow black hound, tongue lolling, and red eyes locked hungrily onto Blackheart. Captain just sighed, and kicked his feet up, "Experiencing trepidation, more like loathing returning to Terra..."