Setting
New Dev Eru
New Dev Eru, chosen for its centralized location, and rare in the inner ring uncolonized status, is a desert planet in a fairly small solar system with only two other planets. It is about twice the size of earth, and has about 3 times the gravity.
A single day lasts 29.27 hours and a year lasts 390 days. The planet is made up of 11 continents, which make up 81% of the planet's landmass. Water is plentiful in underground reservoirs, though little water or life is apparent form the surface, with much of the Erutin infrastructure and people living underground.
The plantlike organisms on this planets are largely low to the ground, with trees and wood being rare, though some forests do exist nearer to the poles. Native animals tend to be small in size as well, though some larger ones are found nearer to the poles.
The New Palace is in the northern hemisphere, and while it still lies in the desert, it is in a more habitable region. Much of the above ground life occurs closer to the poles, though there are no settlements in the trees, due to the need to maintain the forests of the planet.
Major exports from this planet include sand, diamonds, and quartz, along with more synthetic materials in the form of nanocloth, which the underground communities produce in abundance. Imports include food, though thanks to advanced hydroponics systems, the planet is largely self sustaining.
Major cities are: Rautuin, Kalkola, Niskos, Helingby, and Hevosoja.
New Dev Eru
New Dev Eru is the new capital of the Erutin Empire. This beautiful planet was selected for its centralized location after the Aschen heathens destroyed all of the original capital planet's solar system.
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New Dev Eru is a part of 
Erutin Imperial Space.
5 Characters Here
Dusk Erutin [12] Duke of the former Erutin Empire and Dark to Dawn Erutin.
Blade Ulenna [9] Four hundred year old Reagent Lord and Commander of the Erutin Remnant. He's back, and he's pissed.
Sir Eric Werner [0] "In the name of cosmic justice we ride, glory will prevail this day, hail to the king of Galethane!"
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Key protested every single step inside and once Spiral had let her go, she crossed her arms over her chest and stared at the wall.
“Hmph.”
“Mopey. I am not mopey. I was concerned even if she was with Spiral,” Lock stated with a shake of his head. Where did his mate get such silly ideas, he wondered. The Dark went over to his own Light and then wrapped his arms around her in a hug that was inescapable.
Key melted into her Dark immediately and started to blather apologies. Lock could only laugh at her silliness.
“Hmph.”
“Mopey. I am not mopey. I was concerned even if she was with Spiral,” Lock stated with a shake of his head. Where did his mate get such silly ideas, he wondered. The Dark went over to his own Light and then wrapped his arms around her in a hug that was inescapable.
Key melted into her Dark immediately and started to blather apologies. Lock could only laugh at her silliness.
Spiral smiled, pleased the just getting her here had resulted in her mending the rift. He had been hoping that her being so close to him would help out, if nothing else. She deserved to be with her Dark, after all, more than most. She was, after all, entirely too perfect.
"You were too mopey. You pouted!" She declared and nodded. Definitely pouting.
"You were too mopey. You pouted!" She declared and nodded. Definitely pouting.
“I do not pout either. Where are you getting your information, Grape,” Lock teased before sitting on the couch and picking up his forgotten glass of water.
Key instantly went back to Spiral and clung to his side while smiling at Grape. “Have you made babies yet? Do you know? If not, Spiral and I are going to leave so you can get back to work. You should have lots of kits.”
Lock groaned a bit and started to drink his water, pretending that conversation was not about to take place.
Key instantly went back to Spiral and clung to his side while smiling at Grape. “Have you made babies yet? Do you know? If not, Spiral and I are going to leave so you can get back to work. You should have lots of kits.”
Lock groaned a bit and started to drink his water, pretending that conversation was not about to take place.
Grape thought it over, sitting next to Lock and purring at him. "I don't know! How do you know when you've made babies anyway? I mean, I just figured when you got fat and couldn't shift it away, that was babies." It sounded like she was describing a disease, not a fact of life.
Spiral snorted at this and held Key, snickering.
Spiral snorted at this and held Key, snickering.
“Key,” Lock started while setting down his glass, “Grape is probably pregnant what with how enthusiastic she has been since we mated.”
“Oh that’s gross, Lock. I did not want to know the details, just if she was or not, gosh,” Key said while rolling her eyes. She then started to stare at Spiral in an odd way and was thinking about something.
“You asked and I answered,” Lock said, shrugging his shoulder and throwing an arm over Grape.
“Oh that’s gross, Lock. I did not want to know the details, just if she was or not, gosh,” Key said while rolling her eyes. She then started to stare at Spiral in an odd way and was thinking about something.
“You asked and I answered,” Lock said, shrugging his shoulder and throwing an arm over Grape.
Spiral smiled down at Key and caught the look on her face. "What is going through that brain of yours?" He asked, somewhat curious. What mischief was she up to this time? He had no doubt it was mischief either, considering it was, in fact, Key he was asking.
Grape blushed at the, and hit Lock's shoulder. "I haven't been the only one, so there. And I guess we'll find out soon enough, huh?" She teased and gave him a grin.
Grape blushed at the, and hit Lock's shoulder. "I haven't been the only one, so there. And I guess we'll find out soon enough, huh?" She teased and gave him a grin.
“Nothing,” Key said quickly while looking away and blushing furiously. The Erutin pretended to be interesting in the abstract painting on the wall instead of facing Spiral. She needed the distraction too because she had been wondering what it would be like to mate with Spiral.
“That’s all your fault too, Grape,” Lock said, chuckling at the hit at his shoulder. He rubbed it an pretended to be hurt by the Light.
“And if you’re not pregnant, we will just have to fix that. I planned for a large family,” Lock stated before Key stood there and covered her ears.
‘No more bad thoughts. No more bad thoughts!’
“That’s all your fault too, Grape,” Lock said, chuckling at the hit at his shoulder. He rubbed it an pretended to be hurt by the Light.
“And if you’re not pregnant, we will just have to fix that. I planned for a large family,” Lock stated before Key stood there and covered her ears.
‘No more bad thoughts. No more bad thoughts!’
Spiral had an inkling of what was going through her brain and grinned, taking a seat and pulling Key onto his lap gain. He liked her sitting there. It was nice, and she fit well. "Nothing makes you blush?" He teased her, pleased. The courting was going well, even if she refused to call it such.
Grape huffed at that and stuck her tongue out at him. "Well, just so you know, so did I. I want at least ten kits. At least!"
Grape huffed at that and stuck her tongue out at him. "Well, just so you know, so did I. I want at least ten kits. At least!"
There was a little squeak as Key was pulled into Spiral’s lap and she huffed in an annoyed manner. “I don’t have to answer that question if I don’t want to answer it just so you know,” she said while making herself a bit more comfortable.
Lock just arched his brow and watched the two. They were getting along but were they getting along too well. The Dark’s eyes narrowed at the two of them before Grape distracted him.
At least ten?
“Let’s not aim that high just yet,” Lock said while slightly frowning.
Lock just arched his brow and watched the two. They were getting along but were they getting along too well. The Dark’s eyes narrowed at the two of them before Grape distracted him.
At least ten?
“Let’s not aim that high just yet,” Lock said while slightly frowning.
Grape huffed. "Over time, of course." She told him staunchly. "Ten is a good number. We can even have eight with the first litter, you know that." She told him and grumbled slightly. It was rare, with litters of four and six being more common, but still.
Spiral raised an eyebrow at the look on Lock's face, and locked his arms around Key, daring him to even try and pull her out of his arms. They were to be mated eventually, and he intended to be affectionate with her, even now.
Spiral raised an eyebrow at the look on Lock's face, and locked his arms around Key, daring him to even try and pull her out of his arms. They were to be mated eventually, and he intended to be affectionate with her, even now.
“I thought that four would be best for our first litter so that we could get used to have kits running around our feet,” Lock said logically. The last thing that he wanted was a full litter and not know how to juggle them all at once. He wasn’t even sure that he’d make a good father. He was concerned but Lock hid it well.
Key saw the look on her twin’s face too and how Spiral had reacted. It gave her an idea; a bad idea. She smiled pleasantly and then looked up at Spiral. Before the male could react, her hands shot out for his face and she planted a kiss on his lips.
Key saw the look on her twin’s face too and how Spiral had reacted. It gave her an idea; a bad idea. She smiled pleasantly and then looked up at Spiral. Before the male could react, her hands shot out for his face and she planted a kiss on his lips.
"Well, we'll see what nature sa-" She stared wide eyed at Key and Spiral, cheeks red. Oh wow! They were. In her! It was just so weird! She blushed and his her face in Lock's heck, not believing she had just seen that. The Light couldn't believe they were being so very affectionate so close by.
Spiral returned the kiss but kept it very brief, pulling away with a warning look in his eyes. "Key." He warned, unimpressed. "As much as I enjoy the kissing, if you do it a third time, I will take it as you accepting my courtship fully."
Spiral returned the kiss but kept it very brief, pulling away with a warning look in his eyes. "Key." He warned, unimpressed. "As much as I enjoy the kissing, if you do it a third time, I will take it as you accepting my courtship fully."
Lock moved Grape aside from him gently and began to rise to remove his twin off of Spiral. They were courting and he approved of the courtship but that had been too much over the line. She was still acting out over not being able to maintain her courtship with Steel it seemed.
Key hadn’t heard a single word that Spiral said but stared at her twin who was walking toward them now. He was really upset and that’s what she wanted. It was revenge for taking her away from Steel. The Erutin turned back to face Spiral with that same sweet smile and kissed him again, not realizing what it meant.
Lock assumed she knew what she was doing and paused halfway across to them. Did Key really just accept Spiral’s courtship, so soon?
Key hadn’t heard a single word that Spiral said but stared at her twin who was walking toward them now. He was really upset and that’s what she wanted. It was revenge for taking her away from Steel. The Erutin turned back to face Spiral with that same sweet smile and kissed him again, not realizing what it meant.
Lock assumed she knew what she was doing and paused halfway across to them. Did Key really just accept Spiral’s courtship, so soon?
Oh? she hadn't heard him then. Spiral hated to do this in Lock and Grape's home, but Key seemed to be wanting ti rather badly. He placed a hand on the back of her head and held her there as she return the kiss with more than just a touch of passion. He fill the kiss with need, desire, and love. It would not be a short kiss, and no doubt her lips would n reddened by it.
Then he pulled back and looked at her, a fire in his eyes. "Key, bend over my lap now." His voice brokered no dissent. Recognizing the tone, Grape shifted to a smaller version of her own form and shot up to a resting shelf high up, placing her paws over her ears and closing her eyes. She didn't even want to think of it.
Then he pulled back and looked at her, a fire in his eyes. "Key, bend over my lap now." His voice brokered no dissent. Recognizing the tone, Grape shifted to a smaller version of her own form and shot up to a resting shelf high up, placing her paws over her ears and closing her eyes. She didn't even want to think of it.
“That’s far enough, Spiral. I know you are courting her but this is ridiculous. Key is obviously acting out right now and you are wanting to take advantage of that. She’s just being a Light that’s upset,” Lock said while standing there, absolutely furious that Spiral had said those words and kissed his twin in such a manner before they were mated.
“But I want to mate with Spiral. You’re the one who matched us, remember? Why can’t we act like you and Grape,” Key said rebelliously.
“And what happened to you being sorry that I broke your courtship with Steel?”
“I changed my mind.”
“I see. Grape, we’re leaving. Let them do what they want,” Lock said while grabbing his mate down from the self and holding her gently against him.
“But I want to mate with Spiral. You’re the one who matched us, remember? Why can’t we act like you and Grape,” Key said rebelliously.
“And what happened to you being sorry that I broke your courtship with Steel?”
“I changed my mind.”
“I see. Grape, we’re leaving. Let them do what they want,” Lock said while grabbing his mate down from the self and holding her gently against him.
Spiral raised an eyebrow as his words were ignored. Oh really? "We won't be mating just yet, Key. Your twin is right, you are acting out, and I don't appreciate being the vehicle through which you can act." He told her sternly and picked her up, forcing her to bend over his knee. "This is for being manipulative." He swatted her twice on the rump, hard enough to sting and catch her attention, but not much else. He found it was the shock that got to Lights the most. "And this is for using me." Three swats, slightly harder, but still mostly for the shock value.
"I am not a tool to get back at your Dark, Key Erutin. If you try to use me that way again, then we won't be courting anymore, I assure you, and my visits with Grape will not include you in them at all."
Grape huddles up in Lock's arms, well aware that the spanking was coming. She hated spankings, hate, hate, hated them!
"I am not a tool to get back at your Dark, Key Erutin. If you try to use me that way again, then we won't be courting anymore, I assure you, and my visits with Grape will not include you in them at all."
Grape huddles up in Lock's arms, well aware that the spanking was coming. She hated spankings, hate, hate, hated them!
Key bit down on her bottom lip and took her licks from Spiral. It only made her more angry at the whole situation. Why was she being punished for something they took away from her? It wasn’t fair! The Erutin squirmed her way off of Spiral’s legs and then made a mad dash for the door. She opened it and turned to them.
“I hate all of you!”
Lock began to go after his Light, placing Grape on the table as he passed it. But, before he could get to Key she had already changed form and ran out the door.
“Key! Wait,” he called from the door, growling and then punched the door frame. A sick crack sounded at the contact but the pain did not even register in his hand.
“You were supposed to fix this, Spiral,” Lock said with his expression growing darker than normal.
“Now she’s run off and I can’t catch her when she runs. Damn light is too fast,” Lock said while holding his hand.
“I hate all of you!”
Lock began to go after his Light, placing Grape on the table as he passed it. But, before he could get to Key she had already changed form and ran out the door.
“Key! Wait,” he called from the door, growling and then punched the door frame. A sick crack sounded at the contact but the pain did not even register in his hand.
“You were supposed to fix this, Spiral,” Lock said with his expression growing darker than normal.
“Now she’s run off and I can’t catch her when she runs. Damn light is too fast,” Lock said while holding his hand.
Grape whimpered and dashed off, frightened now herself. She fully planned on hiding under the bed until it was okay again. Hiding nice and safe under the bed.
"Fix it? You think I can fix everything in a short amount of time? She was going to mate the First Dark!" He protested furious. "Instead, you insisted she mate with a traveler, and not a high ranking one either." He glares darkly. "You may fix your own twin. I'll consider courting her once she's over Steel. Consider."
"Fix it? You think I can fix everything in a short amount of time? She was going to mate the First Dark!" He protested furious. "Instead, you insisted she mate with a traveler, and not a high ranking one either." He glares darkly. "You may fix your own twin. I'll consider courting her once she's over Steel. Consider."
Lock glared at Spiral for a long moment before shaking his head and heading out the door to go and find his Light. He wasn’t going to stand there and argue with Spiral while Key was upset and had run away. She was far more important than settling disputes with his mate’s twin.
Spiral snarled and disappeared in a flash of light, too furious to register that his own Light was beign left alone, frightened out of her mind, and scared of her mate and her twin. Several minutes after both had left, she crawled out from under the bed and shifted back to her normal human form. "Spiral? Lock?" No reply. She wandered into the living room. the door was open, nobody was there, and the apartment wasn't really big enough for them to hide anywhere else.
"Lock?"
"Spiral?"
Nothing. She let a tear slip and closed the door, locking it up and curled up on the couch sniffling.
"Lock?"
"Spiral?"
Nothing. She let a tear slip and closed the door, locking it up and curled up on the couch sniffling.
Blade Ulenna's PortraitIt was a quiet day. The IRS Phoenix was drifting along with thousands of other ships quietly in the midst of dark space; a meeting point of specific coordinates that acted as a makeshift city of military, civilian and cargo vessels that was known simply as the Tangle. Most ships that didn't have business wandering around were in the center, like the Phoenix, and shuttle traffic buzzed between the vessels like cars through city streets.
For years now, the bridge of the Phoenix had always been a melancholy setting. The Martial Reagent Blade Ulenna rarely left his throne; the captains chair sitting on a rise that overlooked the officers station pits. His eyes were almost always fixated out the wide viewport that extended in a semi-sphere on the upper-front half of the room. Watching. It was like watching grass grow; but even that can be interesting when the grass has a purpose. Every day more ships joined the Tangle, and one day all of these ships would lead the return home in a blaze of glory.
The room had become more homely over the years. Bridge officers basically served as his closest confidants in his rule; and their stations became more personalized as tradition, rank and care for circumstance faded. Some even had pillows and a few personal effects laying around their station seats. The only important officer that wasn't present was Snow Grey, who was attending to her children down in the repurposed noble quarters deck.
The same monotonous sound of holographic controls beeping away kept steady. Slow, but steady. All there really was to do was to examine reports, after all; and Blade generally delegated that to his officers unless an important landmark was achieved, like the completion of one more fleet to add to his already enormous navy.
For years now, the bridge of the Phoenix had always been a melancholy setting. The Martial Reagent Blade Ulenna rarely left his throne; the captains chair sitting on a rise that overlooked the officers station pits. His eyes were almost always fixated out the wide viewport that extended in a semi-sphere on the upper-front half of the room. Watching. It was like watching grass grow; but even that can be interesting when the grass has a purpose. Every day more ships joined the Tangle, and one day all of these ships would lead the return home in a blaze of glory.
The room had become more homely over the years. Bridge officers basically served as his closest confidants in his rule; and their stations became more personalized as tradition, rank and care for circumstance faded. Some even had pillows and a few personal effects laying around their station seats. The only important officer that wasn't present was Snow Grey, who was attending to her children down in the repurposed noble quarters deck.
The same monotonous sound of holographic controls beeping away kept steady. Slow, but steady. All there really was to do was to examine reports, after all; and Blade generally delegated that to his officers unless an important landmark was achieved, like the completion of one more fleet to add to his already enormous navy.
Hope had not teleported straight to the bridge. She did step on it however, with no small amount of nerves. She'd love to see her twin now, of course, but her...ruler...came first. She was dressed, for once, in a neat and tidy uniform, having been talked into it by a friend and subordinate. They had worked together in the past, yes, but...but he was her ruler now. She sighed and stepped forward. What did she call him? What did she say? Who knew, but she suspected it called for formality.
Damn.
That meant her title.
"Director Hope, reporting sir." she called out softly. "If you'd have me and mine, of course." If. He might say no, after all. She hadn't exactly been where she should have, these past few years, after all, busy gathering, hoarding information and encouraging and supporting rebellion where she could.
She had made plans involving Key, or Thistle's children, one. It hardly mattered which.
Damn.
That meant her title.
"Director Hope, reporting sir." she called out softly. "If you'd have me and mine, of course." If. He might say no, after all. She hadn't exactly been where she should have, these past few years, after all, busy gathering, hoarding information and encouraging and supporting rebellion where she could.
She had made plans involving Key, or Thistle's children, one. It hardly mattered which.
The hissing of the doors usually wouldn't spark much interest, so no one turned around first; but when she announced herself, a handful of the bridge officers turned out of curiosity, but none spoke; save for Steph, who just raised a hand in hello without turning eyes off his station. "Heyo."
Blade was the last to react. His chair slowly and ominously turned around, none of his actions being in any hurry. For the first time, Hope would witness his mutations personally. His hair had darkened from its usual silver to match some messy brown strands, and the left side of his face was heavily scarred. The most obvious mutation was his left arm; it was that of an enormous brown furred bear, the paw of witch rested on the hilt of his mighty obsidian blade that was sheathed, the tip of the scabbard leaning against the footrest of his daunting seat.
His expression didn't shift, he simply stared at her for a moment before his mouth opened. "A rare sight to see you in uniform, director." He looked down to his commander. "This was your doing?"
"Yup." Steph replied simply.
The Reagent Lord looked back to Hope again. "I trust by now you've seen the fleet in its glory. It will not be long now before we have reclaimed what is ours; what still remains, at least."
Blade was the last to react. His chair slowly and ominously turned around, none of his actions being in any hurry. For the first time, Hope would witness his mutations personally. His hair had darkened from its usual silver to match some messy brown strands, and the left side of his face was heavily scarred. The most obvious mutation was his left arm; it was that of an enormous brown furred bear, the paw of witch rested on the hilt of his mighty obsidian blade that was sheathed, the tip of the scabbard leaning against the footrest of his daunting seat.
His expression didn't shift, he simply stared at her for a moment before his mouth opened. "A rare sight to see you in uniform, director." He looked down to his commander. "This was your doing?"
"Yup." Steph replied simply.
The Reagent Lord looked back to Hope again. "I trust by now you've seen the fleet in its glory. It will not be long now before we have reclaimed what is ours; what still remains, at least."
His uniform was a little bit unorthodox; his grand uniform of the First Dark was on, but it was a bit untidy, and he had added a couple baubles; most notably a great furred cape that matched his arm mutation, a deep dirty brown. The cuff of it wrapped around his neck and was puffed enough to conceal his jaw where it could, but it didn't wrap around all the way and block his chin. Overall, it all made him look like an old barbarian warrior rather than a lord of the normally elegant Erutin Empire. Intimidating, at his best.
Hope nodded at that. "I have. It's...bigger than I could have expect, my Lord." She said simply. "And lately, it's been a rare sight to see me, or any Traveler." She acknowledged. He was truly alive, but...but not well. Heavy scars, the type rarely if ever seen on any Erutin, and his arm frozen in that of another form. He also, it seemed, had not been expecting her.
She looked him over, taking in the changes. He...he was alive, it was true. She stepped forward. "We had heard rumors from the children that you were alive, but dying. But you appear not to be." she said, looking him over curiously. Well to be sure. She smiled at him. "And I've been wearing the uniform more than I like lately. I've been working in the Hegemony, until recently, to undermine their take over as much as possible. Their grip is a weak one." She admitted. "And their grasp on the technology they've been able to reverse engineer isn't the best either." Thanks to quite a lot of misdirection, diagrams gone missing, viruses in the system.
"Even with Steph's words, it was hard to believe you made it."
And using the very tech they fought against.
She looked him over, taking in the changes. He...he was alive, it was true. She stepped forward. "We had heard rumors from the children that you were alive, but dying. But you appear not to be." she said, looking him over curiously. Well to be sure. She smiled at him. "And I've been wearing the uniform more than I like lately. I've been working in the Hegemony, until recently, to undermine their take over as much as possible. Their grip is a weak one." She admitted. "And their grasp on the technology they've been able to reverse engineer isn't the best either." Thanks to quite a lot of misdirection, diagrams gone missing, viruses in the system.
"Even with Steph's words, it was hard to believe you made it."
And using the very tech they fought against.