08-01-2017, 06:24 PM
(This post was last modified: 08-02-2017, 11:19 AM by Alexander Blakesley.)
Alexander reached for his tablet device, inputting the security code led him to the home screen then accessed what he assumed was this place’s version of the internet. While he trusted the words of these troopers, it didn’t hurt to verify what they were saying is true which he soon found out was. Relevant terminology, location names and names of the key players in this “Omniverse” were rapidly searched up; data was saved to his tablet for a debrief along with a more thorough investigation later. What Alexander found interesting were Primes and Secondaries, this rekindled hope that he could somehow reunite with RC or summon her to his side in this universe. He had no idea where RC had materialised in this universe, but he was determined to find her and together they’d help whoever they could on the road back home. After all, Alexander was a man of the Frontier and the Militia, they looked after their own and not afraid to help others if they requested it. Not to mention he needed company from someone of his universe, RC was his partner ever since she was assigned as his Titan a decade ago.
"Well, this place is called the Omniverse. You three have seen Omni, right?"
As the Goat person and the Shaman nodded, he followed suit, but the truth was; He had no memory of meeting this Omni so hearing this name was new to him. He turned his attention back to his tablet, gathering further intelligence on the Omniverse and more importantly, Omnilium, this substance could be worth stockpiling somehow. Another item on his newly created Omniverse to-do list. Alexander created a digital document for this list; he was certain he’d be using it a lot while he was here. Upon hearing that the Omniverse, and by extension, its inhabitants including Alexander, were little more than a toy box for Omni, the Atlean started becoming incensed at the idea that he was merely a tool of amusement for some powerful deity. But he remained calm enough to hear out the Stormtroopers.
”Can we...go home?”
Alexander decided to gain some fresh air as h his armour’s environmental controls confirmed the air was breathable. Uncoupling the protective seals connecting his helmet to the armoured gorget shielding his neck he slowly removed it. Once it was freed, the Atlean took in a deep breath of the surprisingly fresh air. He then attached the helmet to magnetic clamps on his belt before turning his attention to the rest of the group. Some of the Stormtroopers were immediately startled by the reveal of Alexander’s identity, something about the Atlean unnerved them. He looked far too young to be the rank he previously claimed to hold, yet there was a certain aura or experience around him. Alexander ran his fingers through his hair and itched the back of his head, feeling relieved to finally remove his helmet since he wore it for at least a day non-stop. However, that feeling subsided into dread as he noticed the Stormtroopers body language had shifted to that of someone about to deliver the mother of all bad news. The type of news guaranteed to ruin anyone’s day.
"You will never, ever go home. Ever."
As Shu and Asriel reacted in their way, the Stormtroopers now knew why they were fearful of the Atlean. Alexander tried processing this simple, yet a soul-rending fact, he failed. The previously accompanying Captain froze, not with paralysing fear, or white hot rage, or wailing despair. His youthful expression turned blank, physically the soldier was in his early twenties, in his prime. Mentally, however, was an entirely different matter. His eyes stared at some point in the distance robbed of their once silvery shine and replaced with two dulled unblinking grey orbs. None of the Stormtroopers dared to meet his gaze, it was like staring into a haunting abyss with no escape, but they knew why. Constant conflict always takes its toll on the human psyche, too much and the damage becomes permanent. The Atlean soldier had seen too much, done too much and endured all of that collected trauma just for a dream of returning home and live a normal life to be unjustly, and cruelly snatched from him. But all the sacrifices he made, the comrades he lost, the very home world he loved, fought and killed for was gone. Everything was gone. Even Freya and RC were ripped away from him by Omni.
"Well, this place is called the Omniverse. You three have seen Omni, right?"
As the Goat person and the Shaman nodded, he followed suit, but the truth was; He had no memory of meeting this Omni so hearing this name was new to him. He turned his attention back to his tablet, gathering further intelligence on the Omniverse and more importantly, Omnilium, this substance could be worth stockpiling somehow. Another item on his newly created Omniverse to-do list. Alexander created a digital document for this list; he was certain he’d be using it a lot while he was here. Upon hearing that the Omniverse, and by extension, its inhabitants including Alexander, were little more than a toy box for Omni, the Atlean started becoming incensed at the idea that he was merely a tool of amusement for some powerful deity. But he remained calm enough to hear out the Stormtroopers.
”Can we...go home?”
Alexander decided to gain some fresh air as h his armour’s environmental controls confirmed the air was breathable. Uncoupling the protective seals connecting his helmet to the armoured gorget shielding his neck he slowly removed it. Once it was freed, the Atlean took in a deep breath of the surprisingly fresh air. He then attached the helmet to magnetic clamps on his belt before turning his attention to the rest of the group. Some of the Stormtroopers were immediately startled by the reveal of Alexander’s identity, something about the Atlean unnerved them. He looked far too young to be the rank he previously claimed to hold, yet there was a certain aura or experience around him. Alexander ran his fingers through his hair and itched the back of his head, feeling relieved to finally remove his helmet since he wore it for at least a day non-stop. However, that feeling subsided into dread as he noticed the Stormtroopers body language had shifted to that of someone about to deliver the mother of all bad news. The type of news guaranteed to ruin anyone’s day.
"You will never, ever go home. Ever."
As Shu and Asriel reacted in their way, the Stormtroopers now knew why they were fearful of the Atlean. Alexander tried processing this simple, yet a soul-rending fact, he failed. The previously accompanying Captain froze, not with paralysing fear, or white hot rage, or wailing despair. His youthful expression turned blank, physically the soldier was in his early twenties, in his prime. Mentally, however, was an entirely different matter. His eyes stared at some point in the distance robbed of their once silvery shine and replaced with two dulled unblinking grey orbs. None of the Stormtroopers dared to meet his gaze, it was like staring into a haunting abyss with no escape, but they knew why. Constant conflict always takes its toll on the human psyche, too much and the damage becomes permanent. The Atlean soldier had seen too much, done too much and endured all of that collected trauma just for a dream of returning home and live a normal life to be unjustly, and cruelly snatched from him. But all the sacrifices he made, the comrades he lost, the very home world he loved, fought and killed for was gone. Everything was gone. Even Freya and RC were ripped away from him by Omni.