06-30-2018, 03:43 AM
(This post was last modified: 06-30-2018, 09:32 AM by Sarah Kerrigan.
Edit Reason: accidentally duplicated a big portion of my post.
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The abomination that stood in front of the grinning woman was an interesting sort. Certainly, it had tried it’s hardest to emulate normal terran behavior, but it seemed to fail in the most important areas. What it was interested in, the small parts of their walk… the teeth. In her old life, Brianne was certain she would have ignored the creature or left outright. She was fairly certain her own impression was a far better fit; after all, she was a creature built off of a human, rather than merely imitating one.
Brianne looked up to meet the heartless’ silver eyes with a cold grin. There was, of course, no need to check the authenticity of the shapeshifter. The lack of certain smells, and the feelings of entirely negative energy mixing within it, the energy of the void, told her she’d found the right target, so there was no need to play along with this little conversation.
“On the contrary, I’m exactly where I want to be.” Brianne answered, her eyes changing to a feral gold.as her vision shifted. Here, she wasn’t interested in hiding her true nature, so switching to a more optimal vision mode was much easier. “Or I’m at least at the doorstep.”
“Your boss has been careless in his security.” Brianne added with a smirk. “I can’t say I blame him - he has precious few enemies willing to check in on his exploits here. It’s quite lucky we’re interested in an alliance.”
“I… I just lost my way-”
Brianne’s response was an imperious smirk, as a golden glow encompassed her. “No need to respond just yet. I’m here to talk to your boss, on behalf of the Zerg Swarm. Consider me the ambassador of the Queen of Blades.” Brianne said with a bow. “We’ll be no trouble, of course.” Brianne added.
At the statement, the darkness began to become littered with red eyes and the snorts and squeals of unknown creatures around the pair. Their baleful gazes were affixed securely on the cornered shapeshifter. “...as long as you quietly take us to speak to your master, of course.”
The creature looked around with apprehension, checking every nook and cranny around it for an escape route. Brianne smiled. Inheriting her master’s sadism, she couldn’t help but enjoy the creature’s confusion as it slowly changed to fear. The look on its face was that of someone who smelled something unpleasant.
There were no escape routes, of course. She needed this one for a specific purpose, and despite the courteous nature of her request, it was more of a demand. The escort was not meant to kill the shapeshifter, of course, as Kerrigan would have preferred her to capture these creatures rather than take them by force, but she would obtain the master of the Heartless’ attention either with an escort from a living shapeshifter, or after the investigation of it’s violent disappearance.
Just as the Queen of Blades would have wished.
Brianne looked up to meet the heartless’ silver eyes with a cold grin. There was, of course, no need to check the authenticity of the shapeshifter. The lack of certain smells, and the feelings of entirely negative energy mixing within it, the energy of the void, told her she’d found the right target, so there was no need to play along with this little conversation.
“On the contrary, I’m exactly where I want to be.” Brianne answered, her eyes changing to a feral gold.as her vision shifted. Here, she wasn’t interested in hiding her true nature, so switching to a more optimal vision mode was much easier. “Or I’m at least at the doorstep.”
“Your boss has been careless in his security.” Brianne added with a smirk. “I can’t say I blame him - he has precious few enemies willing to check in on his exploits here. It’s quite lucky we’re interested in an alliance.”
“I… I just lost my way-”
Brianne’s response was an imperious smirk, as a golden glow encompassed her. “No need to respond just yet. I’m here to talk to your boss, on behalf of the Zerg Swarm. Consider me the ambassador of the Queen of Blades.” Brianne said with a bow. “We’ll be no trouble, of course.” Brianne added.
At the statement, the darkness began to become littered with red eyes and the snorts and squeals of unknown creatures around the pair. Their baleful gazes were affixed securely on the cornered shapeshifter. “...as long as you quietly take us to speak to your master, of course.”
The creature looked around with apprehension, checking every nook and cranny around it for an escape route. Brianne smiled. Inheriting her master’s sadism, she couldn’t help but enjoy the creature’s confusion as it slowly changed to fear. The look on its face was that of someone who smelled something unpleasant.
There were no escape routes, of course. She needed this one for a specific purpose, and despite the courteous nature of her request, it was more of a demand. The escort was not meant to kill the shapeshifter, of course, as Kerrigan would have preferred her to capture these creatures rather than take them by force, but she would obtain the master of the Heartless’ attention either with an escort from a living shapeshifter, or after the investigation of it’s violent disappearance.
Just as the Queen of Blades would have wished.