01-08-2014, 04:55 AM
How long have we been here now?
It was a question you could never guess the answer to in the Omniverse. All Bradley was sure of was that far more time had passed in the other verses than it had here. He’d been receiving regular updates from the outside. It seemed like for every ten minutes here, a day had passed in the city.
A buzzing in his pocket. Bradley flipped out his phone, his one eye trained on Thrall as he did so. The orc appeared to be drawing an orb from his pocket in unison, and soon backed away to convene with it.
“Emperor,” said Bradley.
“My adjudicator.” Palpatine’s voice had a presence, even over the phone, that made Bradley feel as though the man was standing over him even then. “Update me.”
“The arrivals have slowed down a bit, but they’re still coming through strong. This might be a permanent thing.”
“I had begun to think as much. It’s time for you to return to the capital. Report back immediately to me. Speak to no-one else on the way.”
“Understood, Emperor,” rumbled Bradley. He clicked his phone closed and turned to Thrall. “Seems we must depart. I’m sure we’ll meet again soon enough.”
“Yeah,” grunted the orc. “I look forward to it.”
All this time, the tension in the air had remained locked. Frozen in time. Now the two parties returned to their respective homes, taking the tension with them. It had dissipated, for now. But the Nexus only stayed quiet for so long.
The Scramble is over! Thank you to everyone who participated in making this piece of bedrock for the site. I hope in years to come, we can look back at this topic and be like "LOOK WHEN THAT HAPPENED. I remember that."
It was a question you could never guess the answer to in the Omniverse. All Bradley was sure of was that far more time had passed in the other verses than it had here. He’d been receiving regular updates from the outside. It seemed like for every ten minutes here, a day had passed in the city.
A buzzing in his pocket. Bradley flipped out his phone, his one eye trained on Thrall as he did so. The orc appeared to be drawing an orb from his pocket in unison, and soon backed away to convene with it.
“Emperor,” said Bradley.
“My adjudicator.” Palpatine’s voice had a presence, even over the phone, that made Bradley feel as though the man was standing over him even then. “Update me.”
“The arrivals have slowed down a bit, but they’re still coming through strong. This might be a permanent thing.”
“I had begun to think as much. It’s time for you to return to the capital. Report back immediately to me. Speak to no-one else on the way.”
“Understood, Emperor,” rumbled Bradley. He clicked his phone closed and turned to Thrall. “Seems we must depart. I’m sure we’ll meet again soon enough.”
“Yeah,” grunted the orc. “I look forward to it.”
All this time, the tension in the air had remained locked. Frozen in time. Now the two parties returned to their respective homes, taking the tension with them. It had dissipated, for now. But the Nexus only stayed quiet for so long.
The Scramble is over! Thank you to everyone who participated in making this piece of bedrock for the site. I hope in years to come, we can look back at this topic and be like "LOOK WHEN THAT HAPPENED. I remember that."
Curious about me and the characters I play? See the 'Staff' page! See also the rosters for my characters Samus Aran or Enel if you'd like to see examples of well-formatted rosters. Hope you enjoy the Omniverse!