Weight of the World
(Closed starter for @saviorgoddessastrid)
As another day began for the denizens of Terra Hope, a private message straight from Red(M) would be received by Astrid. The message was short, but its tone belied a sense of urgency.
Astrid, it’s Red. Someone will be arriving at Terra Hope within the next three hours. Please, have a talk with her, get her to air things out. The Admiralty and Public Relations can’t contain things for long if the VIP went ballistic. We’re running out of both time and options. I hope you can help as best you can. Best regards.
And sure enough, around two and a half hours later a single GDI corvette emerged from the Transdimensional Gate at the edge of the Hope System.
After the usual exchange of travel data, the corvette entered Terra Hope’s vicinity, landing near one of the Temple’s designated visitor docks.
A single figure disembarked from the corvette, a young woman, with shoulder-length raven hair and icy blue eyes, clad in a seemingly Initiative-based military outfit. Clearly, not standard naval attire. Her very demeanor, too, belied something more.
A pair of clerics was who the visitor met with first. As she waited, the woman gave a polite, quick nod to them. “Greetings. You are Lady Astrid’s personnel?”












