Thread: Infinite Anarchy MAIN THREAD ((Dominion Wanted!))

RE Infinite Anarchy MAIN THREAD Name Nickname Sidra Hesperus. Race Human. Faction Solarian. Attire Long dark brown skirt, dark brown corset top with pink satin off-the-shoulder sleeves, brown boots, gold headpiece resembling the rays of the sun. Weapon None. Location On board 'The Apsis', Solarian Civilian Cruiser start The Embassy, Planet Helion end Tagging Anyone. Time TBD 'The Apsis', along with a myriad of other ships--most armed and ready for battle--orbited the steely gray ball that was better known as Planet Helion. Sidra Hesperus had never been on the planet herself, in fact, she'd never set foot anywhere that had a natural gravity pull of its own. The idea of doing so thrilled and excited and she wondered if she'd ever get the chance or find a way to talk someone into giving her the chance to do so. As it was, the opportunity didn't seem too likely, especially after her brother Samson had specifically told her she needed to stay put while the talks occurred planet side--her cheeks warmed as she recalled their argument. But, he figured she'd be needed in the infirmary after all was said and done, though the idea of that didn't set well with her at. Not when she knew her brother would be out in the thick of things, flying his ship amongst those of the Dominion. A curl came over Sidra's lip at the thought of the Dominion. She loathed them with every fiber of her being. They were a murderous and greedy lot as far as she was concerned, no care or compassion in them for anyone or anything. She would dare say they weren't any better than the cold-hearted Novus! A shiver ran along her spine as she thought about them and the terror those people instilled in many. No. No, she couldn't sit idly by while her brother would be out there once again, not even to return once this mission was completed. Oh how she hated the times she lived in! It was so unfair! But to sit by and do nothing but wait for the potentially wounded to filter in...especially when one of them could be Samson? No. She couldn't do it. She wouldn't. Somehow, she had to find a way onto Planet Helion. At least then she could feel useful, occupy her mind and not dwell on the loss of her parents. Her parents. Sidra didn't even want to think on that... Heaving a sigh, Sidra raked a delicate hand through her thick auburn tresses, her pale eyes scanning her room as she tried to think of a way to get herself onto Planet Helion. She did have skills in the way of healing and first aid. Perhaps the emissary would feel more comfortable having someone nearby who could assist should something go wrong? Especially one who's assisted with wounded after many a battle. It was a thought. A farfetched one. Though the Hesperus family also had influence amongst the Solarians. They'd served the faction and its military well, her father--Marek--dying for them and now her older brother actively serving. It was a thought, a hopeful thought and the only one she could see as her possible means of escape in order to feel the true pull of gravity beneath her tiny feet. Smiling, her lips full and pouty, Sidra stood up and smoothed out her long dark skirt and decided to make her way to where the emissary would be briefed before transport to Planet Helion. It didn't take her long to find the older woman. She stood tall and proud, flanked by two large men--bodyguard. Good day, Sidra stated to the Solarian emissary, curtsying out of respect. Upon standing back up, she gave a nod of acknowledgment to both bodyguards and then to the military official who seemed to have been speaking with the woman before her untimely arrival. Miss Hesperus, the man in uniform said, his dark eyes glancing at the 'H' inking Sidra's left shoulder. Samson's sister, he muttered under his breath. Sidra nodded, a tiny smile playing on her lips. Yes. I came to see if I could assist the emissary on her mission to Planet Helion. The officer immediately held up his hand in protest, his eyes narrowing as he took a step forward. But the emissary held up her own hand, making it clear she wished to hear Sidra speak. I wish to hear what the girl has to say, the woman said. Very well, the officer said gruffly, his grizzled voice causing Sidra to recoil slightly. I apologize for my sudden outburst. I just wish to help and be useful to the faction, Sidra stated plainly, her smile broadening. She licked at her lips while her hands clenched at her skirts, the fabric cool and wispy to the touch. Typically, I assist in the infirmary aboard 'The Apsis', she continued. But, my skill may prove useful should something happen below, planet side. She bit down on her lip, her teeth scraping it slightly before resuming. I've aided many after battles. Should something go wrong, I could be of great value to the emissary, help her survive during those precious seconds on the way back to 'The Apsis'. Sidra's look was one of pleading as she looked to the emissary and then to the officer. The man wasn't convinced, but the woman smiled warmly, her hand reaching out to cup Sidra's cheek gently causing her to blush slightly. I like her and the idea. It would be nice to have some company on such a trip and to know that said company could aid me if I become the target of an attack. Her pale eyes studied Sidra. I accept, she said. Immediately, Sidra's face lit up, her hands releasing her skirt as she moved them to clasp them firmly together. Thank you! she exclaimed. I won't let you down! Sidra couldn't believe her luck. Had it truly been that easy? Was she really going to go planet side for the first time in her 30 years? It was a thrilling, yet dangerous, dream. Samson would berate her for this stunt. But, she hardly cared. She'd deal with that later. For now, she had to get ready to go to Planet Helion. Still smiling, she followed the emissary as she began to walk to the docking area where her transport was being prepped and readied for her. All too soon they'd be walking on firm ground, breathing real air, moving with true gravity! Once planet side, Sidra stayed close to the emissary and her two bodyguards. Remaining on board the transport wasn't an option, all passengers had to exit the ship and file into the embassy that loomed in front of them all. She swallowed hard at the sight of the building. Never once had she seen anything like it, her entire life having been spent on board ships and vessels. It was strange walking on the ground, breathing the air... she coughed once as her lungs adjusted, her knees feeling wobbly while she tried to glide gracefully along the walkway leading into the embassy itself. Her one hand reached up and began to twist itself up in stray locks of auburn, her eyes gazing upward as she took in the sight of real sky. It was wondrous. Upon reaching the entrance, Sidra's heart began to race. What now? Oh, this had been a mistake! There would be Dominion here! And Novus! She could feel chills running along her spine as her skin broke out into goose bumps, her breaths coming short as a wave of panic tried to consume her. But the emissary placed a gentle hand on her back and offered her a smile. It was a kind gesture and Sidra was grateful for it. Finding her resolve, she held her head up high and entered the embassy with all the dignity of a Solarian.