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 The Embassy, Planet Helion. Tagging Anyone. Time TBD Sidra felt an incredible weight bearing down upon her as everyone argued. She had no idea how the Solarian emissary could remain so calm, her face not showing the slightest hint of fear as she listened to the harsh words spilling out of that brute of a Dominion's mouth. She wondered why the Dominion even bothered attending this meeting when all they wanted to do was lord over everyone and prove themselves to be the strongest, the only ones willing to take merely because they could. Honestly, they'd left their humanity behind... Dominion of Man. More like Dominion of Nothing! Frowning, she reached an arm about herself, her slender fingers tracing the 'H' that marked her alabaster flesh. They knew the symbol by heart, the length of each stroke, each swirling arc of the script. At least someone is willing to talk reason, Admiral, Calista spoke, her blue eyes shifting toward the Dominion for a brief moment as if in silent challenge. But Sidra knew the older woman was no fighter. She was trying to prove a point, though unfortunately the barbarian more than likely wouldn't care. He had his eye on territory, on squashing those who were weaker when it came to battle and strength. Little did they know that the Solarians still possessed the greatest weapon yet--the power of the sun, an understanding of the stars by which they traveled. Looking back at the Admiral, Calista smiled. I'm sure negotiations can be reached as we are a fair and reasonable faction, willing to work with our fellow men. Sidra glanced over at the Novus in that moment. Just what did that make them? Her fingers traced the 'H' a bit more furiously as she began to chew on her lower lip, the urge to stand up and run out of the room for fresh air becoming suddenly overwhelming. Perhaps Solarian and Terran can find a way to work together, side by side. No doubt there are things we could do to aid you just as you could for us. Our fleet is vastly powerful and your ground troops... unrivaled. Yes, an alliance would benefit us both. Calista looked over at the Dominion emissary as he loomed above, causing an ominous shadow to form around both Calista and Sidra. Though we demand the Dominion cease their attacks and leave us in peace. We do not wish any more blood shed in our territory. Any more attacks and we will be forced to take severe action. There was a pause, her breath catching before she composed herself to speak once more. And we do not wish to resort to such tactics. But be warned that should our way of life be threatened, our people killed... we will retaliate. Sidra shivered as she heard the cold words drip from the Solarian woman's mouth. It was the first time she saw anger in her face, a fierce flash of menace in her weary eyes. But for as quickly as it came, it was soon gone. However, the lingering chill remained in Sidra's bones, deep and dark as she wrapped her arms about her middle, her skin breaking out into goose bumps. What would happen now? She feared the inevitable... grave loss, so much blood. As she looked over at the Dominions, their expressions still filled with hate, she thought on her parents and how it was their fault they were gone.