Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27661770-20190414050446/@comment-27049835-20190415234413

As Yharim sat upon his once great throne, depressed and staring forward, the Seeker snaked aorund his gaze in the darkness. She had someone to visit, and he wasn't stopping her. Not that he even would. He didn't care enough to do that. Seeker backed further into the darkness as her white eyes dimmed and then vanished entirely.

Moira had gone into hiding ever since the unfortunate incident, her Contagion forces being tucked away secretly in several realms. She had no idea that Yharim didn't care to hunt her down, but wouldn't care anyway. After that issue, she had to vanish. Vanish she did.

Or so she thought.

The Seeker appeared from the darkness around her, grinning like a psychopath. "Y-you!" Moira quickly gasped before Rania shoved her tendril arm into Moira's stomach. As her right eye began to twitch, Rania pulled the dying geneticist into a hug.

"Shhh..." Rania whispered. "You wanted to disappear. So do it. You were a stepping stone, my dear, but once stones are stepped on, they tend to break." Rania released Moira from her hug and shoved her to the ground, where Moira's gaze finally ceased, her eyes looking forward, unblinking. Rania pulled her tendril arm out of Moira's stomach, looking down at her work. Excellent.

Phase 2 of the plan could begin. No more loose ends. She was working alone from now on, to bring about the success of her grandoise plan.

Wherever Zarita was, she felt a shiver run down her spine.