OPEN RP PART II: ELECTRIC BOOGALOO

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Muselist

Open RP (smutty version)

 

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[swarms]

If I were here as a spy, we would not be speaking. I am human. We are from a sector light years away from this one.

[Her temper is rising. This wasn't meant to be a diplomacy mission -- if that were the case, then it should have been Jim here and not her.

But she will give them a chance to cooperate. Her irises begin to glow.]

And I am also the cargo. My ship is hanging in space and losing oxygen. You are wasting my time. This is your last chance to keep the peace in this room, Peacekeeper.

I'm so sorry

[febrile]

Then I shall take it. [It's a short shift, the tilt of her chin and a deliberate glance towards her second in command before the officers on either side of her move in against Kerrigan, weapons drawn.] I, Lieutenant Aeryn Sun, hereby place you under arrest for violating intergalactic order 675-233. Lower your weapon and surrender and you will be shown mercy.

i'm more sorry

[swarms]

[Kerrigan's teeth bare, a reptilian sort of hiss coming from her vocal cords as her psionics activate themselves, effectively halting the movements of the officers advancing on her and slowly closing their windpipes. The weapon falls from her hands and they spread out to either side to assist in channeling, containing the energy to keep it from crushing them under pressure.

Her focus stays on Aeryn, an echo overcoming her tones.]

You've chosen poorly.

[The psionic grip closes on Aeryn's fingers.]

[febrile]

What in-- [Aeryn jolts hard against it, instinct telling her to fire for the sake of protecting her men, but her fingers don't move, don't close around the trigger, and she spends more time stubbornly attempting to fight whatever has her held than she reasonably ought to.

It makes no sense. No frelling sense at all.]

[swarms]

[Kerrigan holds fast to her various hostages. Energy sparks from the weapons they hold. Kill them. CRUSH.

And she could, so easily. A twist of her wrist, and their minds would melt. But it would also ruin any notions of receiving help from this race of humanoids and they couldn't return to Koprulu without some kind if help.

Even if it was just more efficient weapons tech.]

I gave you ample warning, Peacekeeper.

[febrile]

Whatever you have done, undo it. [There's tension in her muscles, useless as it is; if this weren't a match where she was at a loss without lifting a finger, she'd already be at the other woman's throat for it.]