<span style="color: #b30000">"No, not yet anyways. I still... I don't know if I feel anything and if I did I wouldn't know how to express it. I am just thankful to be in your company."</span><br/><br/>"... I walked up the ramp and knocked on the paneling to announce my presence. You're paranoid. At least three were brought with me, but we're being dragged through intentionally. Someone is trying to drag us here. "You weren't sterile when Nyaka impregnated you back in the mansion. In my time you carried out that pregnancy and then got impregnated by Elerona, the daughter of The'kal. As proof that I'm your daughter I bet you still charge crystals to power your trinkets, that weapon in your hand is a new design but you've always followed the same basic formula. Walnut stock, refined mithril case, the power source housed in a non-reactive metal near the trigger... Also, you made me this when I expressed interest in potions." She blinked onto the bridge beside her mother and offered her a highly advanced syringe the warrior had only sketched out on paper.<br/><br/>Vyre raised an eyebrow and Order's smirk was met with a glare.<span style="color: #5900b3">"She's in here." </span>She moved away from the door and let the Eternal in.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>