Abida was a bit perplexed, this Emperor being a God to the rest of the Human race was a vexing concept. "So this Emperor man is God? It is a strange idea to me." Abida's tone conveyed one of lacking understanding in the concept. "Pardon, but it is a concept many in the Akkad system have had an odd time adapting, the God Emperor is ... strange, a man as a deity, it was common perhaps for humans to be avatars, souls favored by a deity but the idea of a living person of flesh to be a deity, is still new to us." Abida shifted again trying to keep the connection going, she was clicking well with Lilla and didn't want her lack of understanding of the common faith to hurt that. "The priests or priestesses of the Emperor, I guess Battle Sisters like you, they came to Akkad when I was young, just a child and introduced this church of the Emperor. They had a grand ziggurat built to him on Akkadi Prime, in the city of Jezeral. And shrines erected in the holy places and on the other Akkadi worlds." Abida spoke recalling its rapid construction, she being only seven at the time.<br/><br/>Their pale skin especially was different, their language and their clothing, everything about them was different. "The great gilded white step pyramid, I guess that is who built it. I remember the Battle Sisters very vividly, arriving in Jezeral. Giving speeches and sermons throughout the city. Across all the Akkadi worlds and in every place where people lived." She said as she recalled the whole year long construction project when she was a child. She frequently walked the streets and saw the Battle Sisters, finding ways to add the Emperor to the pre-existing religious systems. They had settled on him being seen as the true lord of the beacon, a great spirit associated with a large star that sits in the Akkadi Prime sky, a bright star used for navigation. The Battle Sisters would tell people across the twelve worlds of Akkad that the Emperor was there to shepherd Akkadi.<br/><br/>Abida thought about the life Lilla had led, stuck in a temple for life. She never rode on horseback across a great savanna, drove a vehicle on her own, never danced, how could she have lived so long without it? From what Abida knew and had heard, the holiest site to the church of the Emperor was the supposed homeworld of Mankind. The dead rock, with not a bit of natural life left. Abida's heart opened up more, she leaned in and placed her hand on the Sisters knee "Well, that... that just won't due. It makes sense, but my..." She shook her head with a smile "No dancing? No thrilling nights in grassy fields and being under the stars?" Her face lit up with a sudden thought. She removed her hand from Lillas knee and took another drink from her glass, her lipstick adorned lips had a nice sheen in the light as she took another sip. "I can show you all sorts of things, and we would even have time to stop and smell the flowers." The last part was meant to be funny, though Abida was unsure if Sister Naser had been allowed such simple pleasures as a Sister.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>