Hello from the Other Side

[Marf]

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The incessant little trace of wavering static traveled singularly across an omnipresent spear bypassing light itself. Exalted meditative trance enveloped his fiber, leading his neck to lean backwards in esoteric calmness. He felt her conscience, the pristine youth of her clean presence tainted succinctly by the witness of his inhuman carnage. Stars and and nebulae stretched by it's otherworldly speed, let the singing course into atmosphere and penetrate her mind.

Signals rang softly from the other side. They surrounded Giana wherever she may be. The voice she heard was soft, benign and ethereal, confined only to the barriers of her mind. Demonic ubiquity soared across the metaphysical realm from a source inexplicable, marred her new and precious thoughts with a particle of his own soul. In the mind of Leira Rys, Vereshin witnessed imagery unexpected and impossible for him to account for. The link to her dear friend emanated a feint nuance, suggesting a trace of dispersed answers.

Immaculate solitude obtained by antipodal and empowering cowardice, disrupted only by the garish and devolved pettiness of dull mortals desperate to prove strength by accepting a fate decided by another. Direct beings bringing his perfect isolation to ruin, Vereshin refused the notion of others. He would ascend beyond the need for tangible pawns, relying on those absolutely far away where they could not touch him.

"Hello."

Speaking unto the atmosphere with nobody around who might disturb his privacy, he fell into himself. Meditative pose held him fixed before the window of a ship drifting idly on the high reaching end of the galactic scope. Whispering to Giana, he left her haunted in every one step she took. Exploited her out of compulsion in complete denial for his desperate need for some form of company.

The truth drove him into madness.
@Rae Anne Jarrus

 

[Giana Iredean]

The young Kiffar sat idoly in the billowing fields of Lothal. Kneeling on a baren spot, a soft breeze toyed with tight curls as brown eyes were softly closed in concentration. Rays of golden sunlight stretched across the prairies, putting a golden outline around the young force user.

The force working in its mysterious ways, her sense stretched as far as it could go, the young girl unaware of a presence once met before. Chills flowed down her spine as a familiar dark coolness wafted over her senses as if a thick blanket of snow. Through silence and static, a single chilling voice could be heard in the premises of her mind. Giana focused on the dark presence a single word echoed in her mind.

Recognizing the voice, the young girl went between responding in her usual attitude or respond in a more reasonable tone. Deciding it would be better to reason calmly, a single response would be heard in his own mind.

"What do you want with me?"

A single question would echo in his mind as the teen sat and focused on his presence.