DarkLordKhan
Jan 10th, 2002, 06:12:15 PM
:: Aboard the SSD Crimson Storm, officers were nearly running through the corridors. Aside the bridge of the warship in a private holo-communications room, a figure sood in front of a table with a control panel and a trapezoid-shaped holo-projector in the middle. The tall human reached forward and ran his finger along a thin bar to the end, a red glowing light trailing it from inside the panel. Several moments later the holoprojector flashed to life with a shimmering, blue man in robes. The man floated over the table and his could barely be seen. The projection. appeared to someone of importance, a figure that demanded respect from the highest echelons of the military. The figure in front of the desk spoke; his voice clear, decisive, and shrewd ::
"My Lord Viscera. Forgive me for my absent in attending this conference. Several new issues have been brought to light at Dayark."
"My Lord Viscera. Forgive me for my absent in attending this conference. Several new issues have been brought to light at Dayark."