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(Open)  Meanwhile, at the Farm...
Tag: Spectrolite // February, 24th 2031


It was business as usual. Another day, another chance to make the quota set forth by his Queen. Even though his presence had been completely overlooked by his superiors, Labradorite still faithfully continued his procurement and delivery of life energy harvested from the stupid and unsuspecting humans.

Attendance at the farm, currently known as Brilliance Gaming, it was better known as a forefront for the successful but subtle gathering of the precious energy needed by Queen Metaria. Even though his loyal regulars maintained their consistent daily appearance, it was become very apparent another large event would be required to increase the influx of energy harvested.

Clicking of mice and tapping of keyboards could quietly be heard in the nearly empty store but given the early morning hour, it wasn't surprising as most gamers prefer to appear and play during peak times of the day. An occasional swear could be heard as a player portrayed dismay over an outcome in their game. Something he simply ignored.

Sitting at the check-in station, the cafe owner; Lee Morgan; kept watch over his cattle as they unawaringly poured their precious energy into the machines for entertainment. At least, the man who sat at the counter appeared to be Lee Morgan. But this illusion was simply just that, a false projection made by the real conjurer who was hidden in a back room. The image existing as it was fueled by the Auracite Crystal hidden behind the desk from which it sat. Right underneath the shotgun, the stores best defense against theft.

In a back room, Labradorite worked silently. A much larger Auracite Crystal sat in one corner of the room, connected to an array of wires and cords that were fed into a central hub which then snaked it's way up into the ceiling and out onto the gaming floor computers. Three computer screens sat in front of Labradorite, each one displaying a different piece of content. One was displayed open with a news video running of daily events taking place within Infinite City, the second was displaying the security cameras lined throughout the gaming floor. While the false image of Lee Morgan appeared to keep watch, the REAL Shepard was keeping a close eye on the cattle. Only every now and then did Labradorite glance over at his cameras should a flicker of movement catch his eye but the third screen was where the majority of his attention was spent. Clicking and scrolling through webpage after webpage of gaming news and social events, reading up on the next idea of the possible event that could be held at his farm.

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(This post was last modified: 25 Feb 2021, 07:34 PM by Lee Morgan.)
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When it came to the leadership of the Dark Kingdom Division of the Dark Alliance, there was typically a split. Danburite handled those that were tied to the Inner Planets--for all that they did not recall being so--and Spectrolite did the same with those of the Outer Planets. That, however, had fallen somewhat to the wayside with what Zoisite had done to Danburite just before the taking of Elysion: taken away some of the Chaos that corrupted him.

At first, Danburite had not made mention of it but Spectrolite had figured it out. They were too close to one another--shared the same space and lives together; their hearts practically beat to the same rhythm--and thus secrets only stayed as long as they let them exist un-commented upon. The one that Danburite carried now, that Adonis was no longer just memories but a more tangible presence, could no longer stay hidden. It was why he had requested that the younger man (though he was not younger by much) not bring himself to Elysion. That would, on a whole, only make things worse for him.

Thus Spectrolite had taken it upon himself to carry out what duties of Danburite's he could without issue, covering for him in such a way that none would be the wiser. After all: they had often covered for one another, Danburite dealing with the Outer Knights and Spectrolite dealing with the Inner Knights, but that had been more about equal division of labor between them as leaders and so they were both familiar with all of those they led.

Which meant that when it came time to check in on Labradorite, it was Spectrolite that came calling. The knowledge of his meeting(s) with Smokey Quartz lingered within his mind, though it was pushed aside for the time being. What was exchanged between the two then did not necessarily matter now, though the low frisson of annoyance Smokey Quartz had experienced reverberated once more despite the time that had passed (though the corrupted Sailor Guardian was currently annoyed as well). Spectrolite had already called upon his particular talents, completely silencing any aspect of his existence (sight, sound, emotion, and otherwise).

Spectrolite passed unseen through Brilliance Gaming, though he teleported the last bit that brought him to the back room where Labradorite was. For the span of several heartbeats, he simply watched the man work at his desk before finally revealing himself.

Visually revealing himself, at least. There was nothing else about him that would be given away, the golden mask and cowl firmly in place, just as he ensured nothing of what passed within the space they now shared would leave it. "Labradorite."

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