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[h3][color=firebrick]Endian-01[/color][/h3][/center]

Endian arrived to Eos’s Throne room in gloomy silence. She had been unable to defeat Helena, and while she survived the battle, ultimately she failed her mission. Even as Wolf took responsibility for what had happened, Eos would surely know better. Even Endian’s slight victory to bring Henry to join the Machina Faction was hollow to Endian, simply because she failed to defeat Helena as she had promised. Now away from all the chaos and fighting Endian knew that despite the upgrades given to her, she knew that she wasn’t nearly as strong as she should be as one of Endian’s commanders. The machina were disorganized at best, and with the addition of rogue elements like Henry the Machina had strength, but lacked skills. Endian knew this best, as her time as Grafdakka was nothing but power tossed around haphazardly, without any real consideration for strategy or precision. Endian needed to solve this.

The only other matter which Endian concerned herself with was Eos’s command to continue cooperation with Doctor Karizawa. His name was in Endian’s databanks as one of the researchers for the Machina, creating mechs and other automatons. He had recently taken up residence in Grafdakka’s former warehouse, before Krieg had his operations moved to Endian’s production facility. Endian made a mental note to visit him for a possible upgrade, as well as keeping an eye on him as the queen had commanded.

Soon they were dismissed. Endian rose and was about to leave when another robot came in. HIs designs seemed more… Primitive compared to most of the Machina. It reminded Endian of something that Krieg would have put together before he had Endian’s AI integrated into himself. He wished to become a cartographer for the Machina, mapping out their empire and future empire. A noble task; information about the every changing Nexus is always vital, no matter how fruitless it may seem. But of course the High Queen would not give the machine such a lofty task if he could not fulfill it. To that end she had requested the machine, which Endian was now able to identify as HR-513, to explore the Datascape. Except HR-513 knew nothing of the Datascape.

It was at this point that Endian stepped forward and bowed towards Queen Eos as she offered her assistance in this matter. [color=firebrick]”My queen, if you would excuse my arrogance, perhap I may be of some assistance. I have information on the Datascape and I will do all that you will allow me to inform and prepare him for this task.”[/color]

[@Kol][@Spiffy]

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[h3][color=goldenrod]Francisca Labrys Seax Luxuria[/color][/h3][/center]

In Hell, Fran had quickly left the Throne Room before all the leaders had arrived. While it would normally be a momentous occasion for most, too much was on Fran’s mind to care about that. She couldn’t help but wonder what Suparna was doing and generally feeling like shit. At first she tried to pleasure herself with a nearby slave, but she couldn’t bring herself to really get into it. It was empty and meaningless, and Fran needed to find something more fulfilling to do than mindless, rampant sex. So Fran wandered around Hell, listening to the sounds of screams and torture while trying to revisit old memories. She eventually arrived to Suparna’s old place, that tomb that doubled as her home and laboratory. Granted it was never really a laboratory to anyone but Fran. But it had books and stuff that wasn’t just for torturing or killing people, so it may as well have been.

Sure enough when Fran went inside most of the place was dusty and barren. There were still a few books lying around, a couple of rusty tools too, but it was clear that someone had been in here already and took anything important. Fran went around and found all the bloodstans of prisoners she had brutally maimed here with Suparna, and a table where she had butchered them for her lolita’s maggots. [color=goldenrod]”No, no Fran. Stop that. She’s not yours anymore. She’s just… Suparna.”[/color]

Fran wandered around the place and looked through the books. She was never really much of a reader, and even pornographic novels didn’t really interest her as much as the real deal. Most of the books were filled in information that Fran wasn’t too interested in beyond the fact that Suparna might’ve read them at some point. But that was why Fran was reading them now; surely somewhere in here was a formula or device that could cure Fran of her malaise.

That was when Fran stumbled across an interesting tome. It was a book of lore, something that didn’t completely go over Fran’s head. She knew that many demons, angels, and even machina had powers rooted in ancient lore of questionable origins. Many of the gods were creations of human myths made reality, or something like that. Fran remembered demon propaganda something something to that effect anyways. Point was that this book was mildly interesting. [color=goldenrod]”Poetic Edda huh? Should be interesting.”[/color] Taking the book with her Fran left to find a place to read it. Perhaps a hotspring; these demonic books were notorious hard to damage, so she wasn’t worried about getting it a bit wet.