[hr][Center][h1][color=#1ed1d1]Abaddon[/color][/h1][/center][hr]

Abaddon was sat in the 8th terminal access point like usual, trying to make sure the main hatches hydraulics would pressurize correctly. [color=#1ed1d1]" I have no idea how to fix this but I have books for a reason" [/color]Abaddon quietly said as he flips through hydraulics for dummies. [color=#1ed1d1]" I think this will do it, just need to run a test to make sure though"[/color] as he starts to set up for a manual activation of the hydraulics. [color=#1ed1d1]"Natasha will turn me into a sword if this opens up mid-space jump."[/color] All pressures normal, it moving normally. Abaddon pumped his fist in success. He walked out of the terminal, slammed the door, and stretched his nonexistent back. He checked this off of his to-do list and continued with his day.

The day was busy but somehow boring. Natasha loved to capitalize on the Kaisoken physiology, having Abaddon work 20/7. It was fine to Abaddon though as the work Natasha had him do was more stimulating than sitting around doing nothing. The monotonous day was broken as Natasha called Abaddon over the intercom that they were leaving to meet the Star Children and to have a fight. If there was anyone to witness Abaddon, they would have felt his presence explode out, being riled by the prospect of a battle. Abaddon dashed to his quarters, throwing on his large black trenchcoat. The trenchcoat was heavy set with purple highlights to make it pop. He grabbed his custom hammers and more importantly his sword. The hammers were on full display as they were held onto Abaddon's trenchcoat. His sword was slightly wrapped to obscure the material it was made of, leaving some of the material exposed to frighten onlookers. 

Abaddon made his way to the vehicle deck and hopped in Kirin. He had been thinking for a while to get a custom hoverbike. Something with extra thrusters, he wants to go at least Mach 12 in it. Something to really for his need for speed. However, he had been too busy with work to talk to a dealer so that will have to wait. As they were about to leave, Abaddon looked at who he would hopefully be fighting. He was mostly disappointed until he saw a Kaisoken like himself. [color=#1ed1d1]"Oh! A follower! I knew that my beliefs would spread but to see such an active perpetrator is always good. Oh, but I feel such confliction Natasha! My orders from you are to battle him but how I would love to speak to him! I can't disregard orders like that so I'm sorry my innocent Mirrorshard but I shall shatter you like everything else."[/color] Abaddon was slightly bummed having to kill his first follower but oh well. At least he could give him the highest honor of being shattered by his master. 

As they rode towards Mirrorshard, one of the child soldiers, Tarak, suggested that Abaddon speak to him try and bring him out. A simple method that Abaddon considered but decided against for the sake of his own bloodlust. But with it being thrusted towards him he couldn't ignore the peaceful option. Abaddon leaned on Kirin's door, spread his legs slightly, and held a fist to the side of his head to show his annoyance. If he had eyes they would be rolling as he said [color=#1ed1d1]"Fine."[/color] Abaddon's tone clearly showed that desired a fight of some kind. His slumped posture straightened up as he grabbed Natasha's omnitool to record a video. Before recording Abaddon was sat there, trying to conjure a small speech in his mind that would draw Mirrorshard out. He rocked his read back and forth thinking. [color=#1ed1d1] He had stated that he is a follower of me, meaning he believes that the Kaisoken are weak. He is part of some pitiful group called the 'Restarters'. Judging by his tone, he might be sympathetic to other races causes or, like most Kaisoken, want revenge for the Ascendency's crimes against our people. It should be a point to not disclose I have sold tons of my people to them before and during the war. His superiority towards humans seems to come from a place of pain, I should focus on that. He's so young, probably desperate for approval and recognition! [/color]

Abaddon's head stopped swaying as he curled inwards a little as he let out a malevolent chuckle [color=#1ed1d1]"Alright, I'm ready for the camera!"[/color] he adjusted his sitting position, leaning forward, putting his elbows in his knees. He took his sword and out it between his legs having it lean towards the door. He hit play and started his video to Mirrorshard. [color=#1ed1d1]"Mirrorshard,"[/color] Abaddon spoke in a deep, calm manner all in order to exert his excellentness, [color=#1ed1d1]"I have been made aware of you by the news and I must say I'm quite impressed. You have fully transferred over to our species' ultimate form. And to do it so young only proves that you are special even among those like us."[/color] 

Make him feel special, make sure he knows you recognize him, give him the approval he so desires. Abaddon takes his arm opposite from the show and gracefully moves it out of the way, opening his stance, like he was physically inviting Mirrorshard, [color=#1ed1d1]"I'm quite happy to see that you consider yourself my student! I believe that it is some sort of destiny that I am only a few minutes from you. In fact, I'm on my way there."[/color] Abaddon said while slightly speeding his pace, lifting his tone of voice higher to posture the excited master. [color=#1ed1d1]"However,"[/color] Abaddon says as he begins to bring his arm in again closing the invitation as he continues, [color=#1ed1d1]"you seem to be in quite a situation at the moment. One that would stop me from speaking with you! I am working on a way to strike deep back at the Ascendency of Man at this very moment. One that will echo a tale of hubris for eons. Right now your actions, although righteous, are preventing this grand plan. I ask that you stop so we can meet. I can provide a way for you to escape but your people will have to fend for themselves. It would be wise to disarm the bomb as well as it seems a task force will handle the situation soon. Sadly you are outgunned."[/color] Lowering his tone to show condolences for what he is about to say. [color=#1ed1d1]"The authorities would have you shattered and your people tortured. Do not let your time come to an end yet Mirrorshard, there is so much more to do. As for your people,"[/color] Abaddon sits up fully showing he is about to say something, [color=#1ed1d1]"have them surrender, it is the best way for them to survive. If their spirit is too strong to surrender, you, as the strongest speciese must make them submit. I look forward to seeing you."[/color] Abaddon stops the video and hands the tool over to Natasha [color=#1ed1d1]"You can figure out how to get the video to him I presume."[/color] Abaddon leaned back satisfied with himself. Maybe if he plays his cards right, he can do his job, talk to a follower, and murder Mirrorshard. That would be lovely.