Dark Heaven

Unusual Diplomacy

Meanwhile at Hivadra, moments soon after terminating communication with Valper.

Shai'lak rests on her throne; a sly, yet devilish smirk rises from her lips, thinking and enjoying the possibilities of her mischievous plan. Unusual as it may sound, She felt tempted and bored. She was looking forward to the "arrangement" she proposed to Valper. She traces her lips with her index, imagining the act of savoring a skin that is not her own.

-Shai'lak: Servants!

A Drone approaches her and bows.

-Servant Drone: I heed your call, my Queen.

-Shai'lak: You saw what I did, you know what I think. Their place... fills with so much quality, just like the individuals of Ohmid. That is the next place we will invade.

-Servant Drone: You will get what you desire in the meantime, my Queen.

-Shai'lak: "In the meantime" refers to soon, yes?

Shai'lak stands from her throne and walks down a few staircases before touching ground. She walks around, thinking and concealing her tickling temptation; she can't hold it.

-Shai'lak: Secille, Secille, Secille... daughter of the Oligarchs and... Simone's special someone...Simone...

-Servant Drone: Simone the Engineer is the Drone you speak of; may I inquire why you forge such interest with the creature?

-Shai' lak: Perhaps, I can enjoy myself with a bit of drama on one side while my envoys conceal my intentions in this "cultural exchange".

-Servant Drone: May I also inquire about the purpose of a non-envoy traveling on that planet? His presence will not influence any improvements of the enemy's opinion about us.

Shai'lak stares at him, eyes narrowed.

-Shai'lak: That is a matter that shouldn't be disclosed with a mere servant like you.

-Servant Drone: Forgive me, my Queen. My curiosity isn't worth the concern.

-Shai'lak: However, you can be of some use to me.

-Servant Drone: What is it that you desire?

-Shai'lak: Reach for the man named Kag'tek; that is Simone's personal coordinator. I want him to bring Simone over; I have a special assignment for him. And while you are at it, tell him that he is ordered to bring Yanik as well.

-Servant Drone: He shall be notified in short order.

The Servant leaves her on her own as she ruminates with her ceaseless gaze at the highrises seen by the window.

"My, My, Simone. You are a troublesome guy, aren't you? Secille is a very special figure among high ranks, which makes you eligible for a very conflicting development. Do your best to entertain me."

Two days later

Afternoon, The hive warrens

Within the apartment, Simone was sitting at the dining table while working on his computer. Yanik was next to him, Ohlia was handling a new recipe in the kitchen and Avelle was nowhere to be seen, seemingly she is back to labor as a messenger since her wing healed.

-Ohlia: Your shake will be done any minute now!

-Simone: Great! Take your time! I am not in a hurry!

-Yanik: You are acting desperate with the computer, though. I've never witnessed a specimen having a hasty interaction with it.

-Simone: Yeah, I am being a bit "hasty". My fault for giving a convincing idea for a development on the new spaceship project.... Geez. Sometimes sharing good ideas is my own doom; now, they won't let me breathe.