Rym- Episode 1 (Season 1): Bank Robbery

Location: Quartzine Palace, Shiri

Hours later, Cherub was shaken awake from a nap when she felt a jolt as the ship was set down. She had remained undiscovered by the ryms for the entire flight. Alex got up from the pilot's chair and walked out of the bridge, stepping into another room behind a bronze-colored door. When it shut, there was the sound of clothes ruffling. When the door reopened, Alex stepped out in a long, sleek, black dress.

The rym princess walked down the hallway of the ship, almost tripping a couple of times (from the high-heeled shoes she was wearing). Jade and Marrow awaited her by the door. The metal rose within the threshold, and the three ryms stepped one by one through the doorway. Cherub peered out from behind the boxes, and watched the them disappear. She saw that the setting outside was warm-toned, but dark; sand was carried on the winds, and the ground was dry and dusty in the absence of water. A desert planet, Cherub thought, I cannot be here. She stood up from behind the crates and leapt over them, and began stepping lightly towards the open door. However, before she could reach it, the metal door started descending. "No," Cherub muttered under her breath, walking faster while keeping quiet, "No, no, no, no, no!" The bottom of the door touched the floor of the ship, and metal made sounds as they shifted, locking only exit Cherub was aware of. Cherub sighed as she came to a halt. She put her hand over her mouth, a bit frustrated, and thought about what she should do next. She looked down at her feet, with her hand still covering her mouth, and thought, I don't want to teleport again.

Cherub turned around, putting her hand down, and looked over at the bridge. She could try and figure out how to start the ship on her own; she figured it couldn't be very difficult. She took a step towards the bridge, but suddenly, there was a heavy shake throughout the ship, preceded by the sound of heavy metal adjusting. Cherub heard another sound, of released steam, coming from the outside of the ship. Everything was still as the steam outside was being let out, and Cherub didn't move from where she was standing. For a moment, it felt like slow, lingering waves of energy were rippling through the air. Then, preceded with a heavy jolt of motion, the entire ship had begun to move.

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Alex chose her steps carefully to avoid tripping over her heels. Marrow was to her left, and Jade to her right. Their shoes tapped rhythmatically as they proceeded down a tall hallway. The floor was shining white like diamond, but it was quartz. Thin, slender grey pillars lined the walls, and brilliant amber lanterns hung high above from vaulted ceilings. The end of the hallway split off in opposite directions.

A young-looking man walked quickly around the corner, and his face darkened slightly at the sight of the three. He had curled, short, dark-brown hair and wore a black suit with a rich-green pocket handkerchief. "Princess Alexandrael!" he said as he approached. Alex held up a hand, "Spruce, please; just call me Alex," she said. She lowered her hand. "Queen Sapphrine is aware of your thievery of Archenian currency," Spruce said, "And she and King Vesuvius wish to speak with you in the records' room."

Alex gave a heavy breath, then replied gravely, "Very well then. Must my escorts be present?" "That is up to them," Spruce answered, glancing over his shoulder in reference to the monarchs. Alex walked past him, trailed by Jade and Marrow (who were remaining silent), and Spruce fell into step behind them. They walked through the corridors until they reached a section lined with thick, bronze doors spaced about fifteen yards apart from each other. The third door down on the right was guarded by two ryms in silver-plated armor, each wielding a long-blade.

When Alex approached the door, the guards crossed their blades in front of her, blocking her off. "If you don't recognize my being royalty after this long, so help me-" Alex growled at the guards. At this remark, they quickly lowered their weapons and let her pass. She opened the door, and behind it were thousands upon thousands of books stacked on mahogany shelves. Tables were centered in the middle of the isle in between the massive shelves, and were each cluttered with their own assortment of records and documents. Sitting at the nearest table were Vesuvius and Sapphrine.