The Beach, Friday Morning
Fandom had been giving her a headache.
That wasn't anything new, but this had been a headache buzzing with dreams and whispers and god only knows what-- which had only turned into something that made sense (even if it was still annoying) after last night's radio broadcast.
So Kerrigan removed herself to a place with a little less immediate chatter to get some clarity away from all the bustle. A place to get back to herself, to ignore the little tingle of doubt in the back of her head that kept wondering if someone else wasn't going to make an appearance, to bat away the frustration and confusion at yet another's return.
Her own humanity was a pain in the ass sometimes.
She took a deep breath, and let her mind reach back out, upwards, to that Overlord by the moon and through it, beyond, into Koprulu, touching again on those honey-sweet threatening voices whispering about galaxies burning and wondering how long she had, really, until the Xel'Naga arrived and everyone's time would be up.
The illusion remained this time. But for one single thing.
Her eyes shone golden.
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That wasn't anything new, but this had been a headache buzzing with dreams and whispers and god only knows what-- which had only turned into something that made sense (even if it was still annoying) after last night's radio broadcast.
So Kerrigan removed herself to a place with a little less immediate chatter to get some clarity away from all the bustle. A place to get back to herself, to ignore the little tingle of doubt in the back of her head that kept wondering if someone else wasn't going to make an appearance, to bat away the frustration and confusion at yet another's return.
Her own humanity was a pain in the ass sometimes.
She took a deep breath, and let her mind reach back out, upwards, to that Overlord by the moon and through it, beyond, into Koprulu, touching again on those honey-sweet threatening voices whispering about galaxies burning and wondering how long she had, really, until the Xel'Naga arrived and everyone's time would be up.
The illusion remained this time. But for one single thing.
Her eyes shone golden.
[[ open! ]]