Kerrigan had been so gracious as to leave her visitors a nice room to arrive in, rather than the beautiful, dark breathing chambers of her Overlord. She had little time to waste, especially after last month, and so she cut to the chase as soon as the doors slid shut behind her guests. "The Psi Disrupter is causing me some very serious problems. ( Read more... )

Far above the fray, someone sat watching. Her long fingers rubbed idly over a Hydralisk's back, like it was a particularly gruesome dog. The structure breathed with comfort, one steady familiar heartbeat at a time. Much like hers.

Much like all of theirs.

( 'Cerebrate,' said the Queen of Blades. )

Seated upon the creep, a Hydralisk's warmly breathing side against her palms, Kerrigan listened ( Read more... )

Back to Char. That had been the Overmind's grand plan for her. Back to hunting straggling Terrans who were already hopelessly lost on the planet's volcanic surface ( Read more... )

She was bunched up in a corner of the room, one wing curled beneath her, the other shivering slightly up in the air. The voices had picked up in volume suddenly overnight, and now this-- this was all she could-- stupid stupid.

...Arise my... ... ... blades... overWith a little twitch of a grimace on her face, Kerrigan failed to move. Beat this. ( Read more... )

She'd almost gotten the hang of it. Seated in the middle of the room-- couch long since shoved aside due to practical reasons-- Kerrigan watched the bone armor shift, retract, shape itself according to her will ( Read more... )

She was looking a little lost in the middle of the empty hallway, the place she'd emptied some fifteen billion years ago. Kerrigan would've wrapped her arms around herself, but with the current state of ( Read more... )