@tchnocrat ♥’d for a starter
Europa, like many other sleepy moons, had been in uproar. Comms were on fire, and intelligence came streaming in from countless sources. While Spider had little pull or specific reason to entangle himself in the politics and engagements in Jupiter’s atmosphere, he found himself particularly intrigued. Of course, interest was only surface level, and he had little intention of becoming involved. It was bad for business, after all—the plight of the Eliksni people were of no concern to him, and yet, some how, he found his fingers in the metaphorical pie.
Leaving the Reef was rare in and of itself, or at least as most of the universe believed, but with a little exchange here and a favour there, the Tangled Shore’s renown don found himself residing on Europa’s frozen tundra.
He knew Eramis, or at least of her exploits and her history, and he wished he could say he was surprised. The Eliksni were a prideful race, after all, and watching the events that unfolded upon the Tangled Shore, Eramis merely seemed to draw inspiration from it.
“And what, praytell can I do for you?” The Spider hummed, bright gaze settling upon the Technocrat with curiosity. “I’ve come a long way, so I suggest forgo wasting my time.”
