Cursed Fate | Invite Only

[Omicron]

People she meant to meet were inbound, but still she had time to process every detail that had lead up her to this very moment. Of all, the best and among most valuable was shard of memory… one of most recent of her relinquishing one of the last tokens of her past she so much desired to be gone forever. Yuki profoundly remembered everything with near photogenic detail arising doubts that what she had requested will take an effect on her mind.

Brought to quarters of the Admiral Golanski, the ‘Guardian’ held the secure tube-like case close, her fingers clutching it strong as she neared the only person she knew that could take away the curse from her very person. In her hands was reason she had been chased after by agents of the Nomads, life she so desired to leave behind and go just about anywhere where hands of the enemy would not reach her even in thousand years. She stayed loyal, taking on the task willingly carrying burden for far longer than most would do. The Overwatch chose wisely in this regard.

That moment she recalled very vividly. Her grip on Proteus Tome loosened, she rushed forward with big, relieving sigh that her chest could produce as soon Grand Admiral permitted her to come forth. Placing the device at his desk, nervously yet decisively pressing button after button on the attached keypad she completed difficult sequence to unseal its content and hand it over to a new wielder… for good this time she had hoped.

"Good morning sir… I brought something for you.. the Sisters, and the Oracles have..once again tried to steal this from me… even going as far as to turn my own friends and family against me. Here, I believe this belongs to you..."

The man took the alien artifact from her hands with solemn duty on his face. He was her saviour, taking Emissary’s life with his own hands at time she became gravely advanced in her plot to take the Tome from her custody on Kyoto. Yuki refused to inquire about the details and the act was not something Golanski boasted around. She preferred to not know to what extends he had to go to keep her safe. He inquired her about the crystal embedded into her arm, the replacement for her immune system so damaged though her assigned mission. Yuki pleaded for her life, wanting to bide her time on Akabat under Jeremy Hunter, their common friend and also Admiral of The Order. Flashback was still livid. She did not understood at the time but something turned him awry, dissatisfied… he did not said why.

Waiting for people that would decide her fate quietly increased the anxiety. She could not tell how long she spent in this cold room… Her deprived senses sharpened, her hearing enhanced to listen in for anything of value, looking into something to sate her troubled mind. “This is not ethical. We are stealing her past.” She could hear the familiar voice finally arrive.