>>6131463“What kind of distraction will Laria cause?” You ask.
“A good one, I assure you.” Orneus does not seem intent on getting into the details. “I will leave it to you both to see which plan you will follow. If anything goes awry, the prime objective is to apprehend or kill the president.”
“And if your daughter is in danger?”
“That is the risk a member of the Orneus family takes when they pledge their lives to the Empire.” He dryly replies. Drier than usual. Laria does not react.
“I see.” You say. It really is similar to the Kryptonian Empire.
You arrive at another elevator and head up, the back of the elevator opens, even though it seemed like a regular elevator wall. You arrive at some sort of hangar, where an airship awaits. It’s the size of a heavy fighter, long and sleek.
“This fighter bears a cloaking device. Its hover system should allow you to land safely at the designated coordinates. It is your only method of escape.”
You nod.
Orneus then orders Laria to prepare the fighter for your expedition, then turns towards you. “Before I let you go. I would like to formally greet you. It is customary when sending a fellow to a life or death mission.”
You cross your arms. “Right, that’s nice.”
He nods. “I am Emperor Orneus Orneuso of Kazarria, second of his name. Of the Orneusid family.”
>Return the respect. ”And I am Kara Zor’El, of Krypton.”>You have no time for this. ”Good to meet you, but I must be leaving now.”>Write-in. 