It was aboard, the Omeji 4, that Tempi was scowling. Warning sirens, as we would know them, going off in all directions. An intrusion on level 5?
The private area, reserved for her Princess Iphi who was on the planet below? IF an intruder had managed to get in, an impossible..
IMPOSSIBLE not even remotely and REMOTE being the operative word here; chance of that happening.
That area, was protected, by forces, that only an Omini, or one of the Gods of creation could breach.
NO, it could not be. An Omini? Gods of creation in retrospect would not be seen here. The Princess was an Haph Omini immortai.
Blessed by the Gods of Creation. Could not be killed by any other than a God of creation. Lineage going back centuries.
Tempi had met her at the Kets Akademy. They had trained together and nothing pompous about her Princess was something to be much admired.
A mutual liking of Tempi ensured they would remain with each other. They had male companions who were military and currently elsewhere with forces deployed in a war zone restoring peace.
The ‘Qiverse’, was constantly in a flux of good bad and indifference, re the races, that were to be found there.
Here aboard the Omeji 4, was a varied mix of some Sentient lifeforms, occupying ‘carcases’ according to their race OR desires.
Clones NEVER Clonectics, the beings created by the Vendaren, who took prisoners and converted them using what was known as Clossistrial fluid..
They, gave a whole new meaning, to the old term DEI, Diversity, Equality and Inclusion. NO ‘Clonectic, was anything less than Diverse, a true mixture from various races. All were EQUAL to each other.
Inclusion?.. oh yes they were not only EXCLUSIVE to the Vendarens they were totally INCLUSIVE as their militia.
Commanders could be male or female and always, the Pure Vendaren Elite. Her and her Princess, had met some of them at the Akademy and hence were no strangers to some of their peculiarities.
Vendarens would NEVER dare attack, an Omini or its entourage. That meant the Omeji 4, would not see such an attack from them, one race at least NOT to be worried about as being hostile to them.
Kalheiron, Zinooks and a few others remained too stupid or indoctrinated into a swarry with the end result always being the same.
Slaughter as they were wiped out Sometimes the craft, would be invaded, the occupants marooned on a planet NOT of their choosing.
The craft, being stripped, of any relevant technologies and ?! then, sold for scrap. Many Kalheiron and those like them, had wised up. Realisation, that the odds were never in their favour.
The ‘Zinnouks’ she suspected, had little in the way of intelligence in the first place, to warrant them, even giving ‘thought’ to their attacking.
NOT that they, were to be dimissed lightly. Mob attacks could be draining on resources, on time and energies more productive elsewhere.
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