Soundbust11
How does one even contact The Ambassador? Despite him being such a noteworthy figure, as the Comms Officer used the exclusive Q-comm line that security could achieve with The Embassy, they found nothing but silence at the other end.
In fact, The Ambassador seemed to have simply disappeared after the events after The Senate’s meeting. He could not be found within The Embassy, nor in any of the places usually frequented by him, including his origin planet.
However, that didn’t mean that the attempts to contact him had been in vain. Through inconspicuous means, the scenery slowly shifted ever-so-minisculely, something that’d seldom ever be realized, almost blown over the perceptiveness of the Y-3 Model, meant to be unparalleled. The shifting of the landscape seemed to occur with no reason, except that when it snapped back into place, the figure of The Ambassador surged into place at the center of all of the night-imperceptible change. He took a moment to gather his composure, and scan his environment, before talking.
“ Excuse the timing and the manner. There is no easy way from here to the stars or back, nor is there a non-chalant way…
It appears that my trinket has led you to discoveries… Why can’t people just simply not meddle with things that were not meant to be yet? Such is the folly that Prometheus fostered. Is that not right…”
The Ambassador grabbed the lens from Raasha and fiddled with it for a second while he talked, but when he looked at him, he stopped his motion and started with a sort of fascination towards the fox person, which dwarfed the wolfman in size.
“ Hmmmm…
I see a change of relative significance within you…
I see an increment in the inertia that resides within the individual… Raasha now? An interesting knowledge, though everything is a balance, though off scale as it may be. I must advise you to keep this inertia and utilize it to its potential, lest my trust in you be misplaced.”
He handed Raasha the lenses back, securing it within the grasp of his paws and closing them around the object, before sitting down on a monolithic block of black stone that surged from the snowy ground suddenly, looking outwards into the vast scape populated by countless layers and masses of soul energy moving around like a storm.
“ Well, my friend.
I believe that we’ve undoubtedly found our culprit, right?
Hm… If we trace this soul energy, I believe that we could reform your soul. However, we must also find the epicenter of this phenomena. This is in your hands, Raasha. I shall not forge your destiny in the face of your development, but if you wish my presence, I will accompany you in good faith.”