Rubedo pulled up a bowl of synthetic noodles from the automated dispenser, sitting down in the dim light of the terminal screen. The heat from the bowl warmed his palms, but the lingering emptiness in his chest remained undisturbed.
He tapped a series of command lines into the primary interface, bypassing the standard imperial channels completely. A heavily encrypted, isolated frequency blinked to life.
Four distinct holographic columns rose from the floorboards.
Gorr materialized first. The short, sturdy deity leaned heavily on her spectral pickaxe, her avatar shedding a faint trail of gray dust.
To her right, Sylara shivered into view, instantly pulling her white moth-silk hood forward to shield her face from the terminal's glare.
Beside her, a complex, multi-armed mechanical frame whirred to life. The Brass Construct's digital projection stabilized, its central ocular lens clicking as it calibrated to the sanctuary's lighting.
