Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25908355-20160317153625/@comment-26182384-20160318233514

(Plot-full text-wall ahead!!!)

Lepidolite's handship hovers outside the atmosphere, exactly above the Capital. It's not your average spacecraft, but an upper-class Gem interplanetary cruiser, destinated only for high-positioned members of a Diamond's Court.

Its design is more delicate and elegant than the regular handships. It has the shape of an slender, feminine hand coloured with a beautiful silvery lilac hue. Each fingernail is a big translucent dome that allows to appreciate the beautiful planetscape. On its palm, a white diamond stands out, shining brightly: the symbol of White Diamond's court.

Moldavite: Are you sure you want to do this? I already intercepted the instructions. We can leave just right now.

Lepidolite: I'm sure. This is for Musc's sake. We can't just leave her like that.

Moldavite: Yeah. Poor girl wouldn't stand a chance there... Okay, there you go *concentrates*

Lepidolite sanks under the hull of the ship. The hand turns delicately and a ball of fluid exudes from it, turning into a Planetary Module and rolling softly down the middle finger. The module detaches from the ship delicately and falls like a raindrop.

Instantly, its engines turn on and it starts to move swiftly to cope with the planet's rotation as it falls. Some minutes later, it lands delicately in front of the designated Capital building

Lepidolite storms into Sard's office, startling him.

Lepidolite: Ok, we received your notification and we'd be glad to accomplish that task. BUT, I want some guarantees. I'm perfectly conscious of tha fact that my... friend, Muscovite, is just in WD's Court because of me. Even her scrying ability is only praised because it enhances mine. So, I want her to be fine while I'm not here to remind the others of her worth. I have read their thoughts. I know they are... up to something. I want you to ensure that nothing happens to her once I go away in your missions, and I want you to see her being protected if something happens to me in the mission. If you want me and Moldavite in your mission, whatever it is, I want her to be as far from danger as you can get her. Right?

Lepidolite stares at the Sard in the desk, skillfully trying to incept some convincing thoughts in his mine. She knows this is wrong, but she would do about anything to protect Muscovite.

(Owwww, no one got the reference. I'm dissapointed)