((Sorry, ya'll got ahead of me lol))
Instead of opening into simple smaller areas, like Flocka's zone, Anthas and Garrus walked into a world. Full Sized and living. The path they were on was similar to the wall path of normal, but it was hanging high above a jungle, rivers and swamps littered the ground below, a steep drop. In the center, hung the main planet Ka'Tan, or more well known as Sarathos, the putrid swamp planet. The perspective seemed to the skewed though. The size of the planet was reminiscent of earth, something familiar for Garrus at least. But in the approach, they could see the whole size of it, like a children's play model. The largest river, which also seemed to stretch the radius of the place, hung on the bottom of it without dripping. It really did seem like two plays of gravity were in place, balancing the sections. As they two approached, it scaled closer to regular size. Massive, thick trunk trees stretched for the hazy sunlight, a dirty brown gaze hung in the air, a light dirty mist. Some ares stretched in fog, other were more or less in accessible due to the thick vines and forestry. The ground was permanently sodden, each step producing a light squish, except where it was covered with fallen trees and fines, or loose rock. A volcano could be seen in the distance. Prehistoric looking birds cawed loudly, and seemed to be the only inhabitant, visibly at least. The temperature was about ninety degrees, making it almost insufferable. Sounds of slicing were heard, as Leila was slicing her way through the vines and trees, her trixon making quick work of it. Her body was screaming with pain, if it wasn't for her regenerating Trixon, she would be dead. But it would only do so much if she got an infection. "Curse this tepid world..." she gasped as she passed out on a plateau, the spot where she thought she would a find a ship. Curious masked creatures began to crawl out of woodwork, examining and finally deciding to pick her up and take her to there homes. Being knowledgeable of great medicine, they managed to fix her up in a matter of hours. She awoke to a hut, primitive in design but showed the knowings of an advanced society. She spat, the taste of horrid medicine in her mouth.
"Where am I? And why the hell are my arms chained?" As she was, thick chains held her down and tight, preventing her from breaking out. A native appeared, and began clicking sounds at her, it's language. She shook her head. "I can't understand a word you are saying. English?"
It clicked again, and a human, plain and simple coward forth. "He says, you will make a wonderful sacrifice to the Gods."
Her eyes popped. "Gods? If I'm a sacrifice, then why did the fix me up?" she was struggling against the chains, attempting to break them.
"Please, save your strength," the human, a woman spoke again. "They can't be broken...no one has."
"You mean there have been others? How many?" Leila asked.
The voice was quiet, tear strung and barely a whisper. "Hundreds. They'll come for you at midnight." And she left, disappearing into the confines of the hut.
Leila let out of heavy breath. "This is not good...and I don't suppose a rescue party is coming anytime soon." ..................................................
Ziedi and Garm were in a more traditional area, similar to the city they had first visited, except this one seemed to believe more in science. Hover cars zipped by in the sky, which was light hint of purple, but extremely clean. It had no gates, simply a sentry who merely glanced as they entered. He was at least 18 feet tall, a gargantuan. But all the people were. The average height looked about 12 feet, and everything was fitted to showcase this. Doors slid open with quiet hisses, and homes towered into the sky, the average story being twenty feet high. Workers were exiting mass transit, it was evidently evening time, and people were coming home to their kids. It was like earth, but another thousand years in the future. The two received odd glances, but were not payed much heed. One building dominated the skyline. In fact, it seemed to be a quarter of the city of itself. Ziedi let out a low whistle. "This is crazy and wonderful at the same time. Don't you think Garm? If anything, we should get medical supplies while we are here..." ((Guy. Remember Leila, from Dark Wolf's Rp? Same person essentially.))
Spoiler: Leila Collins, earth's watcher. Heavily modified with the material Trixon, a rare metal that exist in liquid form, and surprisingly bonds well with humans. It appears as shimmering green, and can be morphed to the users will. Guns, shields, bazookas, you know it. It also allows to stop bleeding and heal wounds, create prosthetic, making Trixon warriors hard to create and hard to kill. The United States first devised to create super mercenaries and assassins, and then used to the take over and unite earth. When they finally hit the correct level of technology, the watchers were revealed to them. Leila was chosen as earth's, and modified even more with electrical energy which she can fire and manipulate, and as a gift from the watchers, a longer life. She looked to Anthas more or less to help teach her so she would better understand, and they became good friends. Has a fiery temper that is controlled by her ability to analyze any situation in a few seconds, making her battle prowess feared. Also has a motherly nature, as she had to leave her two children. Forty-Two years old, looks about twenty-four.
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