"Lila!" Ivy called out just as soon as she landed, her bare legs sliding across a field of wet green stalks. "Where are you!?"
The heiress looked around frantically, realizing she was in some sort of moist farmland. Tapping her heels against the mud, she released an exaggerated sigh.
"Corn." Ivy poked one of the stalks that stood inches from her face. "Wonderful."
She dusted herself off, picking grass out of her regal dress. A dusty field was no place for an heiress. But if it meant finding Lila, she was willing to trudge through it.
"Where can you be?" Ivy levitated upwards a few feet, surveying the horizon. "Ah."
The tallest structure within Rena's dream was easily the fragmented midsection of the Lenora, whose name was painted across the hall. But within that looming maze, Ivy could sense something unnatural. She knew its contents were far more expansive than the naked eye would imply.
"They're all portals." Ivy's eyes flickered red, thinking back to Yrix's words. "Rena's story."
Realizing she could not afford to get stuck in farm life, Ivy sprinted on ahead, even bothering to adjust her heels into a pair of dainty cloggers for increased speed.
"Hold on, Lila."
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Lunae's breath was steady, her feet balancing gracefully upon a sea of grains. If not for her talent, she would have drowned in that moment. But thankfully, she came prepared for all manner of danger.
"Curious," Lunae muttered to herself, the floor beneath her pulsating with blue energy.
The girl had never seen a granary before, nor did she understand why humans would build an ocean of tiny seeds. If only Rena had spoken of her past in more detail. For the time being, however, Lunae couldn't afford to be curious.
She had to find the others.
"Hello?" Lunae shouted, calling out for help as she stared up at a vast metal chamber. "Is anyone there?"
She began to search her surroundings with a Psionic gaze, watching and waiting for any movement. Her tail soon perked up, realizing something was near. But whatever lay outside the granery was unusually wavering, as if its mind were scrambled.
"Lila?" Lunae's eyebrows were raised. "She's...near but-."
The girl shrugged before leaping towards the outer edge of the granery, latching onto a plate of metal like an animal. She dug her nails in deep and, with embarrassing amounts of skill, began to scuttle up the sheer wall. It wasn't long before Lunae had reached a sealed hatch at the top.
"Lila." Lunae thought to herself, blasting off the entrance to the granery with a flick of her wrist. "It'll be good to see her. We can find the others quickly using her speed."
A dark brewery lay before Lunae, its vast hallways unlit and unloved. Clearly, whatever memory she had wandered into was an abandoned one. Lunae didn't expect that to remain a constant, however, and kept her guard up.
"Where is she?" Lunae wondered as she struggled to keep Lila's Psionic signature in focus.
Lunae feared the worst and bolted through the granery, honing in on her best estimation of Lila's location. But after dashing through a few doors, she began to see a light in the distance. Someone was inside.
"There!" She exclaimed.
Not knowing what a bar was really like, Lunae forced her way in, expecting Lila to be at the mercy of some monster. But instead, all she found was the Earthling alive and well, standing on a table with a mug of beer. It was an amusing sight to behold.
"If I had a n-nickel for *hick* every time a pretty weird girl would come running after me in the darkness, I'd have two." Lila blurted out as she struggled to balance herself. "Which isn't a lot, but it's weird that it happened twice."
"Oh." Lunae placed a hand to her lips. "I see."
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Sonera grunted angrily at her hands, their gloved surface caked in red blood. Her first moments within the Lenora were met with shouts and screams of violence. She had appeared all so suddenly in front of a man and his wife, sparing no moment before she splattered them both with her Psionic grasp.
The assassin's logic was simple. If there were any residents within the mindscape, they had to be a hazard. In her mind, it was all just a dream.
They were in her way.
Her surroundings were those of a wide-open penthouse, overlooking the Lenora's massive gardens that were all neatly contained within a dome-like structure. The edge of the dome was dotted with only luxury residences, clearly making up a community of VIPs.
Sonera was quite familiar with the idea and cared little for what she would do to anyone she encountered.
"Lunae?" The assassin called out with her Psionic voice. "Hm."
She crept back into a familiar silence, stalking the penthouse before finding a well-dressed servant holding a plate of food. Sonera didn't even have the time to tell if they were a man or a woman before she put a fiery hole through their face with her revolver. Such violence was a simple matter even before she became a Psion.
Now it was like taking candy from a baby.
Sonera took in her surroundings with greater care, realizing she had been placed far away from her allies. A feeling of nostalgia then swept over her, filling her with the desire to wander and survive. She had never been aboard a ship like the Lenora. And yet, it felt natural to her.
She would do great there.
The Psionic assassin casually strolled towards the exit of the penthouse, taking a moment to grab a prosciutto before swallowing it whole. It was like the good old times. Sonera might have even admitted to being excited in that moment, if not for her reversion to complete silence.
She exited the penthouse and wandered into a long hallway leading towards a pair of elevators. Three men stood there, discussing business as they waited for the lift to arrive. Sonera stared at the carpet beneath her, admiring its gold patterns before unsheathing her radiant blade.
Yrix was proud.