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One by one, other figures flickered into life thanks to the hologrid.

I was surprised by how realistic it all looked.

Of course, I had been in so pretty realistic holo-simulations since I had been transported to this universe.

Heck, I had fought in them, and they had been brilliant.

However, they had also been powered by manna in so way. They didn't just rely on technology to work as these did.

In other words, I was being blown away by the ingenuity on display here, and it made wish that the humans I had encountered so far in this universe hadn't all been marauding madn.

There were five people who had appeared throughout the hologram, and all seed incredibly different from one another.

One was short, his jaw had been replaced by tal that seed to leave his face in a permanent grimace.

Another was tall, impossibly tall, and was more muscly than any man I had ever seen before. I wasn't sure how, but I knew they had to be fake sohow.

Another of the people joining the holographic call wasn't human at all, they were an alien. In fact, they were an alien that I had seen for years throughout various forms of pop culture of the years, with a small and skinny body paired with a large bulbous dod head. A grey.

The fourth newcor was difficult to get a read on. Their head hung low, and a cowboy-style hat was pushed down over their brow. Out from underneath the hat, two pink eyes blazed brightly. Other than that I couldn't really see anything from them, but sothing about that gaze was familiar.

The final person was another young woman, well that or they were a child. Once more it was hard to tell. Their features looked youthful, far too youthful to be natural.

"The eting of the Undercity Uprising has comnced," ca the grating voice of the short figure whose jaw had been replaced by tal, that replacent clearly went down to their voice box and throat.

"I would like to bring up our first piece of business for the day," the woman who had brought to the Ice Box said, stepping up next to and resting a hand on my shoulder.

"I thought you might," The short one replied, his voice grating in a way that almost made him sound amused. "Who is this newcor that you have brought so abruptly before us, Tessa?"

The woman, who I now finally knew was nad Tessa, gave my shoulder a light squeeze, "This is Actually, haven't asked his na yet, but that's beside the point. He ca from the topside tonight, outran two dranes on the way down, and claims he's here to help kickstart a revolution. He gave a pretty crazy story to the drane who runs the dranes arms up on the high street in my area."

The short guy who had spoke before narrowed his eyes in my direction, "A topsider with a crazy story, eh? Finally had enough of supping on those who are lower down than you, have you?"

It took a mont to realise what I was being accused of.

"Oh, hey no, you're getting the wrong end of the stick here," I blabbered, trying to rescue what already felt like an opportunity slipping through my fingers, "I ca from the topside, sure, but I'm no topsider. I actually ca from outside the star system. Crash-landed on the surface monts before the starstorm."

That caused the short guy to narrow his eyes even further. I was half certain that he was trying to scan , and if that were the case he was probably getting so pretty anomalous results from whatever device he was using to record his data.

Right now his scanning instrunts, depending on how good they were, would be detecting a colossal build-up of energy that this galaxy had never ever encountered before.

If I were a cautious, paranoid territory owner on a world where and my kind were constantly being pushed down into the dirt, that was the sort of thing that would imdiately have my suspicious raised.

"And how did you manage to survive the starstorm if that is the case?" He asked, to the approving grunts and jeers of the others who were in the holo-call. The only one that stayed silent was the one with the glowing pink eyes.

"A human working in the security station let us in at the very last mont. If not for him, we would likely be dead," I explained, to which he nodded slowly.

I chose that mont to continue my story. Explaining that I had in fact crash-landed while trying to get sowhere else entirely, I explained the situation away by claiming that our navigation had failed while we were travelling faster than light.

I also told them that, back where I had co from, I was the sort of person who tried to look out for the little guy, a leader of many who protected even more.

That seed to interest the group a lot.

"It is unusual to hear of humans from outside of this system living hand in hand with alien lif forms," The grey spoke up, their long fingers steepled under their chin, "My mind detects a great many half truths within your story, but no lies as such. I would accept your assistance in matters."

I nodded, respectfully, toward the Grey. It felt like a solid step of forward montum.

"If Dalask would accept Jacob's help, then so would I," the tall man agreed, it felt like the tides were changing in my favour. The suspicion that had been levied against from the start of the eting, however valid, was starting to drip away.

"And well, you already know my opinion," Tessa said from my side, giving a grin from the side, it was infectious and I couldn't help grinning back at her, "Which makes things a 50/50 split so far, unless soone else wants to accept so much needed help over here."

"I dunno, guy looks shifty," The girl with the pink glowing eyes said in a voice that made my blood run cold and my hair stand up straight on its ends.

"Actually, looks like soone I might have known in a past life, a long way away from here," The voice continued, those pink eyes flashing nacingly.

It couldn't be.

But it was.

But it was impossible.

But it was happening.

The voice, a voice I had never expected to hear again, not in a million years. It was the voice of Lara. The girl who had destroyed Prespian city. The girl I thought I had failed to save. The girl who went insane and killed both herself and her own father.

Or so I had thought.

BB stamred, sothing rare for the AI to do,

It looked like that theory held a lot of weight. Though why the girl's eyes were suddenly glowing pink instead of the green that they had been the first ti we had crossed paths was beyond entirely.

Whether it was due to body modification or so reaction to the arcane space cannon she had crafted out of a black hole, Lara had changed completely.

BB said,

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