She nodded lightly, satisfied with that preparation. Her shoulders rose and fell quick with a small huff and smile. "Same. I'll save the questions about how your world's doing till we migrate. Otherwise probably be here forever." It was a real risk, given she
was mighty curious what was going on on Tempesti since the shrine was reactivated and all.
Instead, she held out her hand, withholding the queries and reaching into subspace to withdraw her phone with her free hand. When she had contact with the other senshi, her thumb moved quickly over the phone screen, hitting
Home easily enough and not the least bit startled by the sudden surge of energy around them. As normal, she shut her eyes against the blaze of light, the rapid sensation of
movement without moving no longer the jarring experience it'd once been. She knew the cues that it was nearly done, her breath coming easier with the lower gravity as it kicked in, and the winds that tugged at her hair and loose fabrics of her uniform. Not the heavy gales that usually cut through, but far gentler.
She could smell the salt of the ocean, though it didn't hold any of the
dead fish or other such additional edge. Just salt and wind. Nothing alive here to alter the scent in the air.
Solaris opened her eyes as the energy faded, letting her hand fall as she rolled her head a little in her adjustment to the gravity change, gaze now and then flicking upward to see small scraps of the peachy-toned sky through the dense cloud layers above.
On large, the look of Solaris was a more
peachy tone compared to Earth, really, due to the quality of sunlight they received from their star. In part from this, what few occasional scraggly, thorny plants that
did peek through the otherwise barren grey and rusty-toned soil were… dark. One small clump by their feet swayed in the wind, its branches scratching and clattering against each other like dry bones. In the sunlight, the tiny scale-like structures along its skin were visible, the features that allowed the branches and stalks of individual plants to all chaotically tangle together in their clump to help cement each other into the ground and not be swept away in strong winds.
All around them, though, the roughly mile long plateau was
bare, a mostly flat thing that stood high above green-blue waters. Large, slow waves moved across its surface, the spray cresting over the edge of the plateau in floating, shimmering misshapen forms before enough collected together in a mass heavy enough to fall to the ground. Waves sometimes swelled up enough to loom over and cover the small land bridge that stretched out to the mainland in the west. Whatever had been the gradual slopes that had once helped to form the sides of this island had been long stripped away when the waters receded.
"Weather's nice today," she commented absently, wings flexing and flapping slightly in the winds. High, high in the sky, beyond the plateau over the waters, the craggy peaks of a floating island lazily cut through the highest level of clouds here and there, cutting out the sunlight in a long, dark shadow across the waters as it went. She paid it little mind--this was common here.
She took slow steps, keeping her eye on the other senshi to determine if there was any level of distress or anything--not that she really
expected her to be, but Solaris had no idea what to expect from any newcomer here. She flicked her hand, sending her phone away and gesturing towards the two buildings that broke the flat grounds.
Blue-silver metal and white stone constructed the wide, relatively squat building--at least in terms of its width, versus its height. Large panels of aged, weather and sand pocketed metal took up about two-thirds of the height of the walls, with the last third up top being about a story tall. Up there, small broken window frames held remnants of glass--some translucent, catching in the daylight; others dark, almost one-sided from where they stood.
Pavement stretched out
far beyond the hangar itself--a taxiing zone, an extensive runway… the aetherport (
airport) was as basic as the construction needed to be.
Right beside the hangar stood a second, far smaller building. A single-story house, simply built ages past, all plain, weathered stone and somewhat dug into the ground with multi-colored glass in its windows. Stained glass showing simple patterns, flora in purples and dark blues.
"This is the spot I keep getting returned to. Hangar and house were here
way before I found it. I had to walk over that stupid thing," she added with a wrinkle of her nose, nodding to the land bridge. "You want to head inside? Not much to see out here, but if you want to walk around a bit, works for me."
Honkzilla
no worries! Fully get how that is.
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