The house was rented because he wanted to get comfortable with the area before buying. But there was an option to buy with this lease and so far, he...thought it was going to be a distinct possibility. The house was modest, only 6 rooms and a garage. But it was plenty of room for him. He liked to putter around in the garage and the small yard was plenty to keep him busy. Inside, in the living room, he had set up his large screen plasma TV. The speaker system provided great surround. He spoke over his shoulder. “I shall retire to my chambers, Praetor. If you do not need me.”He let that last bit hang in the air – and the Praetor clenched his jaw and glared after him. The last thing that Drak heard before the doors shut was the order: Get the Forge working immediately.The Victrix Imperita had been commissioned by the first Emperor, Daniel Haram Nebuchadnezzar I. It had taken two centuries to construct in the orbital facilities of Eudemonia, crafted by hand rather than via. Damn them for just turning away when she asked for help. But she shouldn't say that, she shouldn't even think that. Somehow she thinks that those people will need all the help they can get. This is not time to be calling curses down on anyone else.Oh GOD! What was that? Don't look around Amanda, don't look. Just keep walking. If you look you'll stop. If you look you'll run. If you look you'll die.She remembers how that man screamed when the mist overtook him as he tried to get in his car. It. Her ass had toned up and she had tightened her core quite a bit. Vexi was proud. She beamed at the camera through the mirror and snapped a selfie. Or maybe twenty. She picked out the best one and quickly uploaded it to the app. After doing so she laid down in bed and turned on some background noises as she started going through her matches. Too tall. Too full of himself. Too excited. This is exhausting, she thought. Her mood had slowly disappeared after having no luck. Right before she exited.