MSNPC Shakti - Nor Crystal Tears
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Apr 7, 2026, 12:33:28 PMApr 7
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((Temple of the Shekhina, the Mother Goddess, Mahila))
Shakti stood on the small balcony near top of the highest spire of the temple. It was as close as one could get to the goddess's Orb of Life. The ground was what remain of the eternal male where Shekhina's children came forth after consuming his body. The plants and small creatures in their season from the ground; just as the mature larva emerged from the father's body. Or in the case of the experiments, the bodies of the aliens. On one level, it felt oddly perverse to use a body of such an individual. Nourishing the young was the role set out by Shekhina in all her eternal wisdom for the males. By their death, they brought new life into the world. All of nature cried out that this was the way things were meant to be.
Shakti lifted her eyes toward the light pink sky holding her arms over her head and prayed. Prayed for a small portion of Shekhina's wisdom. Yes. The wisdom to deal appropriately with the aliens. The wisdom to guide the Velithari along the path. The wisdom to properly use the magnificent creation of the foremothers when they rebuilt the sky.
Shakti lowered her arms again and gazed out across the city spread around the temple as far as the eyes could see. The closer buildings reflected the Orb's light in ten thousand different colours of iridescent light. Each of them reaching for the sky, magnificent examples of her people's intellect and power. In the distance, additional towers rose among smaller hives and businesses, their tops obscured by the clouds. Looking down, she could see the two rivers that joined where the city was originally built. Aircars silently raced by below her hanging from their power cables.
A young female approached from behind.
Acolyte: Priestess. Pardon my intrusion but the physician says it is nearly time.
Shakti turned, glanced at the younger woman, and nodded. The acolyte was little more than a girl; far too young to be of egg laying age.
Shakti: Thank you. You may precede me.
The two moved quickly through Shakti's sleeping chamber to the small side room where the physician, Dhanvan, awaited them. Dhanvan bowed deeply. The male on the bed looked so old and feeble that Shakti could scarcely believe he was less than half her age.
Dhanvan: Priestess. I estimate that he has only a few minutes left. I admit that I have never seen a male live to this age. I fear that my meager skills have proven to be inadequate to save him.
Shakti: You have done as well as anyone could. You have my thanks and my permission to leave me.
Dhanvan: Your wishes prevail as always.
They backed away leaving Shakti standing next to the bed where her male lay nearly motionless. He struggled to rise to a sitting position but a gentle touch of her hand prevented it and he sank back to the bed.
Male: Priestess. I am failing you.
Shakti: Do not waste your breath speaking foolish and false things. You have always been a good and faithful servant. You have been so much more than I have had any right to expect of you that I have decided to reward you with something I should have given you long ago; a name.
Male: A name? Oh Priestess. :: moisture began to gather around his eyes. :: I am...
Shakti: Silence. There will be no wailing, nor gnashing of mandibles, nor crystal tears. You are now Lokhassa, servant to the High Priestess.
Lokhassa: Priestess. You honor me beyond measure.
Shakti: Rest now, Lokhassa. Sleep the sleep of all whose time has come.
Lokhassa: If it is permitted, may I ask one question.
It was an unusual request. Males never asked questions except to clarify their orders. But Lokhassa had been such a fine servant, she could see no reason to deny him.
Shakti: Ask. What would you know before you sleep?
Lokhassa: I have been told that long ago the night sky was black. Is that true?
It was the sort of question you expected from a school girl not from a barely literate male. There was an intellect underneath that male chitin that she had seen glimpses of over the years of his service but had never really appreciated before the end.
Shakti: ::taking a deep breath. :: Yes. Many years ago before the construction of the energy cloud, the sky was black and much of the Orb's energy was lost into space. We began build web of superconductive cables to collect that energy and channel it back to Mahila. Over the years we added trillions oO Would he understand so large a number? Oo of cables collecting more and more of the energy. Now the cloud is millions of kilometers thick and almost none of the Orb's energy escapes. It has allowed us to colonize all the rocky planets that circle the Orb and many of the moons of the gas giants. And with that the sky has become pink from the cables, their protective coating, and the reradiated heat that...
Shakti paused and looked down at Lokhassa. She knew at once that he was gone but summoned Dhanvan any way. The physician announced her judgement almost immediately.
Dhanvan: He has passed, priestess.
Shakti: I understand. His spirit is gone. :: She turned to the physician. :: You may dispose of the husk. At his age, it has no value.
Dhanvan: Yes, priestess. Consider it done.
Shakti returned to the balcony overlooking the city.
oO Why did I keep him alive for so long? Was it a kindness to deny him his natural role in society? Was it just to flatter my ego? His fawning was quite pleasurable. And that last question. What a question. Can it be that the males... even with their limited intellects and lifespans are capable of more? Oo
End
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MSNPC Priestess Shakti
of the Velithari
as simmed by
LtJg Lera Michaels
Engineering Officer
USS Khitomer
K240106LM2
Shakti stood on the small balcony near top of the highest spire of the temple. It was as close as one could get to the goddess's Orb of Life. The ground was what remain of the eternal male where Shekhina's children came forth after consuming his body. The plants and small creatures in their season from the ground; just as the mature larva emerged from the father's body. Or in the case of the experiments, the bodies of the aliens. On one level, it felt oddly perverse to use a body of such an individual. Nourishing the young was the role set out by Shekhina in all her eternal wisdom for the males. By their death, they brought new life into the world. All of nature cried out that this was the way things were meant to be.
Shakti lifted her eyes toward the light pink sky holding her arms over her head and prayed. Prayed for a small portion of Shekhina's wisdom. Yes. The wisdom to deal appropriately with the aliens. The wisdom to guide the Velithari along the path. The wisdom to properly use the magnificent creation of the foremothers when they rebuilt the sky.
Shakti lowered her arms again and gazed out across the city spread around the temple as far as the eyes could see. The closer buildings reflected the Orb's light in ten thousand different colours of iridescent light. Each of them reaching for the sky, magnificent examples of her people's intellect and power. In the distance, additional towers rose among smaller hives and businesses, their tops obscured by the clouds. Looking down, she could see the two rivers that joined where the city was originally built. Aircars silently raced by below her hanging from their power cables.
A young female approached from behind.
Acolyte: Priestess. Pardon my intrusion but the physician says it is nearly time.
Shakti turned, glanced at the younger woman, and nodded. The acolyte was little more than a girl; far too young to be of egg laying age.
Shakti: Thank you. You may precede me.
The two moved quickly through Shakti's sleeping chamber to the small side room where the physician, Dhanvan, awaited them. Dhanvan bowed deeply. The male on the bed looked so old and feeble that Shakti could scarcely believe he was less than half her age.
Dhanvan: Priestess. I estimate that he has only a few minutes left. I admit that I have never seen a male live to this age. I fear that my meager skills have proven to be inadequate to save him.
Shakti: You have done as well as anyone could. You have my thanks and my permission to leave me.
Dhanvan: Your wishes prevail as always.
They backed away leaving Shakti standing next to the bed where her male lay nearly motionless. He struggled to rise to a sitting position but a gentle touch of her hand prevented it and he sank back to the bed.
Male: Priestess. I am failing you.
Shakti: Do not waste your breath speaking foolish and false things. You have always been a good and faithful servant. You have been so much more than I have had any right to expect of you that I have decided to reward you with something I should have given you long ago; a name.
Male: A name? Oh Priestess. :: moisture began to gather around his eyes. :: I am...
Shakti: Silence. There will be no wailing, nor gnashing of mandibles, nor crystal tears. You are now Lokhassa, servant to the High Priestess.
Lokhassa: Priestess. You honor me beyond measure.
Shakti: Rest now, Lokhassa. Sleep the sleep of all whose time has come.
Lokhassa: If it is permitted, may I ask one question.
It was an unusual request. Males never asked questions except to clarify their orders. But Lokhassa had been such a fine servant, she could see no reason to deny him.
Shakti: Ask. What would you know before you sleep?
Lokhassa: I have been told that long ago the night sky was black. Is that true?
It was the sort of question you expected from a school girl not from a barely literate male. There was an intellect underneath that male chitin that she had seen glimpses of over the years of his service but had never really appreciated before the end.
Shakti: ::taking a deep breath. :: Yes. Many years ago before the construction of the energy cloud, the sky was black and much of the Orb's energy was lost into space. We began build web of superconductive cables to collect that energy and channel it back to Mahila. Over the years we added trillions oO Would he understand so large a number? Oo of cables collecting more and more of the energy. Now the cloud is millions of kilometers thick and almost none of the Orb's energy escapes. It has allowed us to colonize all the rocky planets that circle the Orb and many of the moons of the gas giants. And with that the sky has become pink from the cables, their protective coating, and the reradiated heat that...
Shakti paused and looked down at Lokhassa. She knew at once that he was gone but summoned Dhanvan any way. The physician announced her judgement almost immediately.
Dhanvan: He has passed, priestess.
Shakti: I understand. His spirit is gone. :: She turned to the physician. :: You may dispose of the husk. At his age, it has no value.
Dhanvan: Yes, priestess. Consider it done.
Shakti returned to the balcony overlooking the city.
oO Why did I keep him alive for so long? Was it a kindness to deny him his natural role in society? Was it just to flatter my ego? His fawning was quite pleasurable. And that last question. What a question. Can it be that the males... even with their limited intellects and lifespans are capable of more? Oo
End
—————————
MSNPC Priestess Shakti
of the Velithari
as simmed by
LtJg Lera Michaels
Engineering Officer
USS Khitomer
K240106LM2
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