Hitome hung her head in deepest sadness as she watched Leopold head back to his room in anger. Waiting until she heard his door close, she turned to search out the ports, watching as the debris floated by. Todays arguments had been tougher than usual and it was all beginning to take its toll. She stared past the debris into the inky blackness of the Sarum Prime sky, lost in thoughts far deeper, uncertain how long she remained motionless. Finally, taking a cleansing breath the small Khanid woman suddenly turned sharply around to take a good look around the place she had been calling home since arriving at Mabnen. It was not so bad, really, seeing as this was remote and afforded some privacy for the more secretive segment of Ordo, known as Tiphareth. For many weeks now there had been much discord among the Tiphs and the rest of the branches, due to Leopold's consistent infighting and lack of trust among others of their own corporation. Some of which had caused a great rift to develop between the Industry branch and it all seemed to be funneling down on the Tiphareth.
Glancing at the Sephirot's closed door again, she breathed her growing mistrust with a whispered thought Your constant paranoia has taken its toll on us all Sephirot... shaking her head yet again in disgust, she headed to her own room, the last along a row constructed from the burned out turret of a lost section of the Naglfar class Dreadnought wreck. Upon arrival in February, it had taken her some time to digest the facts of just what their 'home' was and even just this night when flying over, entering the graveyard, it had seemed to knife through her once again, that they separated themselves so far from the rest of their Corporate members.
Hitome knelt beside the small trunk in her room, opening the top compartment, then carefully she removed several things from it. She proceeded to put together a package she had been preparing for several days. Slipping the daggar from its sheath once more, she smiled at the beautiful jewel encrusted hilt, and the razor sharp edges of the double sided creation. It was indeed a larger version of the one she kept strapped to her thigh at all times, and as such a suitable gift she hoped. One she hoped would end the bickering and infighting among Geburah and Tiphareth once and for all. She gathered several other things, jotted a note in her neocom to the chefs at Mabnen then took off headed for the elevators and her waiting shuttle.
Upon arrival back at the hub of Ordo, she slipped into the great hall to give Da'ath a treat, then headed to the kitchens, helping herself to the small packages set out for her earlier. One last time she checked inside the deep blue and black box at a small festive birthday cake, making sure it was still pristine. One could never tell whom of the mischievous Ordo might sneak in and finger a taste of the icing.
She gathered it all in her arms, bundles overflowing and carefully made her way through the twisting halls to the newly appointed Sepherot Hiede's apartment. On arriving her insides nearly ripped apart with nerves on seeing the two Kameira guards posted outside. Carefully setting the packages down at her feet, she balanced the cake in hands, then after a moments hesitation, she rang the bell located on the left. Moments passed and she began to feel as if she had made a mistake in calculations, when the door swung open with a hiss, and there, towering in front of her was the massive 6 foot 6 Khanid she had befriended months earlier.
Math'ra Hiede, not known for his shyness, stood there a moment taking in her situation, smiled not without some sense of reservations then stepped aside to wave her in. Hitome however stood planted in one spot for a long moment then looking up into his eyes, nodded her headas if giving herself permission to speak, then stated almost in a whisper... "I.. I have come to wish you a Happy Birthday because no one should spend that day alone," she swallowed nervously then went on "and, to extend my hand in both friendship as well as a peace offering from at least one of the Tiphareth."
With that said she thrust the cake box toward him and tilted her head toward some of the 7 packages in her arms and on the floor as her smile nervously formed. And with that she walked in, not realizing at that moment this was the beginning of a love that knew no bounds... into a new life.
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