Hive Cluster Mitsuki

[Zelth]

As the ground heats up Aquilla leaps up from beneath the zerg, phasing through the body and firing off shots of ice inside the body as she passes through. She lands with a thud in human form among the flames. She doubles over coughing up a small amount of light blue fluid. And that is why wraiths should not force themselves into wraithic form while amongst flames or daylight... She forces herself back up and tries to freeze the ground once again before her shoes melt into it. "I might actually need some help here..." Aquilla mutters under her breath.
Grey seeing an opportunity slams a forcefield into the crumbling cage to help it along. She continuously violently projects small shields using the drafted air to shift the flames out of her path, untill she reaches her partner. "I know you said to leave but I can't leave you here against this." She stands with Aquilla ready to at least attempt defence.
Void assesses the situation before trying to speak to the zerg. "This has gone too far, you never said anything about this being a fight to the death."

[Ironshot]

"This fight looks too hot for me.  I think I'll check out the shopping district," Ironshot says as he pilots his 'toy' out of the Spawning Pool area just in time to be grazed by a forcefield.  Glancing at the relevant displays, the Pixie freighter captain notes that the forcefield knocked out half the shield power as he flies to the edge of the firestorm.

"Adapt or die.  That is the motto of all Zerg.  As well, the greater the threat of death the more effective a training session will be if you survive," the Zerg leader replies to Void as she notes the actions of the humorously small ship.  "That said, you have two choices Abyss.  Either pay the 1250 credits (or 1.25 tonnes of non monetary goods) for the 15 minutes of combat once you have recovered from the fires, or you can start round two of the training once you have recovered.  For opponents you can choose to face me in my current form without the fire attacks we know you can't handle, or you can face a group of weaker opponents," OmniCelestial Wiccamon ZM continues as she uses a massive water attack to extinguish the surface flames and give the Hive Cluster a chance to recover as well as protect the Wraith ship  from fire damage.

[Zelth]

"Wraithic training used to push limits in a similar manner but in recent years things have had to be toned down due to depleted numbers."
"Did you really have to tell them that?" Aquilla says right before coughing up more of the blue icy blood. "Recover then continue minus the flames, that is my choice... Might be a while though..." She allows herself to collapse on the ground changing back into wraithic form as the water extinguishes the flames around them.
"You're completely insane..." Grey says looking down at her.
Aquilla just smiles at her and sits back up. "I need to get back to my ship." Forcing herself up she slowly walks back physically drained and rather agitated by the perfect display of weakness.
Grey attempts to lighten Aquilla's mood by wrapping her arm around hers and taking her hand, only to have her ignore the gesture and stare at the floor as they walk.

[Ironshot]

OmniCelestial Wiccamon ZM watched the Wraith return to the ship while reviewing various genetic sequences for possible swarm upgrades now that the swarm had access to Xros.

Meanwhile, Ironshot found a large pool a few yards away from the fire damaged section of the Hive Cluster and landed out of curiosity.  Some would say he should have landed on the shore or avoided the pool entirely, but he didn't really care much even when the pool swallowed his ship and started rewriting his DNA.  Instead of a harmless Spawning Pool, he had landed in an Infestation Pool normally used for groups of volunteers to save time.  When the Zerg leader notices the new DNA sequence, she immediately uses the Hive Mind to store a copy before initiating two mutation sequences so that she would not only have a new breed of fodder for combat against Kerrigan's Swarm, but also a leader for the new breed of Zerg.

[Zelth]

((Name change: Abyss will now be know as Aquilla, sorry about all the changes... There will be another character appearing with the name Abyss... I won't be changing my mind about this one...))
On the ship Aquilla slides into a pool of liquid ice in the darkened healing space, relaxing as the frigid water starts to sooth and heal the burns. If it wasn't for the hive mind thing I'd actually be tempted to join them, it might even make me resistant to fire... She slips further into the ice.
Grey folds Aquilla's clothing leaving it in a nice neat pile next to the pool. "I take it you're fine here?"
From under the ice pool she raises an arm giving her partner a thumbs up.
Grey smiles. "I'm off shopping again then, see you later... Void? You coming with me?"
Aquilla waves as Void and Grey leave.

Outside Grey immediately spots several clothing items that she likes the look of and makes her way over to the stall.

[Ironshot]

As Grey and Void approach, a Primal Zergling unburrows and notes the interest in the clothing at the nearest stall.  "The Irken skin line of apparel is a wise choice if you are interested in looks alone.  If you need something with a little durability though, we've just come up with two new lines of clothing for hostile environments.  The Pixielisk hide line starts at 5000 credits for boots or gloves while the Pixielisk wing line starts at 5200 credits.  Irken skin starts at 4500 credits," the ape-like zerg shopkeeper says in hopes of getting a sale.

[Zelth]

"Durability is good..."
"Sounds a little on the pricey side..." Void mutters.
Grey ignores the robot's muttering. "What are these wings you mentioned?"

On the ship Aquilla relaxes fully submerged in the ice and begins to feel a gentle tingling sensation as her body starts to heal.

Further away a shadowy figure lurks, hidden and watching the cleanup from the battle.

[Ironshot]

"Pixielisks are small creatures about the size of Earth insects and like insects use beautiful wings for flight.  The price is the result of material rarity and may go down once the Lord of Blades and Queen of Xros finalize the genetic code.  I believe fire resistance will be one of the final traits for both Pixielisk lines but the Pixielisk hide will look more durable while the Pixielisk wing line will be fit for a royal wedding.... in the middle of a war zone," the Primal Zergling replies to its customers.

Meanwhile, OmniCelestial Wiccamon ZM detects something watching the battlefield recovery from the shadows.  "Nice stealth skills but not quite good enough.  Would you be interested in joining my swarm to round out its stealth skills?  Currently we're limited to burrowing and silent movement but you seem able to blend in with shadows," the Zerg leader comments while turning to look directly at the shadowy figure.

[Zelth]

"How long will this code take to finalise? As I think I may have a new outfit design in mind for this."
Void stands quietly calculating possible figures for a custom outfit, her estimated figures coming out perhaps higher than the current prices.

A thin dark grey line of a smirk is just about visible in the darkness. She had in fact been lurking in the area for over a week before deciding to subtly make her presence known. "I don't think I'd be able to join your swarm as I don't technically have a physical form... Meh, it's complicated and I'm finding it kinda hard to explain at the moment. Heh I probably should have thought about my explanation before I made myself visible... If it were possible for me to join you, I feel I would be a little too much for a hive mind such as this anyway."

((If that dark grey is hard to read please let me know.))

[Ironshot]

"Should be finalized in 30 minutes.  Meanwhile here are a few sample garments using temporary genetic codes," the Primal Zergling says as it reaches under the creep and pulls a small selection of cloaks from where they had been delivered by another servant of the swarm.  Appearance alone shows that three of the cloaks are from the Pixielisk wing line as they look far too fragile for the way they are treated yet suffer just as little wear as the more durable looking cloaks from the Pixielisk hide line.

"Ok, infestation is out.  You can still join in an advisory capacity and as long as you have a genetic code I could read it off your mind and develop a swarm strain from there.  Your choice of course," OmniCelestial Wiccamon ZM replies to the shadowy figure who seems to have plenty to hide.  If I misjudged the stealth quality it's not like I can force him to pay for watching whatever he feels like.

[Zelth]

The wing cloak immediately grabs Grey's attention. Aquilla you have to see this... She mentally projects an image of the cloak to her. In about half an hour they'll have the genetic code sorted so it will be fireproof.
Sounds good, looks even better, just don't go nuts buying everything okay? Aquilla sits up in the ice water starting to feel better.
Grey starts to form a shield image of an outfit design. "If possible I'd like this to be made from the fireproof materials." She steps back to show the design. A light hooded robe similar to the one Aquilla wears but with the addition of a face mask.

"I'm not sure if this is genetic..." Abyss steps forward into the light showing her human appearance, well human if they had silvery grey skin. A powerful and intimidating aura emanates from her. "I'm a being of the dreamworld, a Nightmare Lord or rather Nightmare Lady. My name is Abyss. I may be able to offer some training in stealth but it will have to be learnt without the copying of genetic codes."

[Ironshot]

"Hmmm... Simple design.  Current materials of questionable quality. Greater quantity needed.  I can have it ready in about half an hour.  Feel free to rejoin the rest of your group until then," the Primal Zergling replies to Grey.

"Hmm... I'll send a few Zerglings to the arena and you can start training them.  I expect another customer is about ready to continue their own training," the Lord of Blades replies to the Nightmare 'Lord'.