Tension Forces

Brilliant Feminine Minds
The sun shone brightly over a large white metropolis, giving it an intense gleam that amplified its beauty. It's unknown where the city was located, but it's hinted to be in a place accessible by only the World Government itself; typically, since it was one of their greatest creations — taking much time and energy to formulate for private use. This city was famed for being a safehaven for many scientists and researchers working for both the Marines and the government itself, giving them a piece of mind in exchange for giving their reserach and findings over to their employers. A nice trade-off, don't you think?

Said to be well-advanced beyond its years, this could be called a product of science itself. It's appealing with all the high-tech gear powering it constantly, most of which was solar-powered. It seemed appropriate since the island, which the city itself was built on was akin to — only day exists, with night being non-existent. For a human being, it's a strange feeling not being exposed to that specific time of day, since... everyone needs sleep, but for scientists, who rarely know the meaning of the word, it was not a problem since they have "supplements" for that. Kind of worrying... in a way.

Located at the edge is a nice, serene harbor where the ocean crashed against the piers ever-so-gently. High-tech boats of various kinds lined up in an organized fashion, each one created by and to an extent — belonged to a scientist inhabiting the city. All of them carrying either equipment or people that were personally approved by government officials for entry; I mean, precautions are a must, right?

Standing a Pier 10 — one of the 20 piers surrounding the island is a fairly tall and busty scientist possessing messy auburn hair and rectangular-framed glasses. Next to her was a small girl who was dressed like a nun and possessed a cute figure akin to a doll, despite the mischevious look in her eyes.

"Soooooo~ what's this person like, creator? Are they fun~?" Artemisia spoke. "I mean, you're not the type to be bothered with people unless they interest you in some fashion, so I can only assume they're Im.por.tant. Hehehe." At this point, the small girl has mischevious grin while slouching over in an informal manner.

"Yes, Arty, they are, so you better behave yourself. I can't have you embarrassing me... again... for the fiftieth time." Pyrrha was exasperated with her creation when she said this, given Artemisia's infamy with the scientists and officials in the area. The only reason she came along was so that she could keep a close eye on her, lest she galavants and makes even more trouble for her, which she doesn't need. "Make trouble for me, and you'll be my next test subject. And trust me when I say... it will be one you don't wish to take part in." Pyrrha said sternly.

"Haihai~! I'll be on my beeeeeeest behavior, I pwomise~!" Artemisia was acting cutesy when she said this, fully knowing that she can probably get away from her creator if push comes to shove. She's a free spirit after all. As she retorted, something caught her attention at the corner of her eye. A large high-tech ship could be seen in the distance and had made way to the harbor.

"Okay Arty, look sharp!" As Pyrrha said this, the medium-sized ship that she sent docked and someone came off soon after. Outwardly, she remained situated in a professional manner, but inwardly, she was fangirling. This was a person she deeply respected in the Marines because of both her beauty and her works. It was a real honor to meet someone of such stature.