[Marta arrives on the Plane. Alone. There's a different sort of air about her than she usually carries - her usual pep is muted, but there's a strength about her that only comes with a sense of understanding. Duty. Hope. There is a small smile on her face - it's incredibly faint, and carries more than a tiny twinge of sadness, but it's there.

Her hands are clasped together behind her back, and her gaze is cast upward to the stars in the sky.]

Emil... I hope you're watching.

[She takes a deep breath.]

I'm going to convince the Tethe'allans to accept the Sylvaranti, without resorting to any of Daddy's harsh methods. I'm going to bring peace to the world you're guarding for us. [That smile grows a little.] I think... that will also be fitting to pay for my crimes. ... It's the least I can do.

[She pauses... shakes her head at herself as she lightly pulls at a strand of her hair with one hand.]

It feels better to say it out loud.


(( OoC: this will be Marta's final post. ♥ No time limit, of course. Just clarifying that this is the end of her story. It's been a fun ride, 'Shifted. ))