Black, undying emptiness, the kind that you either love or hate, was all that awaited any visitor to this particular space in the Saeculum Galaxy. Nested some distance away from any solar system, there was nothing remarkable about this place. The light of some stars reached this place, having traveled lightyears to get here, illusions of a past, like whispers from yesterday. Yesterday. That's what they were here to protect, come hell or high water.
Silver permeated the blackness of space, swirling silver, as a round portal opened up here. From the portal, a bubble emerged, still half-connected to the orifice in order to form a safe seal for whoever might come through next. For a moment, nobody did. Then, after some brief pause, the kitsune sage would emerge, and with her a golden haired boy being dragged behind.
The bubble provided some atmosphere for the two to breathe in, some semblance of gravity to orient themselves, and some lack of vacuum to allow for communication. Nek's face changed from somewhat startled, no doubt from the sudden departure Inari had forced upon him, to a look of pure terror, for some inexplicable reason. He looked over to his kitsune companion with some great amount of concern in his eyes.
"Do you... Do you feel that?"
Not too far away, Nek thought, he could sense some terribly dark power, something sinister lurking in the shadows. But where? They were in the vacuum of space, at a location Nek had chosen at random in hopes of communicating with Lady Skye. A few moments later, the sinister darkness seemed to fade away, and Nek's face relaxed a little. "Some passing ship somewhere? Or maybe I imagined it..."
He looked down at his hand, still en-grasped in Inari's. "You can let go now!"