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[Terenia]

Tamora looks as though she is about to give in to Mar's request. She is exhausted and the cacaphony of emotions that have run through her in the past twenty-four hours have her feeling weak and shaky - like someone who has just gotten over a particularly bad bout of the flu. Her Dracon hand is trembling and she looks to be on the verge of tears yet again. Her hand lowers slightly, prepared to admit defeat, when Bear jumps in between her and Mar, growling defensively. Touched by the fact that he is protecting her even though he barely knows her she steadies her weapon.

"Myitt is mine," she says clearly, trying to emulate Zorish as much as possible. Confident. Strong. Sure of herself. "She is a prisoner of war, being held for the brutal and immoral murder of a helpless enemy. She has to pay for what she has done."

[Myitt]

Myitt's gaze flickers from Mar to Tamora.  She stops struggling away from Mar.

"Mar," she says, clearing her throat.  "Mar, it's all right.  I...well, I don't want to die."  She laughs a little, incredulously, and a bit sadly.  "But I gave her this choice once before.  I have committed a terrible act, and this is war.  Do you understand?"

[Midnight_Huntress]

(Ah hell...the baddie is my granddaddy?! Well my life is screwed up lolz XD my dads a menotaur and moms half snake so sure why not?)

[Gaz]

(I'm gonna tie it in to the background and how Morgan & Andromeda ended up in the whole situation. Yeah, strange family with plenty of issues. lol)

[Myitt]

"Damnit," Corliss growls, running into the ash-filled cabin.  He hurries to the main controls, covering his mouth with the crook of his elbow as he coughs on some of the acrid smoke.  

The computer's auxiliary systems bring up a flickering holoscreen with garbled Yeerkish characters, rendering it useless.  He taps into the manual controls and an underside panel hisses open, allowing him to punch in the manual emergency controls.

There is a rumbling jolt under the floors as long-disused fire retardant coolant ducts fire up, and the cabin is filled with a cool mist that coats nearly every exposed surface.

Corliss wipes the dripping vapor out of his eyes and off of his cheeks, glancing back at the cabin space and nodding satisfactorily.  The fire is slowly being extinguished.  

Back outside he runs, squeegeeing out the waist of his black uniform.

"Ugh," he grunts, pausing and spitting some of the liquid that had formed in his open mouth off to the side.  He notes that Tora has started morphing.  "I bloody hate that stuff.  Tora, how do you feel?"

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Reven inspects something off-screen. 

"Ah, yes," he says.  "I see here that Corliss has sent me the files.  Now, may I speak to your Andalite host?"

[Terenia]

Terenia blanches, "Um...speak - speak to her?" she squeaks, her eyes wide. She knows that she could try to impersonate Efaen and do so with relative ease, but Reven was likely experienced with that sort of deception, and Terenia was terrified of ruining her one chance for salvation. If she wasn't accepted into the rebellion...it was back to the Blade Ship for her. Or certain death. Neither option seemed appealing.

[Myitt]

Reven looks unimpressed.

"Yes, if you would please leave your host and allow her to communicate with me freely," says Reven.  "It will only take a moment.  Unless of course you feel there is some reason why she would not accept your return?"  He raises his eyebrows questioningly.

[Terenia]

Now Terenia is definitely on the edge of a panic.

<<Yes, Terenia,>> Efaen hisses, obviously enjoying her indecision, <<let me speak with the Yeerk filth.>>

"No!" Terenia yelps, "No problem! Um, it's just...I'm on Corliss' ship, and I don't want to use up his Kandrona or anything." The excuse sounds lame, even to her.

[Myitt]

"The amount of time I would need to speak with Efaen will not cause any undue discomfort from being outside of a liquid environment," Reven says testily.  "I'm afraid I cannot allow either of you to join us without a firm commitment from your host, as well."

[Terenia]

<<Efaen...>> Terenia pleads. She receives no direct response from her host, but she can read her thoughts easily enough. Terenia's shoulders slump in defeat. <<Please...just...tal k to him. Give it a chance.>>

<<I will not kill you, if that is what you are worried about,>> Efaen says roughly. <<I need your presence to return to Visser Three.>>

<<Efaen...>> Terenia winces, seeing no pity from her host and looks up at Reven.

"Of course you can speak with her," she says dully. "I apologize for any insults she throws in your direction."

Terenia sighs heavily, not even remotely fond of what she is about to do. To leave her host, out of restraints and alone on a Yeerk ship, is more that slightly dangerous. It is suicide. Efaen could easily murder her and fly away, bypassing Ossanlin's Dome Ship without the difficulty their own Bug would have. But at the same time, she has to do this. It is her only chance, and she cannot afford to lose it, though she fears that she already has.

<<Be nice. Please,>> Terenia begs as she begins to demorph back to Efaen's natural Andalite form. It takes a few minutes, during which only uncomfortable silence plays out in her head. Once she is fully in her natural form she begins to disengage from Efaen. Wanting to get this torture over with as quickly as possible she does not linger, holding on to the Andalite senses until the last possible second as she sometimes does. It takes only seconds for a small, squirming Yeerk to push free of Efaen's ear canal, where it falls the long distance to the ground, hitting with a small splat.

The newly freed Efaen looks down at Terenia's form, which is curling itself up into the smallest possible ball to preserve moisture. She does not bother to pick her up, instead choosing to focus on Reven.

<Hello, Yeerk.> She says coldly.

[Myitt]

Reven watches calmly during the time it takes for Terenia to converse with her host and morph back into Efaen's natural Andalite form.

He curls his lip in disapproval as the Andalite leaves Terenia undignified on the ground.

"Hello, Efaen," he says, attempting to maintain a cordial attitude.  "If you would, please tell me how you feel about the rebellion, and the prospect of staying with us.  Fighting with us.  I believe we do share a common enemy, after all."

[Terenia]

<My enemy,> Efaen says clearly, <is the Yeerk plague that is slowly trying to infest the galaxy. I seek to eliminate that evil from this system and all others, if I have to force every last Yeerk back into the swamps from whence they came.>

Efaen pauses, stepping forward, narrowly missing stepping on Terenia. Her main eyes are glaring at Reven's holographic form.

<You will not take Terenia from me,> she says dangerously, her tail raised in a clearly threatening position, <I need her to return to Visser Three's Blade Ship. From there we will destroy him, and destroy his fleet. Then we will be able to move outward and take down the entire Yeerk Empire! The Yeerks will fall before me and I will be a hero. This is the only way.>

<This conversation is pointless. She will not join your so-called rebellion. Terenia has no choice - she is only deluding herself out of fear of Visser Three's torture champer. She will listen to me or she will lose me.>

[Myitt]

Reven frowns, confused.

"I do not understand, Efaen," he says.  "If you do not want Terenia to leave you, and you wish to fight the Yeerk Empire, then is there some reason why you will not fight with her and with us, to eliminate the Imperial scourge?  Why return to within the Empire, to a maniacal leader like Visser Three?"  He ****s his head curiously.  "It is an opinion that I would expect from a mad person."

[Terenia]

Efaen laughs without humor, <Terenia is the mad one, not I. I am the only one who is able to see through your Yeerk lies, see you for what you truly are. A Yeerk. And there is no such thing as a good Yeerk. It is in your nature to be deceitful; it is in your nature to seek control and to take it with no regard for whom you harm. I will have nothing to do with your den of lies.>

[Myitt]

"Is that so?" Reven replies.  "Hmm.  I have learned all I need to know.  If you so desire, you may return Terenia to your body."