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[Cobra (Gymn)]

"Didn't think of that did we?" Kevlin said. He had entered behind Temrash and stood next to him. He quickly holstered his dracon. "I'm Kevlin."

[RAFrukh]

<How am I ever going to get out of here?>

"Could you possibly try to HIT the enemy!?", Vogefac screamed at Xedulan. He been firing on Anathema for 12 minutes now. The only effect was that a couple of smaller shards of the cave were smaller.

"I'm sorry Colonel! Ga'vaa, I hate radiation!"

WETTTTHHHHSP! WETTTTHHHSP! The Phase'r beams still missed!

[Stephquiem]

Fiona sighs. "I told you, go ask someone for help." She rolls her eyes. "It's a fairly simple concept. And involves much less whining." She looks around the room again, looking for an escape. She's getting a headache, though she can't tell if it's the gin or the Helmacron causing it.

She hops off her stool. "And you might have better luck if you tone down the ego just a bit."

[RAFrukh]

<Look who's talking.>, Dyvinia countered, <How am I supposed to go around and ask someone for a new ship!?>

[Stephquiem]

"I help myself. Or I die. Either way, my ego doesn't enter into it." Fiona waves her hand. "And I can easily justify my own superiority, anyway."

She starts off for an empty booth. "Your ship's your own problem. I'll be over here, figuring out mine."

[RAFrukh]

<Troublesome human...go pester someone else. I have no time for this...petty bickering.>

I looked down the stool...how was I getting off this thing...

Nevermind.

<You there! I need a new ship! Assist me!>

[Chad32]

"Well Corliss refuses to leave Terenia, and he's the only one who could pass for Human." Temrash said.

<She think I ugly?> Jagill asked.

<No, I think she's just shocked that you aren't a Human.> Temrash said.

"We are not going to harm you. We just want to get you away from the Skrit Na. Maybe get you back to your world." He said. Assuming she came from the same universe as him. It was quite possible she wasn't, but he decided not to complicate things by mentioning it.


<Vogefac! Vogefac, I don't think that's working much.> Claxter said. It must not be working, or else he would have stopped firing ten minutes ago at least. <Stop your ship from firing so we can search the wreckage.>

[Myitt]

Myitt watches Illim reach for his wallet, a trill of fear running through her, but it is unfounded. 

She nods at the wallet.  "Right," she says quietly, still not entirely believing him.  "Well.  Despite the fact that you are loath to contact Ertoran, I suppose I should tell you that she is somewhere safe, and she has heard everything we've been saying."

[RAFrukh]

((Ok, I think 20 minutes is up Mythica))

{NO! He must die now! One more round...}

"Xedulan, bring the ship about. Equip an electron torpedo with self automatic targeting. Just one. If it doesn't work, cease fire."

"Aye, sir. Coming about."

Nefenok, "Configuring torpedo...torpedo configured, Colonel."

"Firing," announced Xedulan.

The projectile covered in hungry, searching plasma energy((Search Plasma Lamp on Google )) lunged for Anathema.

[Chad32]

<I think you may be overreacting against a guy that has been defeated twice. He really doesn't seem dangerous enough to require ship grade weapons!> Claxter said. though he saw the missile, and back up even farther than he had before.


Fredrick had had enough of all the noise and shaking. He was reformed enough to move around, and began focusing his energy on making an escape path.

[KitsuneMarie]

"Oh," Illim says, eyebrows rising in surprise. "Well, that's a little awkward," he laughs. "Serid had expressed interest in talking to her, but I guess she's already heard his rant, so..." He shrugs, not bothering to finish his sentence.

Serid stirs at this interesting revelation, but he does not show the fierce anger from before. <<I wanted to see her reaction. I wanted to see her remorse,>> he tells Illim. <<Even if I did manage to speak with her, by the time we spoke, she would have had ample time to compose herself.>>

Plucking a twenty from his billfold, Illim stands. "I think my cheerful host and I need another drink. Want anything else?"

[Myitt]

"More coffee would be fantastic, please," Myitt says with an edge of desperation in her voice. 

She glances briefly around the room, feeling suddenly quite exposed. 

"You know," she says conversationally, swirling the coffee in the mug, "I am a bit surprised that the Peace Movement just threw you out into the unknown without even so much as a by your leave.  Did they just expect you to die out here?  Or do they not even bother to call anymore when they want us to pick up their trash?"  She pauses, then hastily adds, "no offense, of course."

[RAFrukh]

3 feet...2 feet...

The Torpedo swerved towards the tree line. It slammed into a tree, and the tree erupted into a plasma fire. Nefenok instinctively put it out.

"What happened!?" Vegefac bellowed at Nefenok and Xedulan.

"The heat-sensors sir. He has no body heat...the trees do...so, it favored the trees."

I slammed my fist down on my seat, "That's it! To much technology! I'm going down to take care of him myself! Computer, beam my down to these coordinates."

I typed coordinates in my keypad at my right.

A blue cylinder formed around me...

...and I was on the ground. And he was at my feet.

[KitsuneMarie]

"Well, I don't think they exactly expected me to leave the planet," Illim shrugs somewhat uncomfortably, wadding the green bill up in his hand as he talks. "Taking the ship and getting out of there was our idea."

Folding his arms, he sighs. "I confess that I was hoping to find you people. I thought you'd be a little more amenable to accepting a killer into your ranks. But it looks like that won't be working out now, so..." He gives a roguish grin. "Do you think I look like a turelek?"

Turning from the table, he heads to the bar, ordering a second mug of coffee for Myitt--extra strong--and this time a Guiness for himself. If he's going to be hurting for food, the least he can give his host body is the alcoholic equivalent of a meal in a glass.

A crumpled bill shy and two drinks richer, Illim returns to the table, setting the hot drink down in front of the rebel.

[Chad32]

another blue shaft of light. Perhaps she was returning to him. But no. It was the reptile. At first he thought of using the Circle of Sacrifice, but looking around he noticed the cave had not yet reformed completely. There was enough space for the both of them, but he could not begin the process.

He was on his knees, but nearly fully formed. fully formed enough to fight. "bring my servant back to me, reptile. You will die a torturous death for what you have done1"

Claxter walked towards the rubble when the missile landed, and noticed a small hole forming. The cavern was rebuilding itsself? <The cave is reforming, Vogefac. I see an entrance.> He said, not knowing Vogefac was already inside the hole.