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[Chad32]

Temrash picks Efaen's back half up, and loops his prehensile tail around her tail. She shouldn't be able to use it in the position under her while he's carrying her. "Ok, let's go. She'll likely wake up before we arrive, so let's move her as quickly as possible." He said, ready for Dara to lead the way.

[Cobra (Gymn)]

Dara started of and moved his blade away from Efaen's neck just far enough so he would accidently kill her.

[Myitt]

Myitt yawns again, stretching back in the chair, pulling her arms behind her head.

"Yeah, I guess you'd better pilot," she says, suddenly aware of how dizzyingly exhausted Tara was.  "I'm in no shape to do much of anything but sleep."  Slowly, hesitantly, she climbs out of the big metal seat.  "What about you, Tora?  Are you sure you're feeling up to the drive?"

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Corliss nods at Terenia, watching as the whole process of debate unfolds.  Who should take Efaen, why Efaen shouldn't be taken, why Terenia was unstable. 

Mike's little snooze must have made his senses even more dulled, weary for more sleep. 

<How can I make a decision like this?> Corliss wonders.  <I can't take away Efaen's freedom, and I can't very well leave Terenia to these fools.>

<Dunno, mate,> Mike says sleepily.  <I wouldn't want Terenia in some prison on board Temrash's ship, either.  Just...just pick 'C'.  The answer's always 'C', you know.>

Corliss scratches irritably at the putty bandage pasted to the left side of his forehead, and once Terenia has transferred herself back to Efaen he shakes himself out of his reverie.

"Half a moment!" he calls, as Dara and Temrash pick up Efaen's limp body.   He jogs after them.  "Where the hell are you taking them?  Terenia isn't dangerous, not now.  You don't know her like I do.  Will you wait...put her down!"

[Chad32]

"She is untrustworthy, Corliss. I allowed her the use of Dara's body on the condition that she followed my orders, which she did not. You just saw her basically tell me she'd kill Efaen if I tried to stop her from reinfesting. This is the second time she's shown a willingness to kill someone just because things aren't happening the way she wants them to happen." Temrash said without slowing down. "She is dangerous to Efaen, you, and pretty much anyone she's close to. I don't really know what she's said or done to get you to like her, but she is broken. Broken, Corliss. I am taking her to be detained in my ship."

"You want to be friends with her? What if you have a fight? What if you refuse to do things her way, and she decided you're better off dead too? Where could you keep her? Would she follow Reven's orders? she didn't follow mine, and I was helping her find Efaen."

[KitsuneMarie]

"I slept plenty during my assignment," Tora tells her, switching the computer's primary pilot function to the console in front of her seat. "I have not slept since I arrived, true--and I am certainly ready to rest once we get home--but I can remain alert for two or three more hours. Besides, I have had several Dr. Peppers to wake me up," she adds with a smile. Of course, the Dr. Peppers are now moot, since she has demorphed since consuming them, but if it eases her friend, Tora is content to let her believe it.

It had certainly been an emotionally trying day, what with the reappearance of a fellow-rebel's killer, finding Serid still alive and more bitter towards her than she could have imagined, and the all-too-frequent threat of bodily damage at the Bar. It would be nice to get back into her own, unevenly-walled room, demorph, stretch out her limbs, and cover herself with the tattered quilt she had obtained during one of her trips to Earth.

She doesn't notice the dumb smile that thinking forward to what a few hours in the future will hold brings to her face.

[Myitt]

"Good, good," Myitt says sleepily, staggering off to the door that leads to the engine room.  "Wake me if you need me to take over, all right?  It'll be good to go home.  Never thought I'd miss cabbage and tomato sauce this much..."

She fumbles with the door panel, finally leaning a palm against it along with most of her body weight.  The door hisses open with a hydraulic gust and she flicks a bit of hair from her face.

[Cobra (Gymn)]

"Pity-able, almost. She brought it on herself though. She's unstable." Dara agreed with Temrash. He didn't move either the arm around Efaen or the arm that was at her neck.

[Chad32]

Temrash kept moving, expecting Efaen to waken any minute and Terenia to start struggling. She might already be aware that she's being carried, and plotting some escape plan. He tried to guide Dara through the most even and unobstructed path at a brisk pace. He wasn't going to let Corliss into his ship this time, and with Ossanlin in there he doubted Corliss would try to use a ship against him. He'd just have to suck it up.

[Myitt]

Corliss lowers his head.  He knows, in some deep, sensible part of his mind, that what Temrash is saying is the truth.  At least, it's what Corliss himself fears.

"Please, let me speak with her, she doesn't need to be treated like a criminal," he pleads, following the Hork-Bajir-Controllers.  "You're going about this all wrong, and this will only make her worse.  Will you at least entertain the idea that she could be left under my surveillance?"

[Chad32]

Temrash thought about it for a minute. Terenia had been responding positively to Corliss. Certainly better than Ossanlin, who seemed to have about given up on her. "How do you know she isn't just manipulating you?" He asked. "I suppose I could let you be in communication with her. You can either speak via communicator, or you can be present if either I, Kevlin, or Dara, are in the room."

[Myitt]

Corliss jogs up to Temrash, finally catching up. 

He looks the Hork-Bajir in the eyes.

"I just know," he replies, out of breath.  His head aches from all the exertion.  "Leave me alone in the room with her.  Just until she knows where she is.  I'll let you both in when she's come to.  Please, I can help her."

[Chad32]

"Oh, she knows where she's going. I'm also not going to lock her up, then leave you alone with her. That's the compromise I'm making here, though at this point I don't know why I'm making any compromises at all. I shouldn't have to. It's not like I owe you any allegiance. You can't take my offer or leave it. I don't care which."

[Terenia]

Terenia is dimly aware of being shifted and moved. Since Efaen's unconsciousness is lighter than last time she can even make out snatches of conversation, but they are garbled and dreamlike.

<<Guess we're going right back where we started,>> Terenia says to an unhearing Efean conversationally. She waits, keeping careful track of Efaen's brain as it slips closer and closer to wakefulness. When she finally senses that Efaen is in no more than a light sleep she cracks open one stalk eye to take stock of her surroundings. Yup, she thinks to herself, seeing the ground moving under her and a Hork-Bajir talon moving in stride. How very dignified.

<You know,> Terenia says in open thought speak, closing her stalk eye once more. <I can walk by myself. I'm a big girl and all.>

[Cobra (Gymn)]

"It's safer for us this way." Dara said. He moved his wrist blade slightly closer to Terenia's neck.

[KitsuneMarie]

Tora nods without bothering to look back at Myitt. After ensuring the hatch is closed, the engines are sufficiently warmed up, and no one is around to shoot them down like last time, she begins to guide the ship upward and out of the ship yard. Before long, the Bar is just a speck below them, and only the light it emits distinguishes it from the surrounding natural terrain. "Why is it it looks so harmless from here?" she murmurs, watching the holoscreen trained on it for a final moment before taking them on a trajectory towards the rebel base.