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[Myitt]

Corliss turns and glares irritably at Temrash, stepping closer to Terenia and out of reach of Temrash's big Hork-Bajir arms.

"Will you leave us alone?" he snaps, incredulous.  "This is more important than whatever foolish quarrel you have with me."  His gaze flickers to Illim, Serid's tone of voice softening.  "Look, I'm not going to harm him."  He presses a hand against Serid's chest.  "It's just a matter of necessity right now, okay?"

<<As lovely as your grass-eating memories are, I really do mean that,>> Corliss adds flatly.


<<It's all right, love, I can't bloody stand that overgrown reptilian arse meself,>> Mike drolls.  

He watches solemnly as Terenia speaks to Ossanlin, and her sadness wells up through him.  He wishes desperately that he could draw her into a hug, console her in some way, but instead he gazes out at the Andalite War-Prince and hopes, impossibly, that he can feel exactly how Terenia feels.

[Terenia]

((Happy 8000 posts, Chad!))

<<Thanks....>> Terenia says to Mike, both to his comment and the emotions that she can read clearly. It is still a bit overwhelming to her that someone could actually sympathize with her.

Terenia's moment of sincerity is ruined, however, by Temrash's speech, and her jaw clamps tight over the barrage of insults that come to mind. She forces herself to breathe in deeply, reminding herself that she no longer has Mike's Dracon Beam.

"And you are so blinded by your blatant hatred of me that nothing I do will ever be adequate," she says lowly. "I don't need you telling me how to behave, and I don't need you treating me like a child. If you're so disgusted by how I act then leave me alone; don't tail me like some sort of puppy dog and wait to be rewarded." She turns away from Ossanlin, fixing her full attention on Temrash, ignoring the fact that he is so much larger than she is, even in Mike's body. "Let me make this perfectly clear, Yeerk. I do not like you. I do not need your help. If I were as self absorbed as you pretend I am I would still be galloping around in an Andalite body, but I willingly sacrificed an Andalite host. Yes, I killed my dapsen sister and no, I am not proud of it, but it was necessary and it really isn't any of your God damned business so if you could please stop bringing it up maybe I can actually have a conversation with someone!"

As her rant carries on Mike's voice rises in pitch. She closes the distance between herself and Temrash, until she is standing inches in front of him, glaring up at his Hork-Bajir face.

[Chad32]

"No I won't leave you alone. I placed my trust in you, and you sat in your pool while Terenia ran around in Mike's body armed with a dracon. Probably going off to kill Efaen, except she was stopped when people came around to talk to her. Don't you even realize how stupid that was? What are you thinking? How could this have possibly ended well?"

"I don't even know what kind of person Reven is, but if he actually approves of crap like this, I don't even care for your stupid rebellion. Obviously you aren't going to help me get in, but I swear if you don't supervise that child I'll give her back to Visser Three, and we won't have to worry about her anymore."

"And you." He told Terenia. "You need to start thinking before you act. You are a child. Irrational and showing severe lack of emotional control. If you really did mean to sever ties with Efaen, and not just because someone made you, there might be hope for you yet. But you need to keep that up, show some humility, and above all maturity. Otherwise I'll send you back home, where you won't be so stressed out by people trying to help you."


Claxter agreed with hanging back, especially since an argument was going on. <It seems another fight between those three might break out any second.>

[KitsuneMarie]

Illim nods slowly in response to Corliss's reassurance and takes several steps back to give them some room. The Hork-Bajir is making him more nervous than anyone now, and he eyes him carefully. <Reckon I should just knock him out so they can have their damned conversation and we can all get out of this mess?> he half-jokes to Derrel.


<I believe you,> Serid tells Corliss, his tone betraying his unease at the situation, although at least it is no longer directed at the Yeerk inhabiting his brain.

As Terenia intimates, rather angrily, that she had had an Andalite host, though, Serid is stunned into momentarily silence. Finally, he asks Corliss, his own tone low and nervous. <What... does that mean? Are there others like me? Others who have been captured? It sounds as if Terenia's host was no nothlit, though. How can this be?>

[Chad32]

<No don't shoot at him! He's about to fly off the handle, and if you miss he's going to cut me in half!>

[KitsuneMarie]

<Kidding, kidding,> Illim hurriedly rushes to soothe Derrel. An unhappy host is not what he needs right now. Who knows what kind of tests he'll be put through to get into the rebellion, but a reluctant host probably won't help his cause.

He finds himself wishing he had Serid again; at least he understood and sympathized with the goals of the rebellion. That is over now. It's either Derrel or tupperware, he reminds himself.

<I'm quite a joker. Sorry,> he adds to his host.

Still, he permits himself a brief, silly daydream--to which Derrel is not privy--in which he stuns the Hork-Bajir, immediately after which Corliss declares his immediate approval of Illim and grants him admission to the rebellion. Yeah right, he snorts to himself. I'd probably just get attacked by this Terenia person for taking his hit or something.

[Chad32]

<I'm going to apply for a noncombat position. At least at first. I won't say I'll never grow into someone who's more OK with getting into danger. Personally I'd like to avoid Terenia as much as Temrash. Did you see her whip out that gun when he mentioned her sister? I mean, of course you did. Still, this argument is just fanning the flame.>

[Aluminator (Kit)]

Salem shook his head at Elayne's question. "I've been on my own a while, so I've had to learn a few things about first aid. The injuries the Andalite received were way beyond what I was ready to deal with. I just did what I could." He nodded at her, "Elayne. I knew an Elayne a long time ago." He grinned at some little personal joke, "You don't look anything like her."

When the drinks arrived, Salem picked his up and eyed it. It certainly didn't smell appetizing, but at the moment, Salem was ready for something strong.

He glanced at Trey, "So, should I just call you 'hey you'?" He raised his glass to his lips and took a sip. He could feel a burning in his throat thanks to the liquid, but the drink was more pleasant than he'd steeled himself for.

"Whatever you bought us, good call," he said to Trey with a wink.

[Terenia]

Terenia laughs harshly. "Send me back home? What the hell is that supposed to mean? I have no home. You need to get over yourself and stop trying to fix people just because they don't act the way you want them to. You have no authority over me, as much as you delude yourself to think otherwise, and you can't send me anywhere."


<I was unaware of the fact that Corliss and Temrash were enemies,> Efaen states mildly, watching with interest. <In fact, I was unaware that they had a rapport at all, beyond the events that occurred on board his ship a short time ago. I assumed at the time that the tension was due to Terenia.>

[Luke Skywalker (Ossanlin)]

Ossanlin listens to Terenia, sounding somewhat penitent and humble.  Such odd tones coming from her.  Then the vocal fight erupts around him.  His face remains calm but with each exchange his ire ratchets up a notch.  His tail starts switching back and forth in an agitated rather than relaxed manner.  Though his face continues to remain calm, his anger rises further and further.  It had been rather a long time since he'd experienced anger this powerful.  He'd had enough of Terenia and the drama that went on around her.  Even if it might not be entirely her fault this time, she's involved.  She's always involved.

Without warning, Ossanlin whip-cracks his tail quite loudly over his back.  It had been quite some time since he'd done that.  In a calm tone, he speaks very succinctly, very clearly, and rather loudly...enough to be a bit painful to those standing around him, and most-likely detectable from quite a distance.  <I'm so glad all of you feel the need to argue and complain in a constant manner.  I honestly feel as though I'm standing amongst a group of young children arguing over who started a fight in the scoop.>  Ossanlin's gaze takes in everyone around him excluding Mar, to let the rest know he means every single one of them, even though this Illim person is really only part of the argument by association.

<I am tired of all of you complaining, or whining, or carrying on.  My head aches with the incessant babble.  Most of you I have treated as I would friends...perhaps that is the wrong way to treat you.  If you are going to act like children, perhaps I should treat you as subordinates.  I do not enjoy my species' innate tendency to treat others as less...but I believe I have known you all long enough to make individual judgments as is my wont.  I welcome any of you to speak with me once you learn to carry on an intelligent conversation without complaining or raising your voice.>  Ossanlin turns and begins to trot toward the woods.

<Terenia, if you feel that you can talk with me on an even level without all of this drama, an without your own childish cynicism, you may seek me out.  I may be available, I may not be...that will depend upon you.>  He falls silent, continuing his leisurely pace toward the woods, moving slow only to allow Mar to catch up and walk with him should he so desire.

[Chad32]

<Well Corliss' side includes Terenia. Temrash's side includes Prince Ossanlin. I believe the choice is clear.>

"I've got the fastest ship here, and the farthest reaching connections. There isn't much I can't do. But on another side of this argument, maybe Corliss can tell me some of your positive traits. Besides being a good kisser."

He regarded Ossanlin's words. Much as he didn't like being refered to as a child, and certainly didn't want to act as Ossanlin's subordinate, if there was anyone he wanted to remain on good terms with it was Ossanlin.

[Terenia]

Terenia jumps in surprise at the sound of Ossanlin's tail, adrenaline pumping through Mike's body as she swivels around, looking for the threat. When Ossanlin begins speaking she winces, taking a step back from the Andalite as he reprimands him. She can't help but feel a bit guilty, much like a child being reprimanded, and when he leaves she clears Mike's throat and addresses the group in a somewhat more level voice than she has been.

"I am going to go speak with Ossanlin," she says, ignoring Temrash's jibe. "I would...appreciate it if you allowed us some privacy. Please."

[Chad32]

Now that Ossanlin had put an end to the argument, Claxter started off towards him. He didn't hear terenia's request to speak with the Prince alone.

"I suggest you go back to the ship and exit that body, Corliss. You're obviously not responsible enough to watch Terenia." Temrash said, ready to stop corliss if he decided to run after her again.

[radgeek]

"I likely have heard worse,"  Taylis said while remaining standing.  "You really should come to New York some time.  We have Times Square, Central Park, Broadway, the Empire State Building, and so much more.  But don't forget outside Manhattan are other great sites.  Every borrow has its treasure."  She became more animated as she spoke.  It was it that she loved the city, it was fine for a human city and they should be proud of it.  She was just stuck in mayor mode for a moment.
<<The Bronx has nothing,>> Amy commented.
<<It has the Yankees.>>
<<How many times must I remind you that I'm a Mets fan?>>

[KitsuneMarie]

<Totally understandable,> Illim tells Derrel. <I'm a bioengineer, myself. Not exactly front-line material. And sure, I think Terenia's dangerous, but I'm still more worried about the Hork-Bajir.>

Just then, the Andalite male's tail cracks, and Illim flinches before he can even place the sound. He straightens as the Andalite speaks, wincing at how loud his voice reverberates in his head. It is a relief when his reprimand is over and he walks away, but he is again nervous when Terenia announces she is going after the War Prince. <Just let it rest...> His thoughts are directed at Corliss, although the only person who can hear him is Derrel.


Ossanlin's speech cuts through the waves of Serid's receding shock at what Terenia had revealed, nostalgia washing over the negative emotions. It has been many years since he has heard an Andalite speak with such authority. <He will make a good commander for me,> he thinks with grim pleasure. <No Andalites will become unwilling hosts under him.>


Elayne raises an eyebrow, unsure what exactly Salem means by his comment, but she lets it go. "On my own"? That's hardly a job description, Elayne thinks, waiting to ask Salem for clarification until Trey has had a chance to introduce himself.