"Oh!" Trey cries from his barstool as he sees a figure collapse in the doorway. He leaps up from his seat and, before really pausing to think about the consequences, runs to the figures side.
"Are you alright?" He asks stupidly, kneeling down next to the bounty hunter and examining the bloody shirt. He raises his voice to include the rest of the bar.
"Is there a doctor in here!?"
((if anyone is confused over the narration switches here let me know and I'll edit))
Tamora collapses to the ground as soon as Ossanlin lets her go, a sobbing, simpering mess of arms and legs that are refusing to follow orders in her panic and fear. She curls up into the fetal position, oblivious to anything but two of her enemies discussing her fate.
"P-please Terenia," she matters to splutter out, but it is only in a sob-choked whisper. "Please...I'm your s-sister."
Terenia's expression hardens as Ossanlin dumps Tamora on the ground. She examines her sister coldly, impasiveness slowly giving way to disgust as Tamora begs for mercy. Her lip curls with detestation.
"You are not my sister," Terenia says, and to her surprise her own voice sounds slightly choked, despite the fury that is forefront, "My sister trusted me. My sister loved me. She didn't try to kill me just for trying to protect her!" Terenia pauses, gasping slightly, and finds that she must turn slightly away from the sobbing figure on the ground. "I set out to save you, to protect you. But I see now that you are beyond that." One hand balls into an angry fist, and for a moment it looks as if she is going to attack Tamora right then and there, weaponless and all, "I gave up five years for you!" she cries, and now her voice does come out in a heavy, cleaving sob.
Terenia takes a step away, forcing the threatening wave of emotions back against the wall she has spent so many years constructing. She glances over her shoulder, fixing Ossanlin with a steady gaze - accusatory, almost - as she begins to demorph. Her skin darkens and sprouts purple fur, her arms weaken and legs strengthen. Two additional legs protrude from her chest and her body shifts into two main segments. Stalks grow from her head and her mouth disappears. Her eyes lose their tear ducts, something for which Terenia is grateful. Finally, the last change appears. Her tail curves upward, the scynthe-like blade glinting dangerously.
During the morphing process Tamora has not moved, except to shiver and cry. Her constant prayer of, "please, oh God please d-don't! Please...please..." heightens in volume as Terenia approaches in her Andalite form. To Ossanlin she gives a little nod; acceptance of her role as the one to pass judgment on Tamora.
<Sorry, Tammy,> Terenia says in a whisper, firing the muscles in her tail.
