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[Chad32]

"Oh yes. I failed to mention that I'd like you to borrow Dara as a host. He wants to go on the mission, but needs a Yeerk. Do you mind? George can feel free to stay here, and spend time at the Bar." Temrash said. "If you see an Andalite Prince, just tell him you work for me, and he shouldn't bother you."

[Cobra (Gymn)]

"George is going to head back I believe and if Dara wants kyro safe until we're done finding Del He can go with too. I'll go ask them." Kevlin walks into the other room and addresses Dara and Kyro. "Dara, I'm Kevlin and I was wondering if you would mind being my temporary host for this mission. My current host is tired of searches and chases and is going back to Visser 15. If you want Kyro can go too." "I would like you to go with them and stay safe. Okay, Dad?"
"I guess yes."
"Good. And Kevlin I'll do it."
"Good, should we do it now?" <Bye George.> Kevlin began to dissengage not wanting to prolong it further. George held his hand under his ear and caught Kevlin when he fell.He offered him to Dara.
Dara accepted Kevlin. "I'll see you again soon Dad take care." He held Kevlin against his ear hesitantly. The Yeerk squirmed inside his ear. He soon gained motor control and lowered Dara's hand. Dara started freaking out. <I'm a controller again!> he yelled in his mind.
<Calm down. It's okay. I'm not going to harm you> He turned and looked at George. "You may leave whenever you want."
"'Kay. Come on Kyro, We'll have a nice long discussion in space." George and Kyro left. Kevlin turned to Temrash. "My, you have had quite alot of excitement recently." He says looking through Dara's memory. <Stay out of there!> <I'm trying to help.>

[Hunter]

As the Doctor worked on Hunter, he groaned and managed to mutter, "Deep cut... Left side. Shave my fur"

[warren_bearclaw]

The regrouped Beta Squad, which still was not truly complete, dragged Desmond over near the others who had also boarded his ship. They were nearing the end of the small funeral service, so they waited for them to be ready. Rayker thought about whether or not Desmond's execution would be a healing closure for the group of mourners.

[Luke Skywalker (Ossanlin)]

As Ossanlin looks around the clearing, he realizes he doesn't really wish to be around others and instead turns back into the forest.  He didn't think anyone had seen him.  He walks a bit aimlessly through the woods, closing his eyes and breathing the relatively clean air.  This hork-bajir body was at home in the woods, much moreso than his true form which was more accustomed to plains or cities.

Ossanlin wanders back towards the lake and finds a relatively tall tree.  He digs his blades through the soft bark into the hard wood beyond and climbs the tree nimbly.  After only a few seconds, he's in the canopy.  He lifts himself onto a sturdy branch and digs his blades in to the wood to brace himself, sitting comfortably on the the limb.  Tamora's blood has cooled and dried to his skin, there still to remind him.  He looks over the trees towards the lake and sees a human figure kneeling at the fresh grave he had made just a few minutes before.  Terenia...apparentl y she had figured out where Tamora had been laid to rest.  At least she was honoring her deceased sibling.  He feels a little bit better about that at least.

Ossanlin leans his head back against the tree-trunk, stretching one leg out along the limb, letting the other dangle off.  He wraps his tail around the trunk as well for stability, and then closes his eyes, his face up toward the sky.  Why did he come here?  Patrols were so much more relaxing...

[Shenmue654]

The closer he gets to Terenia, the wider the grin becomes on Mar's face. He walks with a certain fearless purposefulness that has not been seen since he first entered the Bar. This is something he understands, a poison he and many others helped to create long ago. The point of no return, wherein a mortal may starve his own soul. Terenia loathed him for pointing out her weaknesses, yet they might as well be staring one another in the face. Some part of him is revolted by the feeling and wishes to seek Elayne again. But why, when there is such a bounty to be had?

Mar glances at Salem with a cool, appraising sort of look. He's feeling generous, and Salem is quite resourceful. "We're going toward a person who has such a great emptiness inside them that they have shut out all emotion. I enjoy the company of such people. As for you...if you were willing to sweeten the deal with something worth my time..."

Mar shrugs a bit. "...I could give you a sort of connection to my reservoirs. I don't normally give something like this out lightly, but I'm in a fantastic mood and I like your ambition. It would make it far easier for you to cast, as without it you'd only have your own storage to draw from. Keep in mind that any spells I show you are...offensive in nature. I cannot really do defensive spells. We also have less to work with because of my mortality, but my theory is that the Mass will be more amenable to my requests. It's a temporary opportunity at best, though."

He said something...odd before the word "Mass" but exactly what is unclear. Several equivalent words come through Salem's head which suggest that hanging out with Mar might be a bit dangerous in the best of times.

[Gaz]

(Dang it! I missed a lot in one day.)

Asda heard Hunter inform her of an injury and set to work on the left side. Carefully she shaved the area around a nasty looking injury.

"That's going to need closing up," she commented. "I'm going to clean it and then stitch it up. It's too wide for anything else."

Meanwhile, the crew of the Pride was finishing up their farewell to Fletcher.

"Fletcher was one of a kind," Morgan said, "one of the best engineers in the business. Not sure how I'm going to replace him. Engineers willing to work on pirate ships are in short supply. Rest in peace."

[Chad32]

"I suppose what you say is for the best. You are the smart one, after all." Temrash said in regards to George and Kyro leaving. "Alright, I'm going to need one of you to tell me where Del was last seen. We can begin our search there." The sound of machines got louder as the repair crew began working in earnest.

[Terenia]

"Is he going to be okay?" Trey asks Asda anxiously, "Can I help at all?" He adjusts the bandage on his head, looking nervously from Asda to the clearly alien being.


Terenia stares out past her sisters grave at the lake and the trees beyond. I never thought it would end quite like this, she thinks, rising to her feet. But how could she? What little human girl imagines that she will lose her sister light years away on a mostly forgotten planetoid with only drunks and rebels? And at her own hand, too?

Still. It is over. A deep sigh escapes Terenia, like a weight being lifted from her shoulders. The responsibility, the humanity, it's all unnecessary now. She can move beyond her perceived duties towards...what? She isn't sure, yet.

<<Let me go!>> the nagging voice in her head continues on. Terenia continues to ignore Efaen. The Andalite is nothing to her anymore, just a puppet to be used at her own convenience. These legs, these arms, these eyes - they all belong to her. Efaen can sense this shift of perspective, and it terrifies her.

[Cobra (Gymn)]

"Dara last saw her in orbit above the Hork-Bajir homeworld. I can go to my ship and look through my databases for further information if you want." <I'm trying to help please stop struggling.>
<Sorry.> Get a hold of your self. Dara thought. He's trying to help.

[Chad32]

"Feel free to access my computer for that. It's still fully functional after the little battle in orbit."

[Cobra (Gymn)]

"Okay. I should be able to access the databases from your terminal." Kevlin walks over to the computer and access's his classified databases. He searches for Del and finds her. <No, It can't be now we'll never get her out!> <Of course we wil! It's just going to be harder.> "Temrash we have a problem. Del is under Visser three."

[Chad32]

"Of all the Vissers out there, why him? I would have been fine with it not being someone who worked for me, but it seems the powers behind Luck are not with us. At least we found her, though, and we will get her. It will be harder because I have hardly any people under Visser Three. I don't trust them around him. we will start preparations immediately."

[Cobra (Gymn)]

"I'm going to get some equipment from my ship that could help us." Kevlin walked over to his ship and came back a moment later with a suit case. "Identification and stuff to help us find Del." He explained. He also had a special kind of Dracon. Will knock her out without pain. My design." He says proudly.

[Chad32]

"That's good. Our dracons have been designed to include pain for a while, but I think it's good to have painless shots sometimes. Hopefully we can get to Del before visser Three decides she's the one who gets decapitated that day, or gets into a messy fight with the Andalites there. The good news is that at least she's still alive."

"I have one other thing. I'm not sure where to keep Dara and his parents without having them be controllers, except maybe with a group of Yeerk rebels at their hideout. I'd have to talk to their leader about accepting, them, though."