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[Cobra (Gymn)]

<Tell I wouldn't mind being a controller as much if the Yeerk was like you.> <Tell him yourself.> "Dara has some thing to say." "I, uh, gues I would mind being a controller as much if the Yeerk was like Kevlin. My previous Yeerk shoved me in a corner of my mind. Kevlin doesn't do that and he's letting me talk right now. So, yeah, I guess I wouldn't mind it if Kevlin was my Yeerk." "And I guess I wouldn't mind being his Yeerk either. I've been thinking of joining the rebels for awhile now. George will be fine without me. I guess I'm ready for a change."

[Gaz]

"While I'm taking care of this injury," Asda replied, "would you mind checking his head for any injury?"

Asda had finished cleaning the injury and was prepping her suture kit with her upper hands. With her lower right she was applying pressure to the injury to stop bleeding.

[RAFrukh]

My ship entered the atmosphere. I landed next to a few other ships.

I walked out. The bar already seemed to have changed. There was an even more depressing feel than my first visit. I spotted a humanoid sulking at the doorway to the bar.

The medics dragged my brother out in a biocryonics tube. I had already contacted the Xittoli freighter. The Xittol couldn't really be trusted. But, I suspected they'd help the Reptilinod. They revered our people. Or feared us anyway.

"John, I would like you to be my J'kiira enbe. You have been such a great help, and saved my honor. Will you accept?"

[Cobra (Gymn)]

What's a J'kiira enbe. Sorry, I'm not familiar with alien languages." John said. I trotted overto a spot of blood. It smelled like Tamora! I followed the scent and found a Hork-Bajir in a tree. I barked up at him.

[Luke Skywalker (Ossanlin)]

Ossanlin breathes the cooler air up near the top of the foliage, and is broken out of his partial reverie by the sound of a bark.  He looks down and sees what appears to be a canine...the species the Pemalites had left on Earth.  Strange.  He didn't care anymore at this point.  He tilts his head back again, the dried blood on his chest cracking and pulling on his reptilian skin.

[Cobra (Gymn)]

I turned and followed the scent to a girl by a mound. I walked up to the other side of the mound. The human girl was Tamora. <Hello Tamora. Are you okay?>

[Terenia]

Terenia's moment of resolution is interrupted by sudden and abrupt thought speak in her mind. Not Efaen - no, this is new and unfamiliar. Her shoulders stiffen visibly when he calls her by her sister's name.

"Terenia," she corrects automatically. She glances down at the fresh grave, but offers no further explanation.

Her solace interrupted, Terenia comes to the realization that her time on this planetoid is over. She turns her back on the dog, not caring enough to question who or what he is to be using thought-speak, and makes her way back towards the shipyard, moving with the slow determination of someone who doesn't really care if they make it to their destination or not.

[Cobra (Gymn)]

I walked back to John. <Something has happened here.>

[Myitt]

"Hey!"

Corliss is shaken out of his reverie.

"So, are you going to stand there moping about your little girlfriend being some kind of homicidal maniac, or are we going home?" Myitt shifts her weight impatiently, crossing her arms carefully around her Dracon.  She glances at Tora.  "Don't tell me he's gotten you depressed, too?"

"Myitt, she just killed her own sibling," Corliss says, trying to remain even-tempered.  "Can you please have a little respect?"

Myitt snorts.  "Respect?  For her?  Please.  We got all tangled up in her affairs, brought her sister back here, and she damn near slices the girl's head off.  I couldn't have predicted that.  Could you?"

<Yes, you could have,> Tara says stonily.

Corliss shakes his head and looks away.  "You can go, if you want," he says.  "You're due to be back on duty soon.  Reckon I'll stay a while."

Myitt considers this.  "Nah, I've only been here a couple of days."

"More like a few weeks," says her brother, rolling his eyes.

Myitt shakes it off, turning to follow Terenia's path.

"Whatever," she calls back.  "Let me think about it.  I need to take a walk."

[Luke Skywalker (Ossanlin)]

Ossanlin watches Terenia and the strange dog for a moment.  He takes a deep breath and as Terenia leaves, he bangs his head back against the tree-trunk.  There was still Efaen...but Ossanlin couldn't muster enough to push himself down the tree or stop Terenia.  Efaen being involuntary had started this whole mess...he shakes his head again.  He should stop her...make sure Efaen was truly voluntary...he hovers in indecision, not like himself.

[Aluminator (Kit)]

Salem thought for a second. He was starting to feel very uneasy around Mar. Under normal circumstances, he'd play it 'better safe than sorry' and just take the lower deal. He didn't like where this was going. But these weren't normal circumstances, were they? This was a chance to break the ice in dealing with immortals. New technologies were fine for a lot of things, but the true strength was always with higher beings. So... how much power was too much? He wasn't exactly out to rule the universe. The thought of that sort of ambition wearied him. How much risk was worth it? He'd backed himself up during his nap, hadn't he? Would that matter to an immortal?

After a few moments of silence, he said, "I'm okay with offensive spells. I'm a pretty offensive guy." He smiled at his little joke before continuing, "If... do you think you could show me how to draw on my own reservoir as well as yours? I don't like the thought of being dependent on someone else if I can help it. If that'd work, you can take whatever you deem worthwhile from me, and I think we've got ourselves a deal."

He caught sight of someone making their way slowly through the woods in front of them... was that Terenia? Instinctively, his hand inched towards his weapon. He didn't imagine she'd be too happy to see him.

[RAFrukh]

"J'kiira enbe is roughly translated Second Bloodbrother. My Prime Bloodbrother, or J'kiira vere is back on Reptilina. His name is Hejekak. He once saved my life, and he was my friend since as far back as I can remember. I wish to honor you with the position of J'kiira enbe, which is often thought of as a superior position, since the elector usually chooses later on in his life, and thus is wiser."

Just then Bear ran off. The 'dog' looked up into a tree and started barking. I looked up. There, in the trees, was a Hork-Bajir. My people respected Hork-Bajir, predominantly because they were taken captive by the Yeerks, but went down fighting. Also, for all their differences, Hork-Bajir and Reptilinod had many commonalities.

Then it occurred to me...why was Bear taking a particular interest in this Hork-Bajir? Up a tree? I turned to John with an inquisitive look.

The dog walked back to John and said something.

[Cobra (Gymn)]

"I'd be honored to be your J'kiira enbe." He answered the inquisitive glance. "Bear was just following a scent." I barked in agreement.

[RAFrukh]

John accepted the position of J'kiira enbe. He told me that Bear was just following a scent.

"I see," I said, "Then shall we continue? There is a ritual. Afterwards, my enemies are your enemies. And your enemies are my enemies. If you die, I am to avenge your death, and if I die, you are to avenge my death. We are never to lie to one another. Never to fight one another. If either lies, or battles the other, the bond is broken, and the wronged must avenge the breaking of the oath by killing the wronger. Do you wish to continue with the ritual?"

[Cobra (Gymn)]

"Hmm, Yes I would." <You sure?> I asked him privately. He looked at me and nodded. "So, what do we do?"