*After the briefing*
Tarry: <We should conduct rehearsals>
Brian: Rehearsals?
Tarry: <We are going to walk through the mission.>
Josefina: Really?
Tarry: <Really>
Josefina: So saying what we're going to do isn't enough?
Tarry: <We are going to walk through the mission to make sure everyone knows what they are doing and to uncover any flaws.>
Olivia: I hope there are no flaws.
Olivia: we can't afford any.
Tarry: <We will start at that location>
Tarry: <Everyone, morph into your morphs.>
Josefina: I've been doing a lot of morphing today is that a good idea?
Tarry: <There is no limit on how much you can morph.>
Olivia: We need to check for flaws.
Olivia: Just do it Jo.
Josefina: *morphs dog*
Sean: *morphs squirrel.
Brian: *morphs vulture*
Olivia: *morphs eagle*
Tarry: <Now we're at Brian's apartment. Olivia, what are you doing?>
Olivia: <I'm in the air looking out for...>
Tarry: <No, you're remaining hidden to prevent the yeerks from finding you.>
Tarry: <You don't expose yourself until they start to leave.>
Olivia: <That's way we rehearse, Jo. Ok I stay out of sight.>
Sean: <Pardon me, I must have gone momentarily insane there....>
Sean: <So... anyways....>
Tarry: <Jo, what are you doing?>
Josefina: <I'm acting like a stray trying to not be seen.>
Tarry: <Good, Sean, what are you doing?>
Sean: <I'm looking for nuts, acting like a squirrel>
Olivia: Looking?
Tarry: <Brian?>
Brian: <I'm hanging out near my house waiting for Kildor.>
Tarry: <When Kildor arrives, what are you going to do?>
Brian: <I'm ... going to have this little meeting with him.... um, >
Brian: <I'm going to have to make sure he knows it's me.>
Tarry: <Good. What are you trying to find out from him?>
Brian: <...everything? I need to listen and make sure y'all here everythin' he says.>
Olivia: <Will I be able to hear?>
Tarry: <No, you will need to be far enough away that he will not spot you.>
Olivia: <I won't know what being said?>
Olivia: <That's annoying.>
Sean: <Sorry, Olivia, but we've each got our part. You’ll get to follow him after he leaves, right Tarry?>
Tarry: <Brian, you are trying to find out what activities the yeerks are working on, potential targets for us, the identities of high-ranking controllers, the locations of yeerk pool entrances, if Kildor is alone in resisting the yeerks, what Kildor wants and what he wants from us, and what Kildor knows about us.>
Brian: < Oh. Alright ... is that all?>
Tarry: <Unless you can think of anything else we need to know.>
Josefina: <Like how my father is...>
Brian: < I was kinda bein' sarcastic... that's a lot of things for me to figure out. Basically, I just need to find out everything.>
Tarry: <What is sarcastic?>
Brian: <It's ... It's when you say something you don't really mean, because...>
Sean: <Sometimes it's to be funny, sometimes it's to be critical>
Tarry: <So it means lying?>>
Sean: <Not really, it's... hard to explain...>
Sean: <So Andalites don't ever just joke around? I.. erg. I really don't know how to explain it.>
Tarry: <We have many jokes. An andalite, a leeran, and an hork bajir controller meet on a planet...>
Brian: *flutters wings*
Josefina: <Your jokes have controllers?>
Tarry: <Yes. The jokes are often at their expense.>
Tarry: <It is a tense moment.>
Sean: *clears throat... over thought-speech O.O*
Sean: <So then what Tarry?>
Tarry: <The andalites tail twitches, the leeran's tentacles glisten,
the hork bajir's nose drips.>
Tarry: *bursts out laughing*
Sean: <I ... uh.. meant what's next in the plan?>
Tarry: <Sean and Josefina will continue to act like there morphed animals.>
Olivia: excludes Tarry <<That wasn't funny.>>
Brian: <<Yeah... I didn't get it either... >>
Sean: <<Maybe it'll make sense later... >>
Josefina: <<Maybe if we knew the aliens in the joke...>>
Tarry: <You also need to establish a way to contact Kildor.>
Sean: <So I'm running in the road dodging cars, and Jo will be sniffing fire hydrants, okay.>
Brian: <Um... maybe I could just say 'hi'?>
Olivia: <<Dodging cars? Really? Could you live till the end of the mission please?>>
Tarry: <You need a way to contact Kildor in the future.>
Sean: <<...it's what squirrels do! I was being sarcastic.>>
Sean: <<But don't tell that to Tarry...>>
Tarry: <Tell me what?>
Tarry: <Sean, I believe your private thoughtspeak needs practice.>
Sean: <I'm sorry, what was it I said?>
Tarry: <You told someone not to tell me something.>
Brian: <<Okay, how did he hear that? Have we got this thing all wrong?>>
Tarry: <When Kildor leaves, we will tell Olivia and return to that location.>
Tarry: <Olivia, what will you be doing?>
Olivia: *is glad she can't make a smile*
Olivia: <I will follow Kildor for as long as I can.>
Tarry: <Good, and then what will you do?>
Olivia: <I will return to that location>
Tarry: <Good. What do we do if we are attacked...Brian?>
Brian: <Get the heck outta there?>
Tarry: <No, leave heck, and return to that location.>
Brian: <That's... what I meant...>
Sean: <It's another human culture thing.>
Tarry: <Once we are all back at that location we will disseminate what we have learned and return home.>
Tarry: <Are there any questions?>
Sean: <None from me...>
Tarry: <Then demorph. We need to get moving.>
Olivia: *demorphs*
Josefina: *demorphs*
Brian: <Sounds like a plan to me...>
Brian: *demorphs*
Sean: *demorphs*
Brian: *now human*holds head* Woo... long day....
Brian: Ima gonna have a seat for a minute or two...
Sean: *yawns* yeah, that can wear you out..
Olivia: I hope I can sleep late tomorrow.
Sean: that's normal, right?
Tarry: <Morphing is tiring. We will have to start training to build a tolerance to it.>
Sean: Oh, okay. Well, it's good that it isn't just us.