OoC: I'll post a Tarrade post as soon as RAD tells me where Jo is!
BiC: Ultor stood from his desk chair and then three himself onto the couch in his office. <Your going to get caught up in your lies you know. The Visser will get to you eventually.>
Ultor snarled inwardly at his host, <Silence Human! You know nothing. The Visser was once a great yeerk warrior; smart, cunning, brutal, he was their when the empire was born. Visser three was the major reason we were able to form our pact with the taxxons, and with the intelligence his host provided, why we were even able to break past the Andalite defense of earth. Unfourtunately, he seems to have gone mad in the interim. I may speak Ill of him, but I Will not tolerate it from you.>
Edward, the human Edward, seemed to withdraw from him and try to put up mental Barriers to hide his thoughts and feelings. Ultor smirked slightly, at the thought that he had hurt his hosts feelings. <Do not be to upset, I have to feed today and I think I will do it now, you will be free for a few hours.>
Ultor god up and went to his desk, pushing a red button underneath. Two Hork-bajir entered the room. "I am going to feed, when I am in my private pool one of you will escort my host wherever he wants to go, inside or outside of the complex, and bring him safely back to me after five hours. The other one of you will stand directly in front of my office door and allow no one except Visser three himself into the room. Not even Alpha is to be let in."
"Yes Sub-Visser," the two hork-bajir replied with a salute. Ultor walked over to the wall to the left of the couch and, moving a painting, pressed another red button. In the opposite corner of the room the floor opened up and the sub-vissers own private pool emerged from the floor. Ultor walked over to the pool, bent over the murky water, and began disengaging from his host. He pulled himself out of every nook, every crack, every cranny, until he was completely disengaged from his host. Ultor felt a sadness course through him as he left the beautiful brain that allowed him so much freedom, made him so much bigger than himself. Ultor wriggled and squirmed until he was free of the ear canal and in the life giving waters of the yeerk pool. The yeerk gave a mental sigh of pleasure and began to bask.