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[BaronConall]

Michael becomes acutely aware that there is a lot more going on inside the building then he had first realised. He notices bluish centaurs as well as the minotaur, reptilian creatures and some form of feathered woman with wings. My visual recognition centres seem to be intensely delayed. I may be at a disadvantage if hostilities arise.

Michael turns his attention to the woman who has joined them and addresses both Keshin and the woman. "A plac3... to sit... would... be nice." His speech picking up, taking less breaks between words. "1 am sorry, but the words... "Andalite",... "Yeerk",... and ... "Galard" hold no meaning for me. I also do not see how... royalty would be helpful.."

I have to approach this situation carefully. I need to ascertain whether anyone here would posses the tools to remove a Mjolnir-grade remote detonation fail-safe.
"I have to approach this situation carefully. I need to ascertain whether anyone here would posses the tools to remove a Mjolnir-grade remote detonation fail-safe."

It soon becomes apparent that his improved speech has come at the cost of his inner thoughts becoming vocalized.

"1 may need some assistance. I may not have the correct currency for this place, but 1 can compensate your for your help."

Michael awaits their direction.

[Terenia]

Efaen's expression betrays her surprise at the question. She is not familiar with Princes - certainly not Captains - spending time learning about the motivations of their charges. She hesitates before responding, wondering if he has dual intentions.

<My father was a War-Prince,> Efaen says at last, her tone reserved. <He was discharged from the military when I was a child.> She pauses again, glancing at him with a stalk eye as she trots along. <He was injured in battle,> she says flatly. <He refused to use the morphing ability to revert to his uninjured state. It would be, he said, an act of dishonor. Since then he has lived as a vecol and I have seen little of him.> She shrugs her narrow shoulders, picking up speed slightly. <I joined the military in honor of the memory of who he once was and to destroy the filth that forced him into exile.>

[Chad32]

<It's alright. I'm not wild about people touching my stalks because they are two of the more vulnerable body parts, but in general I don't mind occasional physical contact. It's good that your people have at least reached the point you're at.>

[Twilight_Pixie]

Candice opened one eye and looked him over cautiously. Then she opened the other looking absolutely perplexed. She relaxed a little having him not hit her as she had grown to expect. She looked up at him obviously befuddled.

"Why are you not punishing me? I did something unforgivable, I almost touched you without permission, let alone even knowing you." Her voice pulled at the heart like a wounded bird singing its last song; beautiful to hear, but makes one want to cry. She was extremely confused by the generosity of this man. She had never met a man who wouldn't take advantage of any situation, let alone let misbehavior slip by them unpunished.

[Chad32]

<It is not my place to harm you.> Claxter said. he was feeling a bit emotional, though he didn't know why. <You didn't do anything wrong. You have no need to be afraid of me. I promise I won't hurt you. Have you been mistreated in the past? You seem so pleasant, so I don't know why you would be.>

[Twilight_Pixie]

Candice smiled faintly, giving her age that her eyes have not, proving that all 18 years of her life were hard earned. She looked up at him with that smile and spoke from the aching pit within that held all of the pain that people have caused her over the years.

"Where I am from, it is a man's right to do to a woman as he pleases. Since I am owned by no one, I am everyone's to punish with no punishment in return." Her voice was more empty now, though still held the edge of bells faintly. She dropped her gaze from him and began to play with her hair, twirling it around her fingers and she spoke quietly, but no longer frantic.

"Where I am from, many people think I am rude and don't know my place. I am of mixed blood, so my family disowned me when I was not the obedient little child they had hoped for. Since then, those who want me, only want me for the rarity of what I am. They are vile men who have more mistresses than they know what to do with." The rage in her voice made the pull stronger, making her seem more vibrant than before yet her voice was still that of a melody.

[Chad32]

<Our people look down on females somewhat too, though they are not harmed without also being punished. Any Andalite male who attacked a female without good cause would be brought to justice. Slavery is certainly illegal. It seems that the more cultured a society becomes, the more equality both genders have, depending on which begins as the strongest. If you still feel awkward being around men, there are women who you can talk to. I know a woman named Silver who could be friends with you.>

[Twilight_Pixie]

She looked up at him curiously and spoke lightly letting her voice play on the wind delicately.

"Is that what you are called, an Andalite? I have never heard of a creature like you before." She meant it to be taken as rude, but she was tentatively trying to feel him out and find out what he would react to. Her expression changed to anger once more as he brought up the subject of women.

"It is not just men that I am 'awkward' around. Women can be cruel and vindictive too, just they have to hide it from the world, where as men do not." Her tone was sharp as she spoke of women and was painful to listen to. Candice almost pulled her hair out as she played with it, the anger had grown so sharp.

[Chad32]

<There's a first time for everything. I've never seen someone like you either. My friend silver has also been mistreated by her people, so I'm sure you'd both have quite a bit to talk about. She is very kind, like me, so you won't have to be afraid of her either.> He noticed she was practically pulling her hair out, and he reached out to take her hand. <Try not to harm yourself. Not that your emotions aren't justified, bt stewing in them usually does more harm than good.>

[Twilight_Pixie]

The second his skin touched her's, she turned a ruby red almost instantly. Her eyes widened impossibly so making them seem even larger as she looked up at him appearing more innocent than before by having someone just touch her make her blush. Candice let him hold her hand as long as he like being that he wasn't harming her and didn't seem to want to unlike so many others. She looked at their hands more in awe then anything.

"N-no one has ever lay a kind hand on me b-before." She looked back up to his eyes before speaking again. "Why are you so different if your people don't like women, except for sex, either?" She was truly in awe by this creature before her.

[Chad32]

<Women are deserving of a certain amount of respect as well as men where I am from.> He wondered if he really thought much of women aside from the prospect of having a sexual relationship with one. In truth, he typically liked roaming with males more than females, and his main draw toards women was because of a drive to procreate. not that he didn't find them interesting to talk with aside from that. <We are all people, and we should treat each other as such. Males and females have different, but important, roles to play. Not everyone really fits the role that society gives them, and really that should be ok too.>

He was hesitant to take his hand away from hers. somehow he felt an inexplicable connection to her. He wanted to be close to her and protect her, like Efaen. Wait. He wasn't really attracted to Candice like he was to Efaen, was he? That couldn't be. They were totally different species. She was surely just a platonic friend, like Silver. That's it. That's all it could be.

[Twilight_Pixie]

She nodded to his statement, wishing it were true in her life, though knowing it was far from it. As Candice admired his form out of pure curiosity, the thought finally occurred to her. He has no mouth..How can I hear him? She pulled her hand away from his and leaned in closer to his face and examined it where his mouth should be absolutely perplexed. It could have seemed intimate with how close she was to him, but her demeanor made it innocent to her, though when she spoke her proximity made the alluring quality of her voice stronger.

"How can I hear you, you have not lips to speak with?" She hadn't yet processed that being within a foot of someone's face was usually intimate, for she had never experienced real intimacy.

[Myitt]

"Yeah, thanks for that," Corliss replies to the ceiling, sounding miffed.  "If I join you in there I reckon you're just going to keep up with the berating, aren't you?"

[Terenia]

<Maybe,> Terenia says, stubbornly angry. <It hasn't exactly been the best day of my life, you know. You did sort of abandon me in this dapsen pool and then come back with my dead sister in tow while ignoring my questions about your insane ideas about...about something as stupid and meaningless as love.>

[Chad32]

<My people use thought speech to communicate. We also east through our hooves, so we have no need for mouths.> He said as he retracted his hands. He didn't lean away from her as he did say he didn't mind physical contact. Touching an Andalite's face with your hands was usually intimate, but there wasn't much to worry about with her, right? Surely it wasn't like it would mean the same. Touching faces together was unheard of, so he doubted she would rub her face on his.