*Mara pants... and then stands up, and falls back down.* Aerv: Do you think they knocked each other out? *He smiles, then starts walking toward the ring.*
Jean: Stop messing with me, or I'll go tell Ebren you tried to r*pe me. *He smiles at her.* Clara's Room *Vani just bucks around, trying to get her off.*
*Is a little ways away, throwing a Frisbee to the dog.* *** Alex: Hey, Tala. *He smiles at her from behind.* *** Jackson: Hey, Lei! I think I found something weird over here!
Velal: And if you give the position the ability to switch the seats so that one party has the majority, or at least a conglomeration has majority, then nothing like what's been happening can continue. *He smiles.* Velal: And if any party tries to leave during a meeting, it doesn't disband the government, it disbands the…
*Vani eventually catches one, and throws Clara off. She then jumps on Clara and does the exact same thing.* Living Room Jean: No, you did. We had a conversation about how you were trying to get in my pants.
*Velal tilts his head, then smiles.* Velal: Are you suggesting a presidential vote right now? I can do you one better. *He crosses his arms.* Velal: Don't allow presidential candidates that have strong ties to one particular party. That way, they have representation in the Senate and House, but the President is the one who…
Vani: Fine... *She throws a jab at Clara's throat, and a haymaker at her temple.* Living Room Jean: Remember? You tore a hole in my pants. I can't see anything, but I heard it.
Velal: Ha, if my party had their way, there wouldn't be a president position beyond honourary. *He shrugs.* Velal: Besides, if people favour Sam, they would riot over anyone else.
Computer: Captain Jade is in Admiral Eight's temporary quarters. *** Seriously. The power of a pregnant woman's mood swing is strong. *Smiles and walks in.* Admiral. How are you?