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*A nail somehow finds it's way from the other side of the house and lands next to Clara's hand, it's point impaling the material.* Lissan: What was that?
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Lissan: I'm just classically trained. Dad wouldn't let his daughter be a weakling and all that... *She starts putting in the windows and doors.*
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Lissan: Yeah. *She stands back and looks at the nearly finished house.*
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Lissan: Okay... *She moves over to another wall and starts trying to lift it up again.*
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Lissan: It was supposed to be mine... *She looks disappointed in herself.*
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'Kay. *Makes a note to meet Ta'kat later and exchange genetics mutation notes with her.*
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Andorian: You're soooo funny... *She smirks back, then sighs.* Andorian: My names Lissan...
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*The Andorian girl mumbles something along the lines of 'I had it covered'.*
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*There's an Andorian girl around her age, in typical settler clothes, trying to put up a wall by herself.* Andorian Girl: Roozh! *The wall falls for the third time.*
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OOC: It'll happen in a week, RL time. Sooner if a few months pass in the story.
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Damn... Ta'kat sounds cool. *Smiles.*
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*He mutters something about b*tches and leaves, heading toward the restaurant. He and his family leave a few hours later.*
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... What a place to be going with an expectant mother... *Sighs and looks at the ceiling.* Why is it always us?
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Jean: Because! I can't change her mind! *He turns suddenly, his eyes glaring white now.*
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... Worffan? *Frowns.* Wouldn't be the first time. Buuuuuuut... it could be something else.
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*He looks at her, white twilight dancing through his silver irises.* Jean: No... but I can't go after her now... *He brushes past her, the following small jolt of energy not bothering him.*
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OOC: GOD! This was a hard plot choice myself... but, I want him a little closer to the master theif Gambit right now. *Jean sighs, looking at her with longing.* Jean: Please, don't die. I... I... *He swallows, then stands straighter.* Jean: I couldn't bear losing someone I love as much as you...
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*He looks at her, striken. He looks like he's trying to decide between going with her or his family, and is half way.*
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Jean: As much as it takes to try to get enough money for an exodus...
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Why do you want them to be scared? *Sits down on the other side of Rachel.*
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Jean: It can keep us alive and free for a little longer... OOC: Damn it! 'Kay, let's say he said the edge...
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Jean: They aren't fighters, or inventors, or scientists, or anything. My dad's a retired MMA champ and my mother's a cook! I'm a failure at practically everything, so I don't have an excuse. *He blinks.* Jean: You aren't thinking of fighting that thing are you?
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OOC: Because the plot to beat him would get stupid. 'Kay, we need to think of a non-idiotic way to destroy Ultron... I got it! BACON!
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*Smiles.* God, do I love you. *Puts his hand on her stomach and smiles wider.* And you too, buddy.
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*Jean sits back.* Jean: Well... guess my family's gonna pack up and leave for Pegasus.
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OOC: Ah, Ultron needs direct contact(wireless or physical) right? With the Saidere, they use a different form of wireless, sort of a... thing from Ender's Game, called the Ansible.
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I know but... well, if it's the natural way, I can do it myself, meaning we may be able to go off the ship and stuff, but.... *Shakes head.* I'm weird, ignore me...
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Jean:... *He sits back, white as a sheet.* Jean: Why? First the Eblisi, now this?
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*Naib Persi sits back in the chair, stroking his chin.* Persi: Well then... this is will be a challenge worthy of Terry and the rest. *He turns and contacts his seconds.* Persi: Get the migration fleet ready. We need to make ready for war...
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*Sighs.* Fine, okay.... How do they deliver babies in the Federation anyway?