*Riyah takes Persi's arm, to stay with him.* Riyah: Per, Per look at all these people! Persi: Yes, Riyah, there are a lot. Thrai! Denae iurrhi! *Thrai is looking all around, his tongue out.
Well, it's my opinion that when your in a rather depressing situation, humor always helps! *Leans back and puts up his feet.* Learned that in the Academy...
Okay. So we contact the Lexington, repel any questions on whether or not your pregnant, ride to the Omega particles, turn 'em into sludge, along with anyone that created them, and then deny that your pregnant again! *Smiles and sits in co-pilots chair.* Great plan, cher!
I'm sorry you didn't get the one I was planning... *Pulls on a pair of pants and then sits on the end of the bed, putting on shoes.* So, what does the Omega mean?
Krystal, it's not Sander. The ship has dropped out of warp... and then we were hit by an EMP or something. Anyway, now everything with a screen has an omega on it... *Gets close to shake her again.*
Okay... *Walks over to his duffel and picks out the small pouch from before, putting it around his neck. Walks into the bedroom, then gently shakes Jade.* *Whispering.* Krystal, cher, we have a problem...