Xi: You remember the best time you had with them. You always remember the times you laughed. Never think in terms of 'If I did that' or ' If they were still here'. Remember the love you had, the kindness, the best of times... and never let them go. Let go of the negative emotions. *He puts a hand on her arm.* Xi: Notice…
Well, whoever Ouranus... *Facepalms.* She was banging Ouranus, I used Ouranus as a cover in the Magic Realm.... a clone with access to the League's databases, which I do not doubt they have, could use that as a name...
Xi: Yeah, losing a friend is hard... I lost my wingman the first time I fought. He was a childhood friend. *He looks at Tara, a sad smile on his face.* Xi: Wanna know the best way of coping?
Xi: When you've experienced it and seen many others experience it, you kind of get an eye. *Points at eye. Then takes the glass and downs it.* Xi: So, who was it?
*A hand reaches over her shoulder and takes the glass. Xi sits next to her.* Xi: Unless I'm mistaken, I think you might be a little underage... *He smiles.* Xi: And alcoholism isn't really a good thing to develop in mourning...
Well, see, I had had another glass and... after that things get fuzzy. The bottle still had a quarter, so I decided to return it. *Glares at door.* Then Soilder Boy arrested me and... here I am...
"... I want a pardon for any crimes I may have committed against the Republic, and... asylum. Whenever I want it." Aahuus says. " Or I will release the information I received from Talven, and that you have a certain Project going, I'm assuming to try and harness the natural abilities of this world."
Perseus grabs Kahlen by the arm and drags him to another cargo section. He rummages through it and comes out with a new set of clothes. He tosses it to Kahlen. "Put that on... then we have to find a place to hide you. Any niche you're good at?" he says quickly. The Captain leans back and fingers his mek'leth. His cold eyes…
*Is dragged in by a Security Officer.* Officer: Sir, this... miscreant was caught in Ten Forward trying to steal from the Diplomatic Reserve... Me: I swear to you, I am technically a diplomat! And I was trying to return the Romulan Ale!