*Loki shrugs* Loko: I only come in if there is threat of death. Oh, I also don't deal with addiction and suicide anymore, though it does pain me to see it. I've had some pain rather recently... *He looks at Luke and raises an eyebrow*
*Loki walks in and looks at the group.* Loki: Will I have to deal with this idiotic talk from now on? God, I might lose my mind... *He looks another way.* Loki, muttering: Oh right. I don't have one...
*The Doctor bows* Doctor: Of course, sir. Thank you, sir. *He walks back to Persi's room.* Doctor: Alright. You *He realizes the room is empty.* Doctor:Guard! Guard:What? Doctor: Where is Persi? Guard: Oh. He left with the nurse to get his sword. Doctor: But he was Guard: Oh, shut up. The kids fine, he's released, just let…
Doctor, nervous: Uh, sir. I would like your.. permission to let Persi out of medical care. * He looks around* Doctor, quickly: And your promise that you will kill him if he is corrupted...
*Persi was still in bed. He had no idea why. He felt alright, but whenever the doctor or nurse cam in and saw him standing, they immediately made him sit down and drink a glass of water. That part was weird. He decided to ask them why. He was standing again when the doctor came in and asked him to sit.* Persi: Why? Doctor:…
Stelam was in the brig again. Elements, this guy is good... "Sir. You seem to be suddenly moving tword us at an accelerated rate." Gerrard says. All he receives is static. The line is jammed. "Well, warp us out Delea." Gerrard says. "Sir, what abou-" "The Captain would want us to get away. Warp to New Haven. "Yes sir."…
Stelam finds himself in a Federation brig. Again. He hadn't been in one since... when was it? Oh, right. When that damn Admiral captured him on Virinat and accused him and Captain Hylian of destroying it. That one had been an idiot. Know then time to think of a way out. Then the brig shield came down, and two armed…
*Xi-Qun walks over to Ebren.* Xi: Perhaps, kid, you should take that out on a sparring partner, instaed of a poor wood man that can't protect himself... *He crosses his arms, raising an eyebrow.*
OOC: It was 3 am for me when I wrote that. Eh, better go with it. Stelam grimaced and sheathed his weapons. But hit his communicator so that Gerrard can here the conversation and save him. He then cleard his throat. "I would rather not be thrown into a Federation brig for a mere accident." he said. "I truly have no idea…
He then wipes the coordinates. Why am I doing this? he asks himself. Is it because I'm worried for her? Sh's a stranger I've never met. Is it because I have some kind of inner moral concious that says it stops at females? No, I've killed my share, though I try not to kill anyone. Is it because she's my race? No, I've…
Stelam blinks at the light of the beaming. The girl had been taken, presumably by the one that was also gone. So, Stelam thinks,what should I do in this situation?. He quickly backs up, out of the door and onto the street. He then walks to his house, goes to his bedroom, and takes out his communicator. He activates it and…
*Persi woke up in a bed. He had no idea how he had gotten there, his last memory being the ground rushing up to his face after seeing so much blood poring from his side. He tried to pull himself up when there was a blinding pain in his side. Then a hand pushed him down again.* Loki: Shh, shh, my samurai. *As Persi looked…
Stelam smiles. He can already tell this is the traitor Downy was looking for. He tilts his head, looking like he was trying to remember. Then shakes his head. "A Jacob Downy? No, no I don't think so. Now, if you excuse me, I have some rest to catch up on." he says as he starts closing the door.
Stelam wakes with a start at the sound. He had been in the middle of a rather nice dream, and was now a bit pissed that he had been disturbed. He grabs a knife and walks to the door, only in his sleep-wear, which consists of only boxers, and opens it. "What?" Stelam hisses at the human at his door. He keeps the knife…
Stelam takes a deep breath. Then stand and pays for his drinks, then heads off toward his house. He would check for a tracking device later, seeming as it was typical. But he wasn't worried, the offic- Jacob Downey was obviously after this traitor, not him. It wouldn't stop him from coming back to arrest him when he found…
Dammit! He didn't expect to run into any Starfleet so hadn't bothered to think of a fake name. He kept his face clear as the options ran through his head in a nanosecond. He then smiled and nodded. "No, you don't have my name. It's Havraha Aenikh. Nice to meet you Captain Downey." Stelam says confidently, offering a hand.
Stelam rubbed his chin. A Starfleet traitor on mol'Rihan. Not as dangerous as the actual officer, because most can be reasoned with. Unless they were the psychopath type. No reason not to tell the truth this time. Stelam shook his head. "Nope. Don't believe so. I haven't been in Federation space for a long time, so I'm a…
Stelam smiles at him. "Of course not, daehlan." he says, trying to act non-chalante. These Starfleet types are meticulous and you never know when one might have memorized a pirates wanted poster. Though, he wasn't very well known. "So. What do you wish to talk about?" Stelam asks with a smile.
Stelam is having a great time navigating through the colony. It was very early in it's construction, nowhere near the capital ch'Rihan used to be, so he didn't get lost. He soon had the layout of the place memorized as if he had been born there. The housing districts were very structured, and strangely segregated. There…
Stelam saw a flash. His eyes were momentarily drawn to it. Art, modern-ish. Not his thing. What was his thing was that the girl from earlier seemed to be looking at him. He made accidental eye-contact at first and kept moving. Even just from her eyes, he knew she could read body language just as well as he could. But hers…
Stelam finally got to the front of the line. The Foreman seemed nice, but Stelam just nods and replies auromatically. He stores the location of his house in his head, and how to get money. He walks off toward his house, which is next to the one with a human in front patiently waiting. Obviously military by the way he…