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*Xi nods* Xi-Qun: Alright. Just try to get some relaxation time in. A lot of stuff like that can get stressfull, as you surely know. I would suggest meditation, but not everyone has the knack for that. *He looks over at the others* Xi-Qun: I'll let you get to it then. *He walks off and starts his routine, the motions as…
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*Xi-Qun walks out of the lockers in his workout clothes. He hasn't been able to do his routine for weeks, due to all the excitement. He notices Tara A and her friends, the ones who were arguing possibility. He also notices Colas, and walks over.* Xi-Qun, with a smile: Ni hao, Ensign! How are you?
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banned for 69...
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Banned for the Wadi game.
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Really? You bet on the manipulation of spacetime before the disassembly,propolsion, and reassembly of atoms? They both sound pretty impossible (ignoring second paragraph) but seeming as the transporter only needs three major advances(super,super computer, disassembly/reassembly device, the propolsion to near speed of…
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Banned for not contemplating all the reasons and listing them.
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*Persi was on the hill again. He'd been there for an hour, at least. He was working out how he could fight with the sword he'd found. Already he;d figured out it's capabilities. It could cut throught solid rock with barely a problem, and could absord energy blasts, disintigrate a knife if it came into contact with enough…
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OOC: Did you miss Havraha? By the way, I haven't assassinated Sela yet. I'm save that for later.
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*He waves dismissively and jogs over to light* Persi: What do we have here? *He moves some sand around, and uncovers the item* Persi: *Whistles* This is a beauty... *He's looking at a sword, one edged, extremely sharp. It looked like something from Japan during the Edo period, but brighter and seemed to have a blue glow.…
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OOC: Hmm. I wasn't thinking exactly the same as the old empire. In fact, this is the Rihannsu Empire, not the Romulan Star Empire, or the Dominion. But it does make sense. And the Romulan citizens are forever proud of their empire, sooo... Those guys are going to be assassinated, if not lynch mobbed. The Remans will be…
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*Baroan moves over to take a closer look.* Baroan: Wow. It is interesting. But I am sure it is just a genetics thing. You'll be fin... *He realizes that he's acting more like a doctor than a friend* Baroan: Anyway, why did you think it important for me to know?
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OOC: Well, I can think of two scenerios. One, she's a spy. Two, she's a half human, with a little more preference to the human. *Baroan blinks.* Baoran: Uhh, sure. I guess. *He steps aside, leaving the door open.*
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OOC: I'm wondering where you're going with this now... *Baroan, who had been dosing in his desk chair after reading some reports, wakes with a start at the noise. His hand goes instinctively to the gun he keeps under his desk. He realizes what happened quickly, and activates his console, looking at his securiy cameras.*…
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OOC: Well then... *Baroan wakes to messages beeping at his home console.* Baroan: Elements damn. *He wipes his face with a hand* Welp, I knew I would have to awake from self pity at some point... *He walks over and opens it. There are two. One is a report, the other a list of Intelligence personell. The report is from…
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OOC: Guess I'll just post some more... Stelam wakes to the the ship shaking, and an angry Klingon bursting through his door. He immediately takes out the knife that he kept under his pillow every night and throws it at the Klingon. He hurries out of bed, throwing on his the long, black overcoat he wore, and his black…
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OOC: Uhm, hello?
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*Oliah makes it back tot he Interrogation room hours later. The General is dead in the chair. oliah looks at Geyan, who is wiping his hands of the blood* Oliah: Did we at least get what we wanted? Geyan, smiling: Ohh, we got more than that. We got the planet name, the blueprints of the palace, the number of her Guard, how…
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*As Persi walks off, he eventually ends up out of sight. He sits on the ground, out of the way. He lays down and puts his hands behind his head* Persi, muttering: Huhh, this is going to be difficult... He's obviously important, no man can become that sympathetic unless he was in a position of command during troubling…
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*Something breaks in Persi's eyes, and the expression freezes on his face. Almost like disapointment* Persi: I can tell, seeming as most other cultures I've met bith try to assimilate others into theirs, rather then understand each other. Of course it's mostly ones fault... *He turns to his Father* Persi: If I may be…