The Romulan: Hmm, this is nice... *He is in the city, near Tara but giving her her space. He's in a new set of clothes and walking around* OOC: Tara should be able to see him, he's not that great at hiding... Unless she is too busy oogling the awkward off between Emma and mysterious 18 year old...
OOC: Yes, he can. The Romulan has somehow become tangible and physical. The Romulan: Tara, you won't belive it. Emma saw me! *He looks at Luke* The Romulan: Apparently, so can he...
*The Romulan walks out of a wall behind her, making no sound what so ever* The Romulan: So am I, but you don't see me complaning. *He walks past her, expecting her not to see or hear, but she can*
OOC: If you want me to give up on the Romulan thing, I'll do it. Just tell me man, some of the things you write aren't exactly obvious to me... We'll just ignore all comments I have made, and I won't write any more for him unless you say it's all right.
*Baroan goes back to the console* Baroan: Hmm, she thinks I'm an idiot diplomat.... I fully know the Umbra is special. Any damn ship in the Temporal Agency is special. What she doesn't get is that the Pran might be the Umbra's only equal now... *He sits in the captain chair and waits for the Breens answer*
*Baroan is at a console, making preperations. He dosen't even look up* Baroan: A precaution Commander. Nothing more. Seeming as none of us have any idea what the weapon that is on the Pran can do, other than that it obviously has the firepower to obliterate a major Federation shipyard, I would assume it could destroy a…
Baroan: Geyan, set the core's controls to my console. I want all crew in escape pods. Set us on a collision course, but don't activate it. *He looks around at the crew* This ship is incredibly dangerous. I saw it take out a D'Deridex and Mogai from the Tal'shiar in under five seconds. I am prepared to give my life to…
Baroan: Any thank you to me has been repayed in full by the peace it has brought. Thank you for the ship, though I will not take her from you. Oliah, transport the crew over. I will beaam forthwith to the Serak. * He salutes Kran and moves to the transporter room. He is beamed to the bridge of the Serak.*
OOC: Sorry about last postand the absence of posts. I'm on a trip and it'skind of hard to keep up. Allen, if you replied to the H'Gall comment, could you repost or quote it please. * The Romulan appears next in a corner sitting in a chair* The Romulan: Any conversation would help her man! Well, besides one with me... *He's…
Baroan: Well, I would be honored if her crew would have me. Sadly, I have to stay with the majority of my crew. If the Serak is seriously undermanned, and most of my crew can make it, I will command that glorious warbird. If not, then Oliah will take the necessary crew and command her while I stay with Kran here. *Just…
OOC: I'm going to assume that they'vemade it to Tara's room. *The Romulan is relaxing on the bed when they go into Tara's room* The Romulan: Hello Tara, this one of your friends? She's pretty cute... *Emma cannot see him*
OOC: Sorry it took so long. I'm on a trip. H'Gall: Sir, I suggest we leave for another time. Sensors pick up enemy forces most likely to destroy us as well as him... OOC: Please fill me in on what's going on!
OOC: Pardon me if I spell anything wrong, I'm on my phone. Baroan: Who was that? Geyan: Obiously a Romulan woman by the name of Tol'ina. Part of the military by the looks of the uniform. Baroan: Security detail at Khitomer then? Geyan: Iwpuld assume so...
H'Gall: Yes, that's why I proposed interrogation earlier, but oh no, you Klingons wanted a meeting... Sorry Chancellor, forgive my outburst... *He nods at the Chancellor.*
OOC: So I'll be the first officer then. Pardon my previous comment. I misread it.* *H'Gall, Wax's first officer and also a Lethean, stirs from is place behind him. he looks around at the old Klingon politicians and arrogant commanders.* H'Gall, to Wax telepathically: Any ideas who did it?
*He smiles, with the same expression she first saw him with* The Romulan: Sure kid. It's been a rough day for both of us. *He starts to fade quickly, but comes back* The Romulan: Oh, and try not to tell anyone about this. They'll label you insane and send you to the nearest asylum, though you probably knew that. *He nods…
*As she looks around, she sees the Romulan, looking around himself rather suprised. He looks at her with a raised eyebrow.* The Romulan: Looks like I'm more of your hallucination than twilight being, or whatever the hell I am...