Godsheim Station

Elella: How are we supposed to stop them, save for carpet bombing entire planets?

((hey deac, consider F. irvine is in the docking bay already))

((BD: I meant along the lines of there being no real way to gauge Starr's sincerity. :D Not trumpeting his 'master of illusion' status, which since you did it brings up the question, when has Flax experienced Starr's illusions in person? The only time I remember was when he fooled Flax/Deac/Etc. with an illusory killing of an illusory 'Sith apprentice' soon after they first met, to stop any questions of 'where is Cracken's apprentice?' ;)

(Unless you count the fact that Starr's true appearance is almost never evident, but that's really a minor illusion.)

...I probably should have said all that in the discussion thread. Oh well. :p

Will post later, since I need to ask Admiral a question and yet he is inconveniently offline. :)))

((Admiral, different cultures. If Hal intended violence he would have worn his helmet. As a lesser lord his wearing of weapons is symbolic of his willingness to fight for Odin, it would be very rude of him to appear for a formal audiance unarmed, the only Agamarian who would be able to do so politely would be Flax, as he and Odin are effectivly of a rank. For an informal audiance Hal would appear without arms or armour, symbolically showing himself at his ease.))

Hal: Are they as resiliant as they are deadly?

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Dasken: Admiral Thran's Personnal Command. The High Command must be going all the way this time.

((BD, I was joking around. I don't have a problem with them wearing weapons. I mentioned it only because I was reading about it last night))

Godsheim Station

Odin: They go after soft targets, stay away from well defended areas. I recommend you fortify your borders, and constantly keep watch. When they attack don't panick, fight to your best ability. If you lose and survive the encounter learn from your mistakes, never give up hope.

As far as their resilence, about as resilent as a human to most weapons. ALthough they do heal much faster.

*Cracken and his party listen paitently to Lord Odin's breifing. He would have to have his scientists capture and examine one of these creatures, in the mean time, he made a note to start cracking down on illegal contraband in and out of Imperial Space.

He bowed to Odin, and spoke*

Cracken: If i may, Lord Odin, this threat is very real, have no doubt, I intent to have my people work with you to help defeat this threat. However, Relentha Darkstarr and the clone of my son seem, to be the bigger, if not more dangerous threat.

*Cracken looked at Hal* I came here to honor the treaty after the Crimson Star War, and help re-establish your government, and re-take Coruscant. The Imperial Navy and Armies are rallying near Bastion to strike at Coruscant directly.

Godsheim Station

Odin: You misunderstand, dealing with the Heloki is now entirely your responsibility. It is time that the galaxy proper take on more responsibities in protecting themselves from outside threats.

Concerning your civil war, Ellela at least believes you do not need our aid, and at this point in time we are not planning on interfering.

Hal: Asking us to defend ourselves is one thing my Lord, however may I request that you send some of your people in order to help train our soldiers in dealing with this threat?

As regards Lord Cracken's Statement, I was informed last night of my father's battle plan and I must beg your Lordships permission to leave today, In order that I may join him before the battle begins. My sister will remain here.

((Admiral, don't worry :) I just thought I'd mention that there.))

Odin: I somehow doubt that your soldiers would be able to take our training regiments, but we will think about it. You may leave whenever you wish Hal, Valda will take you to your transport.

*Cracken bowed to Odin* Then I must take my leave, to aid the Republic needs. However, I ask permission to return to learn more about the Heloki, their weaknesses and strengths, and the training of the Imperial Army will need to deal with such creatures.

*Cracken turns to Hal*

Hal Flax, implore you to let us aid you. The clone of my son is NOT to be underestimated. His power is rivaling mine, and i do not see how the Jedi, as powerful as you are, will be able to handle such.... raw, indescriminate energy. Relentha is also a very dangerous foe, I must again request that the Imperial Army and Navy aid you in your war, on your side.

From the information Starr has, I think it would be wise to let the Imperial Navy aid in the space war, as massive, overwhelming force should be applied to liberating the Core Worlds.

We would NOT attack for personal territorial conquest, only for liberation as a bilateral coalition to return these worlds to your control, and to stamp out the Imperial Seperatist movement once and for all.

*Elella turns Cracken*

Elella: You lead the group of Imperials that allied with the Republic, correct? Then I think you should honour your agreement. I also hear you have a particular grudge against my cousin. But I have one question: What happens after? Who gets Coruscant and the worlds we have to re-conquer?

((

The clone of my son is NOT to be underestimated. His power is rivaling mine, and i do not see how the Jedi, as powerful as you are, will be able to handle such.... raw, indescriminate energy.

of course i'm sure people remember F. Irvine fraging a Jedi temple on coruscant? Not to mention a certain Wife :D

And didnt F. Irvine sometime ago have the honor of being introduced to Odin at one time? :D

oh yeah deac, still waiting on you, IE siad that you can basically assume that F. Irvine is back on the Lucifer

meh scerw it, playful mood right now))

SSD Lucifer

((que imperial march theme))

*F. Irvine's personal stormtroopers storm out of the shuttles and line up and form ranks. At the same time more stormtroopers from the ship run in and form ranks, creating two columns leaving the way from the shuttle to the exit of the hanger.

((que the 'da da da da dun da' what ever ^_^
oh yeah deac, i hope you dont mind, but i'm going to assume that Stormbaltz is also walking into the hanger like any good commander would to a imperial leader should :D))

F. Irvine exits his shuttle at a brisk pace, and meets up with Stormbaltz on the way.*

F. Irvine "Stormbaltz, I am pleased that you followed my request to rendezvous here. But now is not the time to begin with pleasantries, there is work to be done. Have the fleet plot a course to Obroa-skai, and enter hyperspace. Make sure everything is squared away and meet me in my quarters. I will explain everything there."

*When the two hit the exit of the hanger F. Irvine parts with Stormbaltz and heads to his quarters.*

[Scar, I had a great scene lined up! Remember Stormbaltz was preparing for a showdown sort of thing in the cargo bay?]

SSD Lucifer

Stormbaltz: I've sent your orders through to the bridge. My Lord, I request a moment of your time in the Cargo Bay? You know which one I mean. [I.E Malice]

*Dasken and Greer's shuttle docks with the Independance and they debark. A young woman in the uniform of a Naval Rating waits for them.*

Rating: Sirs, I have been asked to show you to your quarters.

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Hal: I believe my father has already layed down his plan. You must be ready to attack in 13 days. At that point we can co-ordinate an assault from multiple axis. Fused Ivrine is my father's affair.

*Turns to Odin.* I will take my personnal fighter, It will need a little time to change, then I intend to leave imidiatly. As I said, my father has battles to fight and I must be with him.

*CRacken turns to Elella* You mean Relentha Darkstarr? She was in charge of parts of the Seperatist movement when we allied with the Republic after the war. She is wanted for high crimes against the Imperial State, the highest charge being treason.

As for the aftermath of war, I will honor the territorial control we had directly following the peace aggreement we had after the Crimson Star War. All Republic planets that fall under Imperial control during the assult on the Core Worlds will be given directly to Republic control, unless the agreement, which was made befor ethe Imperial Civil war, says otherwise.

*Cracken turns to Hal, his voice becoming grave* I will not override your fathers decision to take on the clone himself, however, once again, I strongly recommend, for his safety, he leave the clone to me.

*Cracken turned to Odin, and gave a salute* I must prepare the fleet. Lord Odin, it has been an honor.

*As he left, Cracken handed Hal a small data pad* If you truely wish for Imperial Aid, we are rallying at Bastion. Communication fequency is there, it's Imperial Secure, and it will be triple encrypted.

*Cracken motioned, and they began walking out of the throne room.*

((ah, ok, fair enough.

Btw: bd, Fused Irvine is just his name so that we reconise him as. No one knows his origin (techincally)

so for all purposes intended, he's known as 'Irvine Cracern'))

*F. Irvine raises his eyebrow at the following StormBaltz*

F. Irvine "Very well I won't object."

*After going through corradors in silence they make it to the cargo bay. The soft lights from the cloning chambers light the room.*

F. Irvine "Now I am curious, but if is about where we are going and my intentions I was going to full devaulge them privately..."

((think you can read my PM b4 you reply deac ^_^))

SSD Lucifer, Cargo Bay

Stormbaltz: My Lord, I have an obligation to my men. With all due respect, what the hell is going on? You're cloning a dead freak, you venture off to the remains of a dead planet and suddenly come back telling us to attack a neutral world. I think we deserve an answer here.

*Stormbaltz reaches for his duelling sword*

*F. Irvine stood with his back turned to Stormbaltz...*

F. Irvine "I was going to anyway. I was acting upon the last wishes of Lokpihet. It was that I were to visit the remains of the planet Byss. From there the Darkstar cult kept their presence. I had been greeted with them, and for an exchange in valuable information and biological technology, I had to upload a certain bit of information to the datalinks found on Obrai-saki.

I have no intention of destorying the world, just to be able to access and upload information. Which also comes to your second question, why Malice? The technology that is being procured here in this cargo room and in a few other Star Destoryers in the fleet, is one that has been researched but never implemented by a scientist called Cybereyes. To be able to link several 'drone' minds and channel the force through each of them with a collective of mental capacity. The process needed to compete it needed a central control, or a main central processing unit if you may. Malice before would have done the job just fine, but I need the call on more then just the few i have here..."

*F. Irvine points at the 50 or so chambers that held each 'drone'*

F. Irvine "Malice's is specialy centralised on mental capabilities, and enhanced further with cybernetic enhancements to her cerebrum, while those very same 'specifications' on her would limit her mobility due to the effects on her cerebellum.

I require a suitable location to massproduce these drones, hence one reason why I need to go to Obrai-saki.

Is there anything else you want to know? Or do you want to strike me with that sword?" *back still turned to stormbaltz.*

Godsheim Station

Odin: The valkyries will show you out.

*Valda takes Hal (is Mirra and Ellela going with him?) back to the republic suite.

The valkryie that lead Cracken and his party to the throne room takes them back to the hangar*

*When the party return to their suite Hal goes into his romm and comes out 15 minutes later wearing his flight gear and carrying a duffle bag.*

Hal: I'll conntact you when I reach the fleet. *He gives Mirra a quick hug, bows to Ellela and leaves.*

*Greer nodded and followed the rating*

SSD Lucifer

Stormbaltz: I think that will be all, sir. Just as long as my men aren't endangered recklessly.

*Malice stirs in her pod*

Malice: What have you done? Where is Lokpihet?

*Stormbaltz turns to leave, looks back at F.Irvine, and then exits*

Rating: *As they walk.* You'll have a quarter hour to settle in and then the Admiral wants you and the other senior officers for a briefing.

*F. Irvine waits for Stormbaltz to leave.*

F. Irvine "You were killed. And lokpihet got himself killed as well, rather recklessly at that. As to your position, you should wait until you get 'used' to you're new 'body'..."

SSD Lucifer

Malice: Body!!!? I cannot move, and have nothing to see but the inside of this cargo bay. What do you want from me? Am I not enough of an ambomination that you want me to become an even more twisted freak weapon?

F. Irvine "Oh? I thought you were the type that craved raw power... My mistake..."

Godsheim Station: Throne Room

Odin: Well now that is over, we should start the celebration.

*Odin and the others stand Odin heads out of the room. THe Einherjar open the large doors for him and the rest of the council.*

Svafa: Should we invite Mirra and Ellela?

Odin: Why not. The station can send them a message.
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*Republic suite:

A message appears on the main console with the invitation. At the bottom there is a request for a positive or negative reply and a note that if they accept a valkyrie would be around in two hours to escort them to the party. *

Greer: I understand. Better get settled in fast then.

Shadow Base

*In a large monitoring room, Aren and other Shadows watch assassins going through the augmentation processes, equipping themselves with weapons or armor, and using the simulator room.

Behind her, Farran bursts in the room*

Farran: What are you thinking?

Aren: Did I say you could leave my office?

Farran: I saw the list. I followed that green-haired girl and took a mask.

Aren: They say curiosity killed the cat, Ariel.

Farran: What in the Force are you doing?

Aren: You swear by the Force, now? *she turns towards him derisively* You really have 'gone native'.

Farran: Since when do the Shadows destroy planetary - or galactic - governments? I thought your modus operani was to, well, stay in the shadows.

Aren: There's alot of good reasons for this move. My superiors agree.

Farran: Such as?

Aren: First off, we're not showing our hands. We're hiring assassins to be hands for us. Second, it's really irrelevant whether the assassins succeed or fail, just so long as they do either in an impressive fashion. I'm sure you can guess why.

Farran: No. Why?

Aren: Advertising, Ariel. Advertising. Think about this, if those assassins get closer than anyone else to killing their targets, people are going to notice. Potential customers are going to notice. That's why I went to the New Republic first to offer them our services, when I knew full well they would reject it. Since there's no way to make a profit off of them - especially now, with Lord Flax tightly controlling everything - they get to be our publicity stunts.

Farran: Then why the Blade? Why the crime lords? Why the government leaders of a dozen wildly unrelated planets?

Aren: Those should be obvious. The 'wildly unrelated planets' all have one thing in common; we want something from them, and they won't give it to us. If we try anything overt, the Blades---

Farran: You call creating an assassin guild 'covert'?

Aren: They are not, on the surface, identifiable as directly related to us. We've been spreading around technology similar to what they have through the underworld systems for the past few months. And if our assassins get captured...they die. As for the crime lords, well, they're the opposition. The competition. The guys who won't make deals with strangers like us.

Farran: What about the Blade?

Aren: Again, that's obvious. Termand Rwos is the only Blade in this universe a 'normal' assassin guild would target...and quite simply, I want to see what happens.

Farran: I noticed another former Separatist Councilman on that list as well. Irvine Cracern?

Aren: You do know Irvine Cracern is a Sleeper, right? Just like your friend Kioet...and just like his father.

*location tatooine*

*Kioet's shuttle exits hyperspace and lands on the outskirts of mos eisely. Kioet exits the boarding ramp on a swoop, headed for the cantina*

*Kioet arrives at the cantina and gets off his swoop, jawas become intrigued*

Kioet: if any of you midget tusken wannabes get anywhere near my swoop, you're dead.

*Kioet activates serveral probe assassin droids to guard his swoop, then unpacks and slings his repeating blaster rifle over his back, walks inside the Cantina and up to the bartender*

Kioet: I haven't had a good ale since before my uh...just give me the damn drink, you idiot!

*Cracken and his party board thier shuttle, and Irvine slips into the pilots seat. Cracken motions for Alys to take the copilots seat, and then turns to Starr*

Cracken: I need a full report upon reaching Bastion on fleet and army strength, inventory of ships and squadron strength. I need a list of all battalions of infantry, armored, and mechanized troops.

Have the Generals and Admirals meet upon the flag ship, which ever one it has become in my abscense.

*Cracken turned to his children* Best speed to Bastion, if you will.

*Irvine piloted the shuttle out of the dock and when it got far enough he gunned it into Hyperspace.

He kept quiet for the most of the trip, the sense of the people around him, this was his family, this is what he wished for. That was his father, and that was his sister whom he'd seen for the first time, and he felt too choked to say anything.

He kept a small smile and a stare into the blue streaks of hyperspace.*

*Chavo quickly searched a database of possible systems Cracken might go to. He scanned through the list, and after eliminating some possibilities, he decided Bastion was the most likely and headed there*

*Later.*

*The ship has jumped to hyperspace and the Briefing has begun.*

*Luminaries form accross Alliance History sit arround the oval table.*

*From Navy.*

Admiral Ackbar
Admiral Drayson
General Garm Bel Iblis
Admiral Sien Sovv
Admiral Thran

*From Army*
Tarnac Dralsson
General Madine
Judder Page

*From the Starfighter Command.*
Taklin Flax
Calros Dasken
Wedge Antillies
Pash Cracken

*From Intelligence.*
Airen Cracken
James Greer
Sellenna Windrider
Qwera Tokada

*Flax is speaking.*

Flax: .............We are now poised to launch our attack. The post of Dictator is no longer neccessary and I hereby handover power to the military council, with prevision for the restoration of democracy as soon as we have re-captured the Capital.

*He sits.*

Ackbar: Thankyou General, you understand the neccessity for your resignation now, before our attack begins?

Flax: I do Admiral and I am more than happy to resign.

Ackbar: Good, then let us begin with the Intelligence Briefing. Colonel Greer, you are the operative most recently on Coruscant, we have all read your report, have you anything to add?

((OSS: If anyone wants to be another less important officer, or if I missed a character you think should be there, feel free.))

Briefing

Colonel Santago "I heard a rumor that there would be the possiblity of the Emperior's forces also ackompanying the assult?"

(( Please put Qwera Tokada in there, thanks for asking BD))
Greer: Yes sir, I'd like to add that when we finish the job, there shouldn't be any resistance from civillian faction, the only long-term danger there I'd see would be Reletha leaving behind guerilla or terrorist cells.

*after waiting impatiently for his drink, Kioet pays the bartender and sits down by a table in the center of the cantina, and starts drinking*

((Dammit, post eaten. >< will try again later tonight x_x))

((Deac, check discussion thread, please :D))

Mos Eisley Cantina

*A girl with bright green hair walks up to Kioet as he downs his ale*

Girl: Kioet, is it? I'm Saria. Sorry to keep you waiting.

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Cantina Underground, Shadow Base

Farran: Lord Cracken is one of these "Sleepers"?

Aren: Obviously, considering I just said so.

Farran: Why isn't he on the list, then? He's certainly not under your control. And isn't that was this is all about? Control?

Aren: You'd be surprised, Ariel. You'd be surprised.

*She looks at her communicator*

Aren: Oh, good timing. Kioet Csuhen has arrived. What do you say we go greet him?

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Imperial Shuttle, Hyperspace

Starr: It shall be done, my lord.

*He throws a sharp glance at Irvine's back*

His emotions are dangerous. Sentiments such as this have been my downfall in the past, and they may well be his as well...

*Turning away from Irvine, he accidentally catches Alysara's eye. He quickly looks away*

There must be no more of this emotion. None!

Madine: Where did you hear that Colonel?

((LOL))

Briefing

Makon Jil: It's been circulating throughout the ranks sir. There are also rumours that Emperor Cracken has returned.

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Godsheim Station

*Elella hits the accept key*

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SSD Lucifer

Malice: What power does this possibly offer? I am just a mind trapped in a jar. What do you want from me?
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Lower Coruscant, Bar

*Two men sit watching the news*

And a second star destroyer has been destroyed by terrorist activities. Chancellor Reletha has imposed martial law to keep the capital secure...

Man #1: Second SSD? What was the first?

Man #2: I can't believe you don't know! Beler Jil smashed a Nebulon B-Frigate into the Flagship just last week! You could see it from down here!

Man #1: I spent all last week in the under-levels. You say Jil's dead? Wasn't he the resistance leader here?

*Man #3 turns to speak to them*

Man #3: He's not dead! My cousin saw him in one of the southern warehouse sectors two days ago!

*Several other patrons join in*

Man #2: How could he have survived that?

Man#4: My sister works in the Central Detention facility, and she said they had a top-security prisoner in there who got busted out during the power outage when the senate building went down!

Kioet: Yes, that's me. Have a seat. What do you want?

Cracken: Is this room secure?

Aide: Yes sir.

Cracken: Good, then leave, Ensign.

*The aide leaves.*

Cracken: Generl Flax was contacted several days ago by Palpatine's Apprentice. He has offered us military asistance.

Flax: Currently we've told him to be ready to attack in two weeks. With any luck we will be ready to make our own strike in less than a week and a half. That will give us enough of a leed to take the Capital, hopefully before the Imperial Fleet is gathered.

Sellenna: Currently the Empire is disorganised, we had hoped Palpatine would not reapear for another six months or so. That would have allowed the Imperials to fully fragment and we would have been able to eliminate one War Lord at a time. If Palpatine has reapeared then we will have to find another way to win this war.

Ackbar: For the moment we must go with the current and hold to our half of the bargain, until the Emperor re-initiates hostilities.

((OOS: BD, JM, see discussion thread. :)

Deac, you too (again) :D))

Mos Eisley Cantina

*Saria remains standing*

Saria: I'll pass on the seat. I'm here to take you to see Aren. Your mission's ready.

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Shadow Base

Farran: Are you ever going to tell me what exactly you have planned for Kioet?

Aren: You're about to find that out, Ariel.

*She pulls up Kioet's image on a monitor, as Saria talks to him*

Aren: The systems underlying his Vanguard armor were particularly difficult for us to decipher. We made a few optomizations and did repair work, but some things in there eluded our analyzers. Oh, by the way - *she looks at Farran, shaking her head* Really shoddy work on the impact armor. Cortosis? What were you thinking?

Farran: There were a few imperfections in the design, but it never progressed past the testing stage. Without access to--- *He stops and cuts himself off*

Almost revealed a little too much.

Farran: Besides, I wasn't the engineer. Or even the main designer.

Aren: Your friend Artemis Omicron.

*Farran doesn't elaborate. Aren turns to watch Kioet again*

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SSD Vigilance Blast Site

*The Blade ship Inquiry emerges from warp-space above the ship's floating wreckage*

Kioet: Alright, let's go.

*Kioet gets up from the table*

Briefing

Colonel Santago *replying to Ackbar* "Well if we can hold off on the attack for those few days, perhaps we could allow the Emperior's forces to attack first? Maybe both his and Reletha's could pound each other down enough, when we arrive 'unexpectingly late', the Emperior's forces wouldn't be strong enough to bring up hostilities for a little while longer, granted if that's in his agenda. At this point who knows, even with a fragmented Empire."

((Although I'd like to say one thing though, since F. Irvine hasn't 'done' anything especally on the polital stand point. prolly anything that he's doing, especally even him with his own fleet, could prolly be still rumors...))

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SSD Lucifer

F. Irvine "You can move, but more then likey won't have the ability to stand."

*F. Irvine waves his hands, and the controls to Malice's chamber activates. Draining it and releasing the binds.. He then spreads his hand wide open, preventing Malice to fall forward. A hoverchair seems to pilot itself to her chamber as it opens up. Finally Malice gets settled down into the chair.

Now outside of her chamber, poking out of the back of her head, through the hair, ends of cybernetic components stick out.*

F. Irvine "Power you ask? We wait."

*F. Irvine removes his cloak and covers Malice with it.*

F. Irvine "You should be able to move your arms, and as for the force, you'll notice that you're a bit more powerful then you were, but thats not the extent of it."

SSD Lucifer

*Malice shivers under F.Irvine's cloak*

Malice: I can...feel...the ship. Everything aboard...every circuit..every console...I feel...

*Malice uses the force to spin herself around and look at the other tanks behind hers*

Malice: My eyes are fuzzy. What are those?

((BD: I have a question for you in the disscusion thread))

Godsheim Station

*Valda arrives at the republic suite. She is wearing her red gold armor, with cape and sword at her side. She is also wearing a red skirt with gold trim, that comes ends a little above her knee.

Her armor is also a mirror like quality to it. She sounds a chime and waits for Ellela (and possible Mirra).*

SSD Vigilance Wreckage

*The Inquiry heads towards the wreckage of the Vigilance in a black streak, tipped by the blue-white glow of its engines*

Blade: Closing in on the signal, sir.

Rwos: That's a Star Destroyer...or used to be...

Gilian: All that is the wreckage of one ship? I thought the Destroyers were about one-tenth the size of what must have caused that...

Rwos: A Super Star Destroyer. A command ship.

Nereli: Curious.

Blade: We have pinpointed the signal. No life signatures present. Instructions, Sai?

Nereli: Send Morde, Poterak and Quinn to retrieve the source of the signal, whatever remains of it.

Blade: Yes, Sai.

Rwos: What about the Imperials still here? They're sure to see us...

Nereli: They are not our concern.

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Mos Eisley Cantina

Saria: Good, follow me.

*She walks back to the bar and goes behind the counter, then through an employee door. She takes a couple halls in the labyrinth within, and stops outside a large office-like room. Aren steps out. Farran is behind her*

Aren: Welcome back, Kioet Csuhen. I trust your trip here went well?

*Man-from-corner's bed came back out, first because the other one had ordered a synthetic heart. He pressed a button on a device on his wrist and became completely invisible, not even showing the usual shimmering or outline found in normal camoflauge*
Man-From-Corner: This technology hasn't even been invented here yet.....