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I wasn't suggesting that you should Miritas. Besides, you wouldn't be able to find him no matter how hard you tried. He is one with the shadow

I'm glad. I only hope that he doesn't want to find me.

~

*Verdai stares at an empty plinth, and picks up the piece of paper taped to it*
What the-
*Reads the paper*
*It has a few Eldar runes, and a heart on it*
...Corsairs... I needed that artifact...

[CBC stares at Nick] ...If I wanted to screw with you I'd put on a dress and pretend to be in high school.
I have more than enough material without injuring myself.

Ask Aoife, she has no real affection for either of us, she nearly stepped in when you got the knife out.
And Yarrick isn't exactly known for his practical jokes and whimsy.

*Marla walks over to sofa followed by fluffy who flops on the rug and protectively keeps a eye on Marla*

...
*Marla looks round*
Ok...
*decides to flick tv onto Avatar, extended cut*

*Santiago nods*
S: It's been hard. I just hope we can help her, she never deserved this.

*commissar stands*

Well if I did beat your ass I'd know why. And I had lost my knife last night. Seriously I have no clue what you're talking about.

[CBC half-smiles] It had something to do with your inability to deal with having your delicate silk panties rustled.
Which is more believable than me getting beaten by random people here, considering you'd have to be crap-the-bath insane.

*Verdai grumbles and teleports back to the Library of Alexandria*
*Instead of the teleport chamber, he lands in a pool, which has been mysteriously filled with chocolate mousse*
...
...
...
Oh, so they think they're funny...
Teleport interceptor...

*I cock my head at Miritas*
You pose no threat to my race and you are somewhat close to one of the most important people to the Eldar race. The Eldar will not hurt you

*Scatty sighs then looks determined*
Scatty: Flagg... Well, you're not going alone. I owe him some pain, for Leo's sake.


*Dria had fallen asleep under Remus's nuzzles but now yawns and wakes*


*Huitz comes out of his room and stretches before heading towards the kitchen*

*Miritas has a look of absolute confusion*
What.
How?
I'm not... I'm not important. I'm not a Computer, or an Administrator, or even a Director. I'm not of any leadership position. I'm just a person with a Writ Of Independence. How am I important?

~

*Very far away, in a pocket dimension, a golden, glowing man calmly reciting this very thread out loud pauses, and cleans his glasses*
What.

I swear to the emperor, Cbc. You don't joke about Vitani or me. Last warning.

*Gort looks over at CBC and CN*
G: Fightses?

Despite what you think, Verdai cares for you and does not want you to be hurt. And since Verdai is very close to the Seer Council of Ulthwe we want him to be happy, therefore you are important

*Vitani walks in and walks over to CN*
Vitani: The hell is going on?

*Marla flicks channel hopping during in break and weights up changing film*

(hmm sister Sarah, revenge of the zombie bikini pagent vs the Amazonian killer shark women stripper planet.... Cannot be that awful....)

(maybe...)
*watches avatar for abit*

*fluffy relaxes keeping a eye on Pla and CBC guarding Marla*

*Gort looks over at Vitani*
G: Fightses. Hatses humanses wordy fight.

...This is some conspiracy, no? I must be alive for the correct future to come about, or something?
*Faint smile*
And yes... I know he doesn't want me to be hurt. I'm a friend of his. He doesn't want his friends to hurt.
...I wonder what he's doing right now?

~

*Verdai swallows a mouthful of chocolate mousse, and crawls out of the pool*
...I need a shower. Now, Law of Narrative Repitition... what's the odds of me getting something... or someone- nice out of this?

~

*The Narrator finishes taking notes on the subject, and waves a hand, sealing off the fourth wall in his office*

[CBC looks between Nick and Vitani] Just saying Nick's been indulging in some beatings on the side. [Points to bruise on own forehead]
Clearly he's not getting enough in his own time.

[States at CN] Jokes are funny. This is tragic.

*Vitani raises an eyebrow*
Vitani: Fight?
*She looks at CN and CBC*

*commissar puts an arm around vit*

It's nothing, vitani.

*commissar heads Cbcs comment and grits his teeth*

I'm going to kill you if you make one more comment. I'd know if I beat the hell out of you,

No, no conspiracy so far as I know. But Verdai has suffered enough in his life, I will do my best to ensure he doesn't suffer again. I owe him that much

*Far, far away, in orbit of a desolate planet on the edge of the Vall system, a few Federation construction vessels congregate, releasing clouds of nanoassemblers into the void, which begin constructing a massive, spherical wireframe shape*

~

*Miritas looks intrigued*
He has... I'm glad that you're helping him. I'm sure that he cares about keeping you safe as well. I know that I would do that for my friends.

[CBC grins unpleasantly] You failed the first time, the definition of insanity is repeating the same actions and expecting different results.

Clearly you're going soft, Nick. Whatever she's doing is working.

[Sam opens the main room door and looks around]

*I smile softly*
We have a special relationship it's true. I'm the one who saw his psychic potential and brought it to the surface and I served as a mentor for him in the psychic arts for a time. But my powers do not lay in the mechanical as his do, so I could only bring him so far. Everything that he built is through his own skill and determination, I have never been so proud of one of my protoges.

I. Am going. To slit. Your throat.

I can agree... even with him the way he is... I can see his mental fortitude. You taught him? You did well... he's... impressive.

*Gort grumbles*
G: Gort fight?

*I smile softly*
I taught him how to access his powers and how to use them safely without drawing the attention of the Dark Gods. The rest of it he taught himself.

[CBC smiles unpleasantly] So you've said... and yet here I am.

[A very quiet voice behind Commissar Nick speaks, softly] ...And which side of your body would you like the first stroke to occur in?
[Frost starts very gently but visibly forming on Nick's eyelashes and the peak of his cap]
[Sam continues] Because happen to quite like this idiot, and his throat. Intact.

[CBC looks past CN] [Frowns slightly] I had this handled.