Pilgrim 4/14

[9:01] [DOIC] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: ** The STAR TREK: PILGRIM theme plays as the episode opens on a shot of the Citadel, buzzing with activity as always.  As it cuts into a vast, dark room inside the Citadel with a dais in the...

[9:01] [DOIC] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: centre, T'Pang's voiceover could be heard... **

[9:04] [DOIC] T'Pang@Demoncherub: Captain's Log, Stardate 97130.22, The Pilgrim is undergoing repairs. FRom what I hear the Citadel engineers  used some colorful language to describe the amount of work we dumped in thier laps. But, I

[9:06] [DOIC] T'Pang@Demoncherub: have confidence inthier ability to get the job done one time. Today is also a day of mouring.  Hyrial dzo-Massadan hu-Brulla was taken on life support, where he was following the mortal wounds he

[9:07] [DOIC] T'Pang@Demoncherub: suffered during the attack on the Pilrim's bridge by Tanausan forces.. His memorial service is scheduled for today. The crew is invited to attend, if they so choose. I of course will go and pay my

[9:09] [DOIC] T'Pang@Demoncherub: respects. I owe Hyrial that much at least. Meanwhile, I can not help but be saddened by the loss of one of my best officers. Lieutenant Commander Eldax has put in for a transfer and command has

[9:11] [DOIC] T'Pang@Demoncherub: approved it. All that is left is for me to sign off on it. I do wish him all the best in his new assignment. As for my future, that will involve facing question from one Commander Cousins.

[9:12] [DOIC] T'Pang@Demoncherub: Obviously Admiral Compton was too busy to interview me directly, I am uncertain if that is a good thing or bad. I guess I will find out. End Log

[9:12] [DOIC4] Aquila@Captain_Riens: *marcus securs the pauldron and standard, black to match the tunic of morning.*

[9:12] [DOIC4] Aquila@Captain_Riens: *mourning*

[9:12] [DOIC2] T'Pang@Demoncherub: --T'Pang shuts off the recorder and hands it off to her yoeman.--

[9:13] [DOIC2] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Travers]  *He took the recorder.*  "Tea, ma'am?"

[9:13] [DOIC2] T'Pang@Demoncherub: --she straightens her uniform as she makes her way to the memorial service.-- "Maybe later Travers."

[9:13] [DOIC2] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Travers]  "Yes, Captain."

[9:14] [DOIC4] Aquila@Captain_Riens: *the roman armor was ornate, if one looked closely the mark of the smith that forged it was in each hammer strike, norse runes imbedded within the metal, he moved to the gladius.>

[9:14] [DOIC1] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: *Was gulping down his quick share of booze before the funeral.*

[9:14] [DOIC1] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Rhys]  *He was pregaming at the lounge in his dress uniform at the other end of the bar.*

[9:14] [DOIC4] Aquila@Captain_Riens: *taking it from its display and placing the Ancient Swrod in its scabbard*

[9:14] [DOIC2] T'Pang@Demoncherub: "Travers can you contact Commander Cousins and find out when she wishes to meet with me."

[9:15] [DOIC6] Zorin Li@ClingingMars: *Li is putting together his dress uniform.*

[9:15] [DOIC2] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Travers]  "I believe the memo said she'd be available after the service."

[9:15] [DOIC2] T'Pang@Demoncherub: --sigh-- "right, of course."

[9:16] [DOIC1] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: *Plays around with the knife on his belt's hilt a bit, flicking it back and forth.*

[9:16] [DOIC6] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Adrian]  *He was chewing on Li's gold combadge.*

[9:16] [DOIC4] Aquila@Captain_Riens: *he then placed the gold inladed strap to secure it to his side*

[9:17] [DOIC6] Zorin Li@ClingingMars: Hey!

[9:17] [DOIC4] Dalliance@Gonz.0: *Dr Dahlia Delancey  dressed herself quietly in her dress whites, frowning at herelf in the mirror she wished for a long dress, pants didn't seem right for this.*

[9:17] [DOIC6] Zorin Li@ClingingMars: That doesn't go there.

[9:18] [DOIC4] Aquila@Captain_Riens: *he checks the mirror, the days growth still on his face, as is custom he would not shave for a month*

[9:18] [DOIC6] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Adrian]  *He continued chewing it.*

[9:18] [DOIC6] Zorin Li@ClingingMars: *Li snatches it away.*

[9:18] [DOIC6] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Adrian]  *He made grabby hands for it, starting to cry.*

[9:18] [DOIC4] Aquila@Captain_Riens: Wife. I am ready.

[9:19] [DOIC4] Dalliance@Gonz.0: *Dahlia steps to marcus as he looks at himself in the mirror and touches his arm, with out word, but gives him a look of condolance.*

[9:20] [DOIC6] Zorin Li@ClingingMars: Son...that is my combadge.

[9:20] [DOIC] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: *Everyone would receive a message on their PADDs telling them the directions to the hall where the memorial would take place.*

[9:20] [DOIC4] Aquila@Captain_Riens: I must say starfleet could use some better designs in their formal uniform.

[9:20] [DOIC6] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Adrian]  "Waaaaaaaaa!"

[9:20] [DOIC6] Zorin Li@ClingingMars: *Li goes to get a toy for Adrian.*

[9:21] [DOIC6] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Adrian]  *He looked at the plushie Serris doll and threw it across the room, still crying.*

[9:21] [DOIC4] Dalliance@Gonz.0: "Uniformity is key in military formality... husband."

[9:21] [DOIC4] Aquila@Captain_Riens: It is.

[9:22] [DOIC6] Zorin Li@ClingingMars: Jillian!

[9:22] [DOIC4] Aquila@Captain_Riens: Yet it never stopped ours from not being eyes sores.

[9:22] [DOIC6] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Jill]  *She came into the room, picking up the bawling baby.*  "Aww, was daddy mean to you, sweetie?"

[9:22] [DOIC6] Zorin Li@ClingingMars: He was chewing my combadge.

[9:23] [DOIC4] Aquila@Captain_Riens: *he takes her hand*

[9:23] [DOIC6] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Jill]  "Did he take away the combadge you were chewing?  How mean!"

[9:23] [DOIC6] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Adrian]  *He sobbed in agreement.*

[9:23] [DOIC5] Istrin@the5of435: *Istrin struggled with his belt on the way out his quarters, frowning* Oh no.. Please don't tell me I broke it..

[9:24] [DOIC6] Zorin Li@ClingingMars: *Li sighs.* How do I look?

[9:24] [DOIC6] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Jill

[9:24] [DOIC4] Dalliance@Gonz.0: "In my opinion, when homosexuality was more accepted and was no longer counter culture, there was not so much reason to stand out and make statements of flair.  So wardrobes toned down on Earth..." >

[9:24] [DOIC4] Dalliance@Gonz.0: "What I wouldn't give for a good gay tailor in starfleet though."

[9:24] [DOIC6] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Jill] *She chuckled, looking over to Li and going to brush some lint off his shoulder.*  "Like a Starfleet officer."

[9:25] [DOIC4] Aquila@Captain_Riens: *laughs* Or you could simply hope for armor and Sif's hand in the forge.

[9:25] [DOIC6] Zorin Li@ClingingMars: Shocking.

[9:26] [DOIC3] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Blaine]  *He looked over at the priestess as the body was brought in, covered in a sheet.*  "You ready for this?"

[9:26] [DOIC4] Dalliance@Gonz.0: "I would still wear my dress uniform my love, it is a show of respect.  I would not mind a decorative and functional bracer, but beyond that... the only thing is I would say a floor length dress."

[9:27] [DOIC4] Dalliance@Gonz.0: "But again, uniformity, as a show of respect.'

[9:27] [DOIC3] DGM Mirage@Illuice: [Nyzaria]: "I think so, Marcus." *She says sas she reads from a PADD, she being dressed up much more elaborate then usual.*

[9:27] [DOIC6] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Jill]  "You look very handsome, ja'ital."  *She bounced Adrian a bit, smiling at him.*

[9:29] [DOIC6] Zorin Li@ClingingMars: Thank you. *Li smiles at Adrian, trying to cheer him up.*

[9:29] [DOIC4] Dalliance@Gonz.0: *Dali looks at the globe min bar in her living quarters, all closed up, and sighed.*

[9:30] [DOIC6] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Adrian]  *He still fussed a bit, though he was no longer bawling.*

[9:30] [DOIC3] T'Pang@Demoncherub: --T'Pang enter the hall, and stops looking around.--

[9:30] [DOIC4] Dalliance@Gonz.0: "As I promised, I put in a request for time with a counselor... but asked that they put the PTSS and grief patients first."

[9:30] [DOIC4] Aquila@Captain_Riens: There is always another counselor. Good T'lena holds such title on her ship does she not.

[9:31] [DOIC3] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: *The hall was very dimly lit, a raised dais in the centre with the outline of a body seen through a sheet atop it.*

[9:31] [DOIC3] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: *The Tanausan rebels were starting to filter in, wearing varying styles of ceremonial armour or robes.  All of them had daggers worn at their sides.*

[9:32] [DOIC6] Zorin Li@ClingingMars: Be good for her now.

[9:32] [DOIC6] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Adrian]  *In a tiny voice.*  "No."

[9:32] [DOIC4] Aquila@Captain_Riens: Let us be on our way, such concerns can be seen to after the appointed hour.

[9:32] [DOIC6] Zorin Li@ClingingMars: *Li tilts his head, looking at Jill.* Why not?

[9:32] [DOIC1] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: *Looked at the time, then sighs, putting out the yanda tobacco he had been smoking, and heading off.*

[9:32] [DOIC6] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Jill]  *She laughed.*

[9:32] [DOIC6] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Adrian]  "Do' wanna."

[9:32] [DOIC4] Dalliance@Gonz.0: "I don't know. But I promised and I kept the promise.. enough of this talk... I am soryry about your friend." *she says with a guilty and sad voice.*

[9:33] [DOIC3] T'Pang@Demoncherub: --T'Pang approaches Nyzaria.-- "Greetings Nyzaria, I wanted to thank you for making the hall avaiable to the Tanausans for the serive."

[9:33] [DOIC4] Aquila@Captain_Riens: "As am I." *he offered his arm to walk her to the place.*

[9:34] [DOIC3] T'Pang@Demoncherub: **service

[9:34] [DOIC3] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: *Walked in, finding his place amongst the rebels, and giving Blaine and Nyzaria a nod from afar.*

[9:34] [DOIC3] DGM Mirage@Illuice: [Nyzaria]: "Helle there, Captain T'Pang! It is my honour to be there for them." *she offers a composed smile to T'pang.*

[9:34] [DOIC3] Aquila@Captain_Riens: *he entered*

[9:34] [DOIC6] Zorin Li@ClingingMars: *Li shakes his head.* You need to be a good boy for momma. I will be back shortly.

[9:35] [DOIC3] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Blaine]  *He nodded at his Klingon bro.*

[9:35] [DOIC6] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Adrian]  "Bye bye."  *He did the open-closed wave.*

[9:35] [DOIC3] T'Pang@Demoncherub: --turns and gives Nyzaria the traditonal Vulcan salute.--

[9:35] [DOIC3] Dalliance@Gonz.0: *When they stop, Dahlia takes Aquila's hand and stands quietly beside him.*

[9:35] [DOIC3] DGM Mirage@Illuice: [Vaylith]: *Enters and takes a position in the background of the crowd*

[9:35] [DOIC3] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: *Pilgrim officers filtered in, including Rhys and all of the Deltas.*

[9:36] [DOIC3] Aquila@Captain_Riens: *he nodded to vaylith and approached near the front of the formation*

[9:36] [DOIC3] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: *Rests one hand on the hilt of his rather large, curved knife, preparing for the traditional funeral knife fight.*

[9:36] [DOIC3] DGM Mirage@Illuice: [Nyzaria]: *returns T'Pang salute with a religous gesure of her hands.*

[9:36] [DOIC6] Zorin Li@ClingingMars: Bye Bye. *Li kisses Jill's cheek and heads out towards the funeral.*

[9:36] [DOIC3] T'Pang@Demoncherub: --glances around the room for the Tanausan leader.--

[9:37] [DOIC3] Istrin@the5of435: *Istrin rushed in, finding an open spot for him to stand*

[9:37] [DOIC3] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Iso]  *The horned man was standing by the dais, looking down sadly at the sheet.*

[9:37] [DOIC3] Aquila@Captain_Riens: *he looked at the priestess with some curiousity then looked at the drapped body and Iso*

[9:37] [DOIC3] T'Pang@Demoncherub: --approaches Iso, stadning next to him quietly for a moment.--

[9:38] [DOIC3] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: *A tiny figure in black robes and a black mask walked up next to T'Ghor.*

[9:38] [DOIC3] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: *Looked down curiously at the strange thing for a short moment.*

[9:39] [DOIC3] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: *The figure looked up at T'Ghor, pulling down the mask just long enough for him to see if was Aija, then put it back on and waved.*

[9:39] [DOIC3] T'Pang@Demoncherub: --she nods respectfully to Iso-- "I grieve with you and your people."

[9:39] [DOIC3] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: *Gives her a small smile, and a pat of the shoulder, before looking back up.*

[9:40] [DOIC3] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Iso]  *He nodded.*  "Losing Hyrial is a deep blow to the rebellion.  Perhaps even deeper than our being out of reach of the others."

[9:40] [DOIC3] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Iso]  "Still... I know that he would be proud that he died protecting us all."

[9:41] [DOIC3] T'Pang@Demoncherub: "indeed he died with honor, fighting for what he believed in."

[9:41] [DOIC3] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Iso]  "Truly.  But we should begin the ceremony."  *He nodded to Nyzaria, and went to step into the building circle around the dais.*

[9:42] [DOIC3] T'Pang@Demoncherub: "I can promise you I will do everything I can to make sure he did not die in vain."

[9:42] [DOIC3] DGM Mirage@Illuice: [Nyzaria]: *Gently lowers her head to Iso in acknowledgement.*

[9:42] [DOIC3] T'Pang@Demoncherub: --follows Iso's lead to the circle.--

[9:43] [DOIC3] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: *A Latejo woman with bioluminescent spots very similar to Hyrial's stepped up to the dais, removing the sheet.  Hyrial's body was laid out upon the dais, naked, his spots and stripes a dull shade.*

[9:45] [DOIC3] Aquila@Captain_Riens: *stepped into the circle*

[9:45] [DOIC3] Istrin@the5of435: *Istrin blinked, glancing to his left, realizing he was near T;pang*

[9:46] [DOIC3] DGM Mirage@Illuice: [Nyzaria]: *Speaks up in a confident, near commanding and cermonial voice* "Come closer and close the circle of life and death around our fallen friend." *She gestures to people to fill the circle.*

[9:46] [DOIC3] T'Pang@Demoncherub: --gives a little nod to Istrin, acknowleding his existence.--

[9:47] [DOIC3] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: *Several of the Tanausan rebels stepped closer to the dais, the others remaining in the outer circle.*

[9:47] [DOIC3] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: *He stepped closer to close the circle as well, at Nyzaria's beckon.*

[9:49] [DOIC3] DGM Mirage@Illuice: [Nyzaria]: *She waits untill seeing the circle has been completed, her eyes resting on the dais a few moment, then to teh figuring on the wall of a beautiful woman.*

[9:50] [DOIC3] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: *The rebels turned their gazes respectfully to the figure.*

[9:50] [DOIC3] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: *Turned his head to it as well once the rebels did it.*

[9:50] [DOIC3] DGM Mirage@Illuice: [Nyzaria]: "We gather now to witness the final physical rites of the Goddess loyal and couragious follow, Hyrial Dzo-Massadan hu-Brulla. Who succumbed to the wounds sustained in his valiant battle >

[9:51] [DOIC3] Aquila@Captain_Riens: *he stood at military attention.*

[9:51] [DOIC3] DGM Mirage@Illuice: > against General Naien Cie, the Bastard of Brulla. Defending thsoe he cared for and standing up for what he belived in against all odss."

[9:52] [DOIC3] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: *Heads bowed in respect as Nyzaria spoke.*

[9:53] [DOIC3] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: *Bowed his head in tandem with the rebels as well, respectfully adhering to their customs.*

[9:53] [DOIC3] T'Pang@Demoncherub: --bows her head solemnly.--

[9:53] [DOIC3] Istrin@the5of435: *he bowed his own head*

[9:53] [DOIC3] Aquila@Captain_Riens: *bowed*

[9:55] [DOIC6] Zorin Li@ClingingMars: *Li bows his head.*

[9:55] [DOIC3] Zorin Li@ClingingMars: *Li bows his head.*

[9:56] [DOIC3] DGM Mirage@Illuice: [Nyzaria]: "As this devout follower of the midnight godess final battle has passed, A battle he never shyed away from, and a battle in a final triumph to his cause, his frinds, family and to the >

[9:58] [DOIC3] DGM Mirage@Illuice: > goddess. It now is to us to take farewell of this brave man and assure his spirit walks side by side the goddess. That only the physical shell remains, As was thought when the goddess planted her >

[9:59] [DOIC3] DGM Mirage@Illuice: > beautiful creations in teh gardens of twilight and arose us from a life without soul or meaning, guiding us in her beauty and love  to what we now are."

[9:59] [DOIC3] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: *The sound of the rebels unsheathing their blades in unison was heard.*

[10:00] [DOIC3] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: *Unsheathed his own knife when he saw the rebels reaching for them.*

[10:00] [DOIC3] Aquila@Captain_Riens: *marcus drew the gladius*

[10:00] [DOIC3] DGM Mirage@Illuice: [Nyzaria]: *She cermonially walks forward to the dais and looks to the body of Hyrial*

[10:02] [DOIC3] DGM Mirage@Illuice: [Nyzaria]: *she moves her hands over the fallen mans body, a tranclucent dark mist forming around him as to embrace him, the body remainign clearly visseble.*

[10:02] [DOIC3] Istrin@the5of435: *he drew his knife and mimiced those that knew what they were doing*

[10:02] [DOIC3] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: *He was laying face-up, his well-built body showing the unmistakable wounds to his chest.*

[10:04] [DOIC3] DGM Mirage@Illuice: [Nyzaria]: *Gently opens Hyrial's eyelids to look in to his eyes.* "Hyrial dzo-Massadan hu-Brulla, son of Orido dzo Massadan hu-Varna. Has the godess taken you to her caring embrace?"

[10:05] [DOIC3] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: *The room was utterly silent as they waited the customary minute.*

[10:06] [DOIC3] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: *Waited patiently.*

[10:06] [DOIC3] DGM Mirage@Illuice: [Nyzaria]: *After a minute of looking in to Hyrial's eyes she takes two cermonial steps backwards.*

[10:07] [DOIC3] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Latejo]  *She stepped forward to the dais, taking her knife and neatly impaling Hyrial's right hand with it.  A horned woman approached to do the same to his left.*

[10:08] [DOIC3] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: *Watched the curious ritual.*

[10:08] [DOIC3] T'Pang@Demoncherub: --flinched slightly as the woman impales Hyrial's left hand.--

[10:08] [DOIC3] Dalliance@Gonz.0: *Dahlia starts a little at the impailing*

[10:09] [DOIC3] Aquila@Captain_Riens: *looks on*

[10:09] [DOIC3] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: *Seems to take no particular offence to the stabbing.*

[10:09] [DOIC3] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Iso]  *He approached then, sticking his knife through the man's foot as other rebels began approaching, impaling his arms and legs as well.*

[10:09] [DOIC3] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: *Stepped up when the circle reached him, placing a quick, strong stab to one of the legs.*

[10:09] [DOIC3] T'Pang@Demoncherub: --is glad she did not bring a knife.--

[10:10] [DOIC3] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Rhys]  *He looked at the others, shrugged, and then headed up to help as they all stabbed into the man's chest and abdomen, leaving their blades there and returning to the circle.*

[10:10] [DOIC3] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: *Returned to the circle, his curved knife stuck in the leg.*

[10:10] [DOIC3] Istrin@the5of435: *Istrin reluctantly went up and kindly stuck his knife into the side of Hyrial's body, leaving it there like the rest of em*

[10:11] [DOIC3] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Blaine]  *He was hiding in the corner trying not to look fascinated by the death ritual.*

[10:12] [DOIC3] Dalliance@Gonz.0: *Turns her face away a bit.*

[10:12] [DOIC3] Aquila@Captain_Riens: *he approached*

[10:12] [DOIC3] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: *Keeps watching the ritual closely upon his return to the circle.*

[10:13] [DOIC3] T'Pang@Demoncherub: --watches the ritual with a scientific curiosity.--

[10:13] [DOIC3] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: *Turns for a quick moment to Aija, to make sure it's not too much for her.*

[10:13] [DOIC3] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Aija]  *She didn't seem even remotely phased.*

[10:14] [DOIC3] Aquila@Captain_Riens: *he turned the gladius vertical and then impaled his chest leaving the ornate weapon as he turned around*

[10:14] [DOIC3] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: *Gave an approving nod and continued watching.*

[10:14] [DOIC3] Aquila@Captain_Riens: *and retook his place*

[10:14] [DOIC3] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Latejo]  *She nodded at Nyzaria to proceed.*

[10:14] [DOIC3] Dalliance@Gonz.0: *Dahlia squeezed his hand when Aquila returned to her side.*

[10:15] [DOIC3] DGM Mirage@Illuice: [Nyzaria]: *Steps forward to severely impaled man, looking over him ritualistically.*

[10:17] [DOIC3] DGM Mirage@Illuice: [Nyzaria]: *Looks to the statue of the beautiful woman and inclines her head, returning her gaze to rest on her as she holds one hand as if holding a handle. The other hand stroking over it and to >

[10:18] [DOIC3] DGM Mirage@Illuice: > the side, forming a cermonial dagger out of shadows in her closed palm. her gaze shifting form the statue to Hyrial, fixing her eyes on the dead mans open gaze as she drives in the shadowly weapon >

[10:18] [DOIC3] DGM Mirage@Illuice: > to his chest.*

[10:19] [DOIC3] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: *The body remained motionless, looking like a pincushion with all the knives jutting out of his chest.*

[10:20] [DOIC3] DGM Mirage@Illuice: [Nyzaria]: "Hyrial dzo-Massadan hu-Brulla, son of Orido dzo-Massadan hu-Varna. The Goddess has called you home to her perfect garden. To stand by hersight as a loyal warrior and follower >

[10:20] [DOIC3] Istrin@the5of435: *Istrin watched on reverently, wondering what he had just done for just a split second*

[10:21] [DOIC1] Eldax@Flashpoint1.0: Oh oki , well i wont intrupt

[10:22] [DOIC3] DGM Mirage@Illuice: > fighting along side her and sharing in her beauty as she takes you on the great cosmic struggle. Yours is the eternal glory in the everlasting paradise."

[10:23] [DOIC3] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: *One by one, people returned to the dais to take their knives back out, wiping them on the sheet he had been wrapped in to start.*

[10:23] [DOIC3] Aquila@Captain_Riens: *marcus waits until the smaller blades a have been removed*

[10:24] [DOIC3] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: *When it was his turn, he returns and gets his own knife out, wiping it down on the sheet as the others did, then made his way back to the circle.*

[10:24] [DOIC3] Zorin Li@ClingingMars: *Li quietly removes his.*

[10:24] [DOIC3] Istrin@the5of435: *Istrin went up and quickly pulled his out, returning to his spot near T'pang*

[10:24] [DOIC3] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: *Iso and the Latejo woman went into the back and returned with a chest.  It was opened, and once the knives were removed they went to begin dressing the dead body in a set of ornate armour.*

[10:25] [DOIC3] Aquila@Captain_Riens: *when only the gladius remained marcus approached and then removed it cleaning it on the cloth of rome*

[10:25] [DOIC3] Aquila@Captain_Riens: *then sheathing it*

[10:25] [DOIC3] DGM Mirage@Illuice: [Nyzaria]: *As all other weapons are removed, she removes the shadowly blade and respectflly presents it to teh statue of the beautiful woman, letting it lay before her untill it fades away moments >

[10:26] [DOIC3] DGM Mirage@Illuice: > after it. The priestess returning to the Dais where now the crate waits.*

[10:27] [DOIC3] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: *They finished dressing the body in the armour, removing an ornate vessel of deep purple liquid to present to Nyzaria.*

[10:28] [DOIC3] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: *The horned woman began handing out strips of damp, sweet-smelling cloth to the circle.*

[10:28] [DOIC3] DGM Mirage@Illuice: [Nyzaria]: *Bows her head as she accepts the liquid*

[10:28] [DOIC3] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: *Took his cloth eventually, bowing his haed.*

[10:29] [DOIC3] Aquila@Captain_Riens: *he takes a cloth*

[10:29] [DOIC3] T'Pang@Demoncherub: --takes a piece of cloth, examining it curiously--

[10:29] [DOIC3] Zorin Li@ClingingMars: *Li takes his cloth and cleans the knife.*

[10:29] [DOIC3] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: *One by one they stepped forward, laying the strips upon the body.  A few of the rebels gave Li dirty looks.*

[10:30] [DOIC3] Aquila@Captain_Riens: *marcus lays his cloth on the body*

[10:30] [DOIC3] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: *Lays his own strip on top of Hyrial.*

[10:31] [DOIC3] T'Pang@Demoncherub: --following the lead of the others, she steps forward when it is her turn an lays the cloth on the body--

[10:31] [DOIC3] Istrin@the5of435: *he did the same, the stare too*

[10:31] [DOIC3] DGM Mirage@Illuice: [Nyzaria]: *Steps forward and pours some of the liquid in her palm, bringing he r hand to Hyrials head and softly drawing on his forehead and face wiht little ritualistic patterns and markings.*

[10:31] [DOIC3] Zorin Li@ClingingMars: *Li follows the lead of the others with the cloth.*

[10:32] [DOIC3] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: *Unlit torches were handed to Iso, the horned woman, the Latejo, Marcus, T'Ghor and T'Pang.*

[10:32] [DOIC3] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: *He took the torch in his hand with a nod.*

[10:32] [DOIC3] DGM Mirage@Illuice: [Nyzaria]: *Finishes her ritualistic drawing and cermoniously closes the visor of the helmet over his eternally open eyes and steps back two steps.*

[10:32] [DOIC3] Aquila@Captain_Riens: *he takes the torch*

[10:32] [DOIC3] Dalliance@Gonz.0: *in ritual, had laid the cloth*

[10:33] [DOIC3] T'Pang@Demoncherub: --accepts the torch holding it rather awkwardly--

[10:34] [DOIC3] T'Pang@Demoncherub: --looks up at the ceiling, wondering if they cleared fire with Eirene..--

[10:34] [DOIC3] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: *It was too dark to see if the ceiling had a fire suppression system installed.*

[10:34] [DOIC3] DGM Mirage@Illuice: [Nyzaria]: *After the torches are handed out she ceremoniously pours the purple liquid over the cloth covered warrior. Softly speaking little mantras of the goddess.*

[10:36] [DOIC3] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: *Heads were bowed again as the priestess did her work.*

[10:36] [DOIC3] T'Pang@Demoncherub: --bows her head.--

[10:37] [DOIC3] DGM Mirage@Illuice: [Nyzaria]: *Returns to the head of teh dais.* "If anyone wish to speak their final words to the brave memory of the Goddess faithful follower, Now is your time"

[10:37] [DOIC3] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Latejo]  *She stepped forward.*  “I, Katica dzo-Massadan hu-Simiria, will speak for him."

[10:37] [DOIC3] Zorin Li@ClingingMars: *Li bows his head.*

[10:38] [DOIC3] DGM Mirage@Illuice: [Nyzaria]: *Respectfulyl inclines her head to Latejo.*

[10:38] [DOIC3] Dalliance@Gonz.0: *Dali whispers something, but doesn't step forward.*

[10:38] [DOIC3] Aquila@Captain_Riens: *marcus watches*

[10:38] [DOIC3] DGM Mirage@Illuice: [Nyzaria]: "Speak, Katica dzo-Massadan hu-Simiria. Share your memory."

[10:38] [DOIC3] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Katica]  *She stepped close to the dais, looking from the body to the circle.*  "My uncle was one of the greatest warriors the Imperial Army ever had the honour to be served by.  He was a true...

[10:39] [DOIC3] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: Latejo; unrelenting, fearless, strong.  When he learned the Imperium he served was actively suppressing and killing his people and his neighbours, he knew that it was his responsibility to change...

[10:40] [DOIC3] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: that.  My uncle spread awareness to his people and his soldiers, built up the resistance from within their own ranks, and when he was found out, he openly opposed them at great personal loss.

[10:41] [DOIC3] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: Everything he has ever done has been for his people, for his friends."  *She rested a hand on the dais.*  "Uncle Hyrial, I'm sorry you will never see your dream realised.  But I swear to you now, in..

[10:41] [DOIC3] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: the sight of the Goddess, of our people and our allies, that I will.  Yours is the eternal glory, Hyrial dzo-Massadan hu-Brulla."  *She bowed her head and stepped back out.*

[10:42] [DOIC3] Aquila@Captain_Riens: *marcus stepped forward*

[10:42] [DOIC3] Aquila@Captain_Riens: I Marcus Antonius Telemachus Aquila Will speak for him.

[10:43] [DOIC3] DGM Mirage@Illuice: [Nyzaria]: *Respectfully nods to Katica and waits a for a few moments of silence to let her word sink in.*

[10:44] [DOIC3] DGM Mirage@Illuice: [Nyzaria]: *She looks to Marcus.* "Speak, Marcus Antonius Telemachus Aqula. Share your memories."

[10:45] [DOIC3] Aquila@Captain_Riens: I knew him not as soldier a soldier of the imperiium. But instead when he already stood free of dire shackle. He was a strong fighter, A wise leader. And he died slaying grievous enemy.>

[10:47] [DOIC3] Aquila@Captain_Riens: There is sayign among my people. Though an empire may stand for thousands of years, the foundation may crack with the whisper of a name and the pillars fall with the those who shout it. >

[10:49] [DOIC3] Aquila@Captain_Riens: Let his sacrifice be yet remember upon ears of all those you will slay in his cause. Such that the empire he sought to destroy will topple with the weight of Hyrial dzo-Massadan hu-brulla upon its >

[10:50] [DOIC3] Aquila@Captain_Riens: neck." *he looks at the body* "Ave Hyrial, in aerterna morte. (in death you are eternal)"

[10:51] [DOIC3] Aquila@Captain_Riens: *he steps back*

[10:51] [DOIC3] Dalliance@Gonz.0: *Dahlia squeezed his hand when Aquila returned to her side.*

[10:51] [DOIC3] DGM Mirage@Illuice: [Nyzaria]: *Nods respectfully to Marcus.*

[10:52] [DOIC3] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: *The horned blonde woman stepped up.*  "I, Ain Laudrenate, will speak for him."

[10:52] [DOIC3] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: *Iso and Katica could be seen exchanging a look.*

[10:52] [DOIC3] DGM Mirage@Illuice: [Nyzaria]: *Bows her head to the horned blonde.* "Speak, Ain Laudrenate, Share your memories."

[10:53] [DOIC3] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Ain]  *She approached the dais, her amber eyes gleaming luminously.*  "Hyrial was a true friend, unlike any I had met before him.  He fought for what he knew was right, and if you would do the...

[10:54] [DOIC3] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: same he would fight alongside you.  That is all that mattered to him.  He had no care for the shame you brought with you; he'd call me sister, no matter the shame that brought to him."  *She sucked...

[10:55] [DOIC3] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: in a deep breath, avoiding the less-than-pleased looks of the other rebels.*  "We've lost a great leader, a great warrior... a great man.  All we can do now is carry on as he would have.  Yours is...

[10:55] [DOIC3] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: the eternal glory, Hyrial dzo-Massadan hu-Brulla."  *She went back to the circle.*

[10:56] [DOIC3] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: *After her speech, T'Ghor would step forward, looking to Nyzaria.* "Priestess, I, T'Ghor, request to commune to the next life as my people do, for Hyrail dzo-Massadan's safe arrival."

[10:57] [DOIC3] DGM Mirage@Illuice: [Nyzaria]: *Gently lowers her head to the horned blond. waiting a few seconds untill looking at T'Ghor, her gaze lingering on him for a few second.*

[10:59] [DOIC3] DGM Mirage@Illuice: [Nyzaria]: "T'Ghor, You may share your memories and wishes in honour of Hyrial dzo-Massadan hu-Brulla."

[10:59] [DOIC3] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Blaine]  *He looked nervously at Nyzaria and T'Ghor, remembering the magic knife she could summon.*

[10:59] [DOIC3] T'Pang@Demoncherub: --watches T'Ghor carefully--

[11:00] [DOIC3] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: *Nods.* "As Aquila said, we did not have the honour of meeting Hyrial Dzo-massadan as a soldier of the empire, but we had the perhaps higher honour of meeting him as a warrior of justice. He had >

[11:01] [DOIC3] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: "Travelled a long road on the path to reaching his goal, facing much difficulty, loss and pain, yet he was one of the most determined soldiers I have seen. He spoke with steel in his voice, and lived>

[11:03] [DOIC3] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: "And died with the same resolve in his heart. He sacrificed it all to protect his own, alongside a group of people he barely knew, and for that, we are grateful to him, and we should>

[11:03] [DOIC3] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: "Remember him in each of our future fights. Travel well, warrior." *He stepped back.*

[11:03] [DOIC3] Istrin@the5of435: *he offered T'ghor a quick nod of approval*

[11:03] [DOIC3] T'Pang@Demoncherub: --bows her head slightly, before looking around to see if anyone else would speak.--

[11:04] [DOIC3] Dalliance@Gonz.0: *Dahlia wipes at her cheek a little.*

[11:04] [DOIC3] DGM Mirage@Illuice: [Nyzaria]: *Nods to T'Ghor.*

[11:04] [DOIC3] T'Pang@Demoncherub: --if no one else steps forward, she will.--

[11:04] [DOIC3] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: *The rebels appeared to have given their speeches.*

[11:05] [DOIC3] Zorin Li@ClingingMars: *Li steps forward.*

[11:05] [DOIC3] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Aija]  *She gave T'Ghor's leg a quick hug as he returned.*

[11:06] [DOIC3] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: *Wraps his arm around her gently for a quick moment, then released her as she did.*

[11:06] [DOIC3] T'Pang@Demoncherub: --she steps forward -- "I T'Pang will speak for him."

[11:07] [DOIC3] Zorin Li@ClingingMars: Priestess, I, Li, request to pray for the recently deceased, as my people do to guide us to the Celestial Temple.

[11:07] [DOIC3] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Blaine]  *He grimaced from his hidey corner.*

[11:08] [DOIC3] DGM Mirage@Illuice: [Nyzaria]: *Nods to the two to signal she seen both.* "Li, Share your prayers in his honour."

[11:09] [DOIC3] T'Pang@Demoncherub: --steps back to the circle to wait for Li to pray.--

[11:09] [DOIC3] Zorin Li@ClingingMars: *Li closes his eyes, bowing his head as he prays aloud.* Raka-ja ut shala morala. Ema bo roo kana. Uranak ralanon Hyrail dzo-Massadan. Propeh va nara ehsuk shala-kan vunek.

[11:10] [DOIC3] Zorin Li@ClingingMars: *Li opens his eyes, taking a step back.*

[11:11] [DOIC3] DGM Mirage@Illuice: [Nyzaria]: *Bows her head to Li.* "Thank you, Li."

[11:11] [DOIC3] DGM Mirage@Illuice: [Nyzaria]: "Speak, T'Pang, Share your memories."

[11:12] [DOIC3] Zorin Li@ClingingMars: *Li nods.*

[11:12] [DOIC3] T'Pang@Demoncherub: --gives a nod and steps forward--

[11:14] [DOIC3] T'Pang@Demoncherub: "When I met Hyrial the first time, The Pilgrim had run afoul of the Tanausan Imperium and we were being relentlessly hunted. We had no place to turn and our options were few. Hyrial knew the risks ...

[11:15] [DOIC3] T'Pang@Demoncherub: when he offered to aid us. "

[11:16] [DOIC3] T'Pang@Demoncherub: "I was a decision that carried with it horrible consequences for him and his people and it is a debt, that with his death I no longer will be able to repay."

[11:17] [DOIC3] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: *A few of the rebels looked solemnly at T'Pang with that.*

[11:18] [DOIC3] T'Pang@Demoncherub: --hangs her head-- "I am grateful to the courage and compassion he showed my people in out time of need and in honor of that pledge to his people to do everything in my powwer to help them acheive

[11:19] [DOIC3] T'Pang@Demoncherub: the dream he fought so hard for. It is the least I can do, to honor the memory of Hyrial dzo-Massadan hu-Brulla.

[11:19] [DOIC3] T'Pang@Demoncherub: --she reached out and placed a hand on the dias, holding it there severl moments before stepping sway and returning to the circle.--

[11:20] [DOIC3] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: *Lets out a quiet sigh at T'P's words.*

[11:20] [DOIC3] DGM Mirage@Illuice: [Nyzaria]: *Bows her head respectfully to T'Pang and waits a moment for her words to sink in.*

[11:20] [DOIC3] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: *She was given some respectful nods as she stepped into the circle.*

[11:22] [DOIC3] DGM Mirage@Illuice: [Nyzaria]: "Torch carriers, formrm a inner circle and hold your torches forward."

[11:22] [DOIC3] T'Pang@Demoncherub: --takes up her torch and steps forward.--

[11:22] [DOIC3] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: *Iso, Ain, and Katica stepped forth, holding their torches aloft.*

[11:22] [DOIC3] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: *Stepped forward with his torch extended as well.*

[11:22] [DOIC3] T'Pang@Demoncherub: --she holds her torch up.--

[11:22] [DOIC3] Istrin@the5of435: *Istrin followed along with the gang, torch and all*

[11:23] [DOIC3] Aquila@Captain_Riens: *does so*

[11:24] [DOIC3] DGM Mirage@Illuice: [Nyzaria]: *Walks to the first carrier, T'Pang. looking at her for a moment. She then loosly clences her own fist and breaths in to it, bringing the hand to the torch and opening it, ignighting the >

[11:24] [DOIC3] DGM Mirage@Illuice: > torcehs as she touch them, The flame burning a deep purple.* "In the Goddess paradise garden you will live."

[11:25] [DOIC3] T'Pang@Demoncherub: --raises and eyebrow, as the torch lights with a spooky purple fire.--

[11:25] [DOIC3] DGM Mirage@Illuice: [Nyzaria]: *Walks over to T'Ghor, repeating the lookg and teh torching of the torch.* "By her side you will valiantly fight."

[11:26] [DOIC3] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: *Nods respectfully to Nyzaria as his torch is lit, holding it up steadily.*

[11:26] [DOIC3] DGM Mirage@Illuice: [Nyzaria]: *Steps over to Marcus and repeats the lighting.* "In her embrace forever more your soul rest."

[11:27] [DOIC3] DGM Mirage@Illuice: *Walks infront of Iso and repeats it.* "Glory is yours." *Infront of Ain* "We honour the memory of you and your deeds."

[11:28] [DOIC3] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: *The rebels all held their purple flames high over the oil-soaked body.*

[11:28] [DOIC3] DGM Mirage@Illuice: *Infront of Katica* "For eternety!" *She returns to her place, Looking at the Dais.*

[11:28] [DOIC3] Dalliance@Gonz.0: *Stands back with her hands held together* "Goddess keep you."

[11:28] [DOIC3] T'Pang@Demoncherub: --holds her torch like the others do.--

[11:29] [DOIC3] DGM Mirage@Illuice: [Nyzaria]: "Hyrial dzo-Massadan hu-Brulla; We send you now to the Goddess, We send you now to eternity."

[11:29] [DOIC3] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: *The three tossed their torches onto the body.*

[11:30] [DOIC3] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: *Tossed his torch on top of the pile of other torches.*

[11:30] [DOIC3] T'Pang@Demoncherub: --tossed her torch onto the body and stepped back--

[11:30] [DOIC3] Aquila@Captain_Riens: *tossed his torch on the pyre*

[11:31] [DOIC3] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: *The body caught fire instantly, the entire dais enveloped in an intense purple fire, so hot that even those standing several meters away could feel the scorching heat on their faces.*

[11:31] [DOIC3] T'Pang@Demoncherub: --stood there feeling the heat from the fire on her face.--

[11:31] [DOIC3] T'Pang@Demoncherub: --after severl moments she was forced to step back even further.--

[11:32] [DOIC3] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: *Stayed at T'Pang's side, not retreating from the flames, until the heat becomes too much and he finds himself forced to do so as well.*

[11:33] [DOIC3] Aquila@Captain_Riens: *had no ego to remain in the fire*

[11:33] [DOIC3] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: *The fire made short work of the body, fuelled by the oil it had been soaked with.  Within a matter of moments the intense heat was fading away, leaving only smouldering ashes atop the untouched dais*

[11:34] [DOIC3] DGM Mirage@Illuice: [Nyzaria]: *gracefulyl weaves her hands infront of her, the ashes for a moment covered by a dark mist. She picks up a simple dark urn and steps up to the dais, the mist dispersing rapidly.*

[11:34] [DOIC3] T'Pang@Demoncherub: --stared at the smouldering ashes, a tear fell down her cheek as she did so.--

[11:35] [DOIC3] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: *Watched Nyzaria collect the ashes quietly, his jaw tensing.*

[11:36] [DOIC3] DGM Mirage@Illuice: [Nyzaria]: *Carefully collects the ashes in to the jar. taking a minute in silence with respectfull motions untill the ashes are all colelcted.*

[11:36] [DOIC3] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: *The rebels bowed their heads respectfully as Nyzaria did her work.*

[11:37] [DOIC3] DGM Mirage@Illuice: [Nyzaria]: *puts the lid on the urn and holds it closely to herself.* "Follow me."

[11:37] [DOIC3] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: *Turns to follow the priestess with the others.*

[11:38] [DOIC3] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: *They let Nyzaria leave first, then began filing out neatly behind her in a procession.*

[11:38] [DOIC3] Aquila@Captain_Riens: *files out*

[11:38] [DOIC3] T'Pang@Demoncherub: --follows the others out.--

[11:38] [DOIC3] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: *He'd keep an eye out for Aija, just in case she gets swept up, in case she's safe, he'd move out.*

[11:39] [DOIC3] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Aija]  *She had found her father, and was walking with him.*

[11:39] [DOIC3] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: *Walked with the proccession.*

[11:39] [DOIC1] T'Pang@Demoncherub: "Ensign." --nods to Istrin, motioning him to follow the others.--

[11:39] [DOIC3] T'Pang@Demoncherub: "Ensign." --nods to Istrin, motioning him to follow the others.--

[11:39] [DOIC4] DGM Mirage@Illuice: [Nyzaria]: *Walks to a strange observation balcony that lets one look right out in to the space surrounding the citadel, only a shuttlebay liek shield separating the safe atmospehre on teh balcony >

[11:40] [DOIC4] DGM Mirage@Illuice: > from teh cold vacuum of space beyond.*

[11:40] [DOIC4] T'Pang@Demoncherub: --stands at the back of the crowd watching.--

[11:40] [DOIC4] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: *Stops with the rest of the proccession and watches.*

[11:41] [DOIC4] DGM Mirage@Illuice: [Nyzaria]: "Please form propper lines."

[11:41] [DOIC4] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: *Steps to form a line.*

[11:41] [DOIC4] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: *The rebels lined up without fuss.*

[11:41] [DOIC4] Istrin@the5of435: *he got in line with the others*

[11:42] [DOIC4] T'Pang@Demoncherub: --steps into line.--

[11:42] [DOIC4] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: *The Catadai in line removed their black deathmasks, holding them in their hands.*

[11:42] [DOIC4] DGM Mirage@Illuice: [Nyzaria]: *Walks up to one of the rebels, opening the lid of the urn and dips her finger in to it, her finger now with the ash of Hyrial she brings it to the rebels forehead, leaving a smudge there.*

[11:43] [DOIC4] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Rebel]  *She bowed her head to Nyzaria as she did so.*

[11:43] [DOIC4] DGM Mirage@Illuice: [Nyzaria]: "He will always be with you."

[11:43] [DOIC4] Zorin Li@ClingingMars: *Li bows his head.*

[11:43] [DOIC4] DGM Mirage@Illuice: [Nyzaria]: *respectfully repeats the process with each and every one there.*

[11:44] [DOIC4] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: *Nods as he is smudged.*

[11:45] [DOIC4] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: *The smudged rebels step back, forming a loose semi-circle to get a good view of the balcony.*

[11:45] [DOIC4] T'Pang@Demoncherub: --will nod respectfully after being smudged, all the while hoping it washes off.--

[11:45] [DOIC4] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: *Steps back after the smudging too to step into the semicircle.*

[11:46] [DOIC4] T'Pang@Demoncherub: --stesps back with the others..--

[11:46] [DOIC4] Aquila@Captain_Riens: *steps back*

[11:46] [DOIC4] Istrin@the5of435: *Istrin resisted the urge to touch his smudge*

[11:46] [DOIC4] DGM Mirage@Illuice: [Nyzaria]: *Steps up to the balcony and secures the lid of the urn.*

[11:47] [DOIC4] Dalliance@Gonz.0: *Sniffling a little after she is smudged, she wonders if that was as much a statement of a curse for her  as it was one of comfort for the others.*

[11:49] [DOIC4] DGM Mirage@Illuice: [Nyzaria]: "Hyrial dzo-Massadan hu-Brulla... Born in to chains, raised in a lie... You are the one who the goddess guided to see. Leader of your people for a beautiful world in the paradise garden >

[11:50] [DOIC4] DGM Mirage@Illuice: > you fought. Always placing those you cared for above your self. Never dwindeling in your faith of her paradise or her glory even in the brightest lights. Your struggle among us is over>

[11:50] [DOIC4] DGM Mirage@Illuice: > your eternal glory await by her side." *She gently lets the urn slip through the shield and float out in to space, watching it float in silence for a few moments before she continues.*

[11:51] [DOIC4] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: *Heads are bowed, and soft prayers are uttered by the Tanausan rebels.*

[11:51] [DOIC4] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: *Bows his own head, remaining respectfully silent.*

[11:52] [DOIC4] DGM Mirage@Illuice: [Nyzaria]: *Rituallistically draws out the sahdow dagger from her palm once more.* "By the side of the midnight goddess your chains are broken. Yours is glory forever..."

[11:54] [DOIC4] DGM Mirage@Illuice: [Nyzaria]: "In Eternalty..." *She grabs teh ritual dagger by the blade and firmly hurls it through the shield at the jar.* "Now you are free."

[11:54] [DOIC4] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: *The urn exploded on impact, the dust that was once a man floating once more in the endless cosmos.*

[11:55] [DOIC4] DGM Mirage@Illuice: [Nyzaria]: *She puts her hands together and bows her head in a minute of silence as the dust spread in the cosmos.*

[11:56] [DOIC4] T'Pang@Demoncherub: --bows her head solemnly as the ashes are spread.--

[11:57] [DOIC4] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: *A few moments passed, and then the crowd began to slowly disperse, the ritual seemingly finished.*

[11:57] [DOIC4] T'Pang@Demoncherub: --stood there staring out into space.--

[11:57] [DOIC4] Aquila@Captain_Riens: *he dips his head*

[11:58] [DOIC4] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: *Rmained in place after the ritual had ended as well, watching out into space.*

[11:59] [DOIC4] T'Pang@Demoncherub: --aftera minute T'Pang tunred and walked away.--

[12:00] [DOIC4] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: *Looked after the vulcan with a sigh, lighting a cigarette in his mouth as he remains watching for the moment.*

[12:01] [DOIC2] T'Pang@Demoncherub: --she made her way to Commander Cousins officer and rang the door bell.--

[12:01] [DOIC2] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Cousins]  "Enter!"  *She called from within.*

[12:02] [DOIC4] Istrin@the5of435: *istrin remained a secondlonger before he left*

[12:02] [DOIC2] T'Pang@Demoncherub: --she walked in and gave the woman a professional nod.-- "Sorry for the delay Commander, the ceremony was fairly lengthy."

[12:03] [DOIC2] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Cousins]  "I'd imagined it would be.  You have something on your forehead."

[12:04] [DOIC2] T'Pang@Demoncherub: --frowns, as she reaches into her pocket for a tissue, she wipes the smudged area.--

[12:04] [DOIC2] T'Pang@Demoncherub: "yes, part of the ceremony..."

[12:05] [DOIC4] Aquila@Captain_Riens: *marcus spoke a small word then nodded his head*

[12:05] [DOIC1] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: *Eventually returned to the bar to do drinking, the best alternative to thinking.*

[12:05] [DOIC4] Zorin Li@ClingingMars: *Li bows his head and prays silently.*

[12:05] [DOIC4] DGM Mirage@Illuice: [Nyzaria]: *Stands on the balcony in silence for five minutes before turning, inclining her head to those still there and departs.*

[12:05] [DOIC2] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Cousins]  "Interesting.  Well, let's get right to it, then.  I've read your written reports, but I'd like to hear it straight from you, Captain.  What exactly happened out there?"

[12:06] [DOIC2] T'Pang@Demoncherub: "A lot happend, were you wanting clarification on a particular event?"

[12:06] [DOIC4] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Blaine]  *He walked up to escort Nyzaria back to the temple.*

[12:07] [DOIC4] DGM Mirage@Illuice: [Nyzaria]: *Walks with Blaine to the temple.*

[12:08] [DOIC2] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Cousins]  "A run-down of the events, but we can focus on the major ones I suppose.  The Tanausan Imperium, how do you feel about the way you handled them?"

[12:09] [DOIC4] Zorin Li@ClingingMars: *After he finishes praying, Li silently heads back to his quarters.*

[12:10] [DOIC2] T'Pang@Demoncherub: "...The Imperium...I would say I handled them poorly. Given thier tactical superiority and our general lack of intelligence regarding them and the region of space. I imagine i did about as well as ...

[12:10] [DOIC2] T'Pang@Demoncherub: possible."

[12:11] [DOIC2] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Cousins]  "You handled them poorly and as well as possible, Captain?"  *She made a note.*

[12:12] [DOIC2] T'Pang@Demoncherub: "Given the situation I suspect we achieved just about the best of all possible outcomes."

[12:13] [DOIC4] Dalliance@Gonz.0: *Eschewing rank, Dahlia remained by her husbands side to comfort him, till he was done.*

[12:13] [DOIC4] Aquila@Captain_Riens: *he was stoic*

[12:13] [DOIC2] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Cousins]  "I see.  As for your crew, do you believe you did all you could to ensure morale didn't falter during this stressful time?"

[12:14] [DOIC2] T'Pang@Demoncherub: "I did what I could."

[12:16] [DOIC2] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Cousins]  *She made another note.*  "Had you not been pulled out by the Kirtascans or ambushed by the Tanausan fleet, what would have been your next move?"

[12:17] [DOIC6] DGM Mirage@Illuice: [Nyzaria]: *away from everyone, alone with marcus her regal priestess confidence and demeanor drops to her more insecure self.* "Macus? Do you think that was okey?"

[12:17] [DOIC2] T'Pang@Demoncherub: "our next move? Would that be before or after we faced down the Tanausan fleet?"

[12:17] [DOIC6] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Blaine]  "It seemed fine.  Though I can't say I've ever seen anything like it before."

[12:18] [DOIC6] DGM Mirage@Illuice: [Nyzaria]: "Me nither, Their culture has many differences. I hope they are not angry."

[12:18] [DOIC2] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Cousins]  "Answer the question however you see fit."

[12:18] [DOIC2] T'Pang@Demoncherub: "the odds we would have survived the encounter were exceedingly low."

[12:19] [DOIC2] T'Pang@Demoncherub: "I am reasonably sure there would have been no next move.."

[12:20] [DOIC2] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Cousins]  *She made more notes.*  "Very well.  Now we'll do a quick polling."

[12:21] [DOIC2] T'Pang@Demoncherub: --raises an eye brow.--

[12:21] [DOIC2] T'Pang@Demoncherub: "a polling?"

[12:21] [DOIC2] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Cousins]  =/\= "Cousins to Lieutenant T'Ghor.  Report to my office."

[12:21] [DOIC5] Zorin Li@ClingingMars: *Li walks back in.*

[12:21] [DOIC1] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: =^= "Yes, Commander."

[12:21] [DOIC2] T'Pang@Demoncherub: --blinks several times.--

[12:21] [DOIC1] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: *T'Ghor sighed at his glass of beer, gently tapping it goodbye.*

[12:22] [DOIC2] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Cousins]  "Tea while we wait?"

[12:22] [DOIC4] Aquila@Captain_Riens: *after awhile he turns to Anne* I mourn the chance he will not have.

[12:22] [DOIC2] T'Pang@Demoncherub: "no, but thank you anyway Commander."

[12:22] [DOIC4] Aquila@Captain_Riens: To see shackles broken and people free from bondage completely.

[12:23] [DOIC2] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Cousins]  *She nodded, tapping away at her PADD.*

[12:23] [DOIC2] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: *Buzzes the door to Cousins' office eventually.*

[12:23] [DOIC2] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Cousins]  "Enter."

[12:23] [DOIC2] T'Pang@Demoncherub: --sits up straight in her chair.--

[12:23] [DOIC4] Dalliance@Gonz.0: *squeezing his hand in hers, and holding his forarm in the other, she nods and says quietly* "I am sorry."

[12:23] [DOIC2] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: *Heads in, snapping to attention.* "Captain, Commander."

[12:24] [DOIC2] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Cousins]  "Lieutenant T'Ghor.  This is an informal query, you can relax."

[12:24] [DOIC2] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: *Nods and stands at ease.*

[12:24] [DOIC2] T'Pang@Demoncherub: --looks at T'Ghor-- "My apologies Lieutenant, but the Commander has soe questions for you. Just answer them honestly to the best of your ability."

[12:24] [DOIC2] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: "Yes, Captain."

[12:25] [DOIC2] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Cousins]  *She brought up a page on her PADD.*  "How confident are you currently in the abilities of your captain to lead your ship?"

[12:26] [DOIC4] Aquila@Captain_Riens: It is unlikely we will see battle against them any time soon.

[12:26] [DOIC2] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: "On a scale of one to ten... maybe a nine, Commander."

[12:26] [DOIC2] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: "Or an eight..." *He seems to think to himself, not too sure.*

[12:27] [DOIC2] T'Pang@Demoncherub: --raises and eyebrow--

[12:27] [DOIC5] Zorin Li@ClingingMars: I hope he hasn't chewed up the room. *Li says as he takes a seat on the couch.*

[12:27] [DOIC2] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Cousins]  *She made a note.*  "How do you rank her handling of the recent incident of the Pilgrim being lost?"

[12:28] [DOIC5] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Adrian]  *He was sitting in his bouncey chair, watching Puppy Rangers: New Berlin.*

[12:28] [DOIC2] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: "Considering everything, Commander... hard nine. She did what she could despite the difficult situation and did the best for the ship, sticking to stafleet regulations. I only remember one situation >

[12:29] [DOIC2] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: "I disagree with, Commander."

[12:29] [DOIC2] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Cousins]  "Which situation was that, Lieutenant?"

[12:29] [DOIC5] Zorin Li@ClingingMars: *Li laughs, sitting down next to him.*

[12:30] [DOIC5] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Adrian]  "Kitty."  *He pointed at the screen.*

[12:30] [DOIC5] Zorin Li@ClingingMars: Those are dogs.

[12:30] [DOIC5] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Adrian]  "Kitty," *he insisted.*

[12:30] [DOIC2] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: "It is probably in the reports, Commander. We had found a star that was appropriate for refueling, in the same star system as a cluster of ships... The Captain tried to deal with them for rights to >

[12:30] [DOIC2] T'Pang@Demoncherub: --sits there stoically.--

[12:31] [DOIC2] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: "Refuel at it, but the species were immediately clear to be... opportunistic materialists, like the ferengi, so she basically walked us into disadvantageous negotiations, in my opinion... even if so,>

[12:31] [DOIC2] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: "I defend her choice to turn to diplomacy."

[12:32] [DOIC2] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Cousins]  "Understood.  Is there anything about her style of leadership that you would change?"

[12:32] [DOIC5] Zorin Li@ClingingMars: *Li shakes his head.* Doggie.

[12:33] [DOIC1] Istrin@the5of435: *Istrin nommed on some spaghetti, not really feeling like skewering anything else for the evening*

[12:33] [DOIC5] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Adrian]  "Oggie?"

[12:33] [DOIC2] T'Pang@Demoncherub: --turns and looks at T'Ghor with that question.--

[12:33] [DOIC5] Zorin Li@ClingingMars: *Li nods.* Yes.

[12:33] [DOIC2] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: "Leadership... maybe spending more time with the rest of the crew from time to time, Commander. Helps build trust, I think."

[12:34] [DOIC2] T'Pang@Demoncherub: --nods to T'Ghor--

[12:35] [DOIC2] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Cousins]  *She made a few more notes.*  "And finally, do you have any current desire to transfer to another vessel following the recent ordeal?"

[12:35] [DOIC2] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: "Honestly, Commander, much less than before."

[12:35] [DOIC2] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Cousins]  "Thank you, Lieutenant.  You may be dismissed."

[12:36] [DOIC2] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: *Nods to both and about faces to walk off.*

[12:36] [DOIC2] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Cousins]  =/\= "Commander Cousins to Lieutenant Aquila."

[12:37] [DOIC2] T'Pang@Demoncherub: "thank you Lieutenant."

[12:37] [DOIC2] T'Pang@Demoncherub: --adjusts her uniform.--

[12:37] [DOIC4] Dalliance@Gonz.0: *squeezing his hand in hers, and holding his forarm in the other, she nods and says quietly* "I am sorry."

[12:38] [DOIC4] Aquila@Captain_Riens: "Let us to wine I must see to proper sword care."

[12:38] [DOIC4] Aquila@Captain_Riens: =^= Aquila here.

[12:38] [DOIC5] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Adrian]  *He made little woofing noises at the screen.*

[12:39] [DOIC4] Aquila@Captain_Riens: *he stops and fishes out the communicator from under the pauldron*

[12:39] [DOIC5] Zorin Li@ClingingMars: *Li beams.* Do you like doggies?

[12:39] [DOIC4] Aquila@Captain_Riens: =^= Yes commander?

[12:39] [DOIC2] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Cousins]  =/\= "Please report to my office."

[12:39] [DOIC1] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: *Sees Istrin at the table and gets his beer.* "How are you holding up, Ensign?"

[12:39] [DOIC4] Aquila@Captain_Riens: =^= Understood

[12:39] [DOIC5] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Adrian]  "Woof woof!"

[12:39] [DOIC4] Aquila@Captain_Riens: *he nods to anne* I will see you shortly.

[12:39] [DOIC4] Dalliance@Gonz.0: *She doesn't let go of his hand, and walks with him*

[12:39] [DOIC5] Zorin Li@ClingingMars: I will take that as a yes.

[12:40] [DOIC4] Dalliance@Gonz.0: "Ill be right here."

[12:40] [DOIC2] Aquila@Captain_Riens: *he chimes the office*

[12:40] [DOIC2] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Cousins]  "Enter."

[12:41] [DOIC2] Aquila@Captain_Riens: *he enters*

[12:41] [DOIC2] Aquila@Captain_Riens: Commander, Captain.

[12:41] [DOIC2] T'Pang@Demoncherub: --does not turn to look as Aquila enters.-- "lieutenant."

[12:42] [DOIC1] Istrin@the5of435: *he looked up* I'm alright.. you?

[12:42] [DOIC2] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Cousins]  *Her eyebrows rose slightly at his getup, but she nodded and spoke crisply.*  "Good evening, Lieutenant.  We have just a few quick inquiries, you've been selected from the crew to assist...

[12:42] [DOIC2] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: us with these questions."

[12:42] [DOIC1] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: "Not the funerals I am used to, but yea. This seat taken?"

[12:42] [DOIC2] T'Pang@Demoncherub: "Lieutenant, the commander has some questions. Please answer them honestly and to the best of your ability."

[12:42] [DOIC1] Istrin@the5of435: Nope. I'm alone.

[12:42] [DOIC2] Aquila@Captain_Riens: Of course I fall to requested action.

[12:42] [DOIC2] Aquila@Captain_Riens: *he stays standing*

[12:43] [DOIC2] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Cousins]  *She went back to the top of the page.*  "How confident are you currently in the abilities of your captain to lead your ship?"

[12:43] [DOIC1] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: *He sat down and took a swig of the beer.* "Your family hear from you yet?"

[12:44] [DOIC2] Aquila@Captain_Riens: Confident, Captain T'pang stands willing to put the welbeing of crew first and is competent at taking action based on weighed suggestion and personal expertise.

[12:44] [DOIC1] Istrin@the5of435: *he nodded* Yeah. i told them.. They're happy I'm back.

[12:45] [DOIC2] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Cousins]  *She nodded.*  "How do you feel about her handling of the recent incident where the Pilgrim was out of reach of the rest of the fleet?"

[12:45] [DOIC1] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: "Yea... This your first assignment, yes?"

[12:46] [DOIC2] Aquila@Captain_Riens: Given circumstance there was little more she could have done within regulations and the best intentions of starfleet.

[12:46] [DOIC1] Istrin@the5of435: Second. I was stationed here before I got my posting on the pilly.

[12:46] [DOIC2] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Cousins]  "I see.  And is there anything about her style of leadership that you would change?"

[12:46] [DOIC1] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: "Well... for a first shipboard posting... one hell of an introduction to the duty. Nothing like the cadet flight... You did good out there, from what I seen."

[12:48] [DOIC2] Aquila@Captain_Riens: *he thought a moment* Outside of installing decimation as a punishment for insubordination. No. *he says wtih a straight face*

[12:48] [DOIC2] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Cousins]  *She squinted at him for a moment.*

[12:48] [DOIC1] Istrin@the5of435: *he shrugged* It's my job? I mean, well doing the stuff and keeping my cool.

[12:49] [DOIC2] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Cousins]  "...Alright, then.  And finally, do you have any current desire to transfer to another vessel following the recent ordeal?"

[12:49] [DOIC2] T'Pang@Demoncherub: --turns and raises and eyebrow at Aquila. then looks at Cousins.--

[12:49] [DOIC2] Aquila@Captain_Riens: No.

[12:49] [DOIC2] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Cousins]  *She marked his answer.*  "Very good, then.  Thank you for your time, Lieutenant."

[12:50] [DOIC1] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: "For the stress we were under... especially with you being telepathic and all... I think it's not many who'd have pulled it off."

[12:50] [DOIC2] Aquila@Captain_Riens: *he nods and gives a roman salute* Commander, Captain.

[12:50] [DOIC2] T'Pang@Demoncherub: --nod to Aquila.-- "thank you Lieutenant."

[12:50] [DOIC2] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Cousins]  "Dismissed."

[12:50] [DOIC2] Aquila@Captain_Riens: *he then marches out.*

[12:50] [DOIC1] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: "You missing the Citadel as a posting after all this?"

[12:50] [DOIC2] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Cousins]  "Worry not, Captain, only one more and you're free to go."

[12:51] [DOIC4] Aquila@Captain_Riens: *leaving the office*

[12:51] [DOIC2] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Cousins]  =/\= "Commander Cousins to Lieutenant Commander Vaylith."

[12:51] [DOIC4] Dalliance@Gonz.0: "Everything alright?"

[12:51] [DOIC2] T'Pang@Demoncherub: "I am not anxious."

[12:51] [DOIC1] Zalithya Vaylith@Illuice: *Walks in to the lounge after having changed out of her dress uniform.*

[12:51] [DOIC4] Aquila@Captain_Riens: Inquiry.

[12:51] [DOIC1] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: *Nods to the borg as he sees her step in.*

[12:52] [DOIC2] T'Pang@Demoncherub: "take whatever time you need and ask what ever question you require."

[12:52] [DOIC4] Aquila@Captain_Riens: Starfleet is trying to see ass to cover and pin blame upon honored captain.

[12:52] [DOIC1] Istrin@the5of435: *he shook his head* Nope. Not really. Well of course my friends.

[12:52] [DOIC1] Zalithya Vaylith@Illuice: *Nods to T'G and istrin as she marches up to the bar.* "Trill tea, Submenu item 42. Hot. Mug."

[12:52] [DOIC4] Dalliance@Gonz.0: "Bound to happen considering... there were a lot of deaths and the ship was nearly lost."

[12:52] [DOIC1] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: "Really. Huh. You got balls."

[12:52] [DOIC2] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Cousins]  =/\= "Commander Cousins to Lieutenant Commander Vaylith."  *She tried again.*

[12:53] [DOIC4] Dalliance@Gonz.0: *sounding resigned*

[12:53] [DOIC1] Zalithya Vaylith@Illuice: =^= "Vaylith here."

[12:53] [DOIC2] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Cousins]  =/\= "Please report to my office."

[12:54] [DOIC1] Zalithya Vaylith@Illuice: =^= "I will comply." *She cancels her order and heads to Cousins office.*

[12:54] [DOIC4] Aquila@Captain_Riens: There could have been more and the situation was one of chance. IF anything it was my suggestion that placed us there.

[12:54] [DOIC1] Istrin@the5of435: *he waved at Vay*

[12:54] [DOIC4] Aquila@Captain_Riens: But it was also the only solution to the combat scenario we found ourselves in.

[12:54] [DOIC1] Zalithya Vaylith@Illuice: *Nods to the two officers as she leaves.*

[12:54] [DOIC4] Aquila@Captain_Riens: The truth is starfleet principles and practices failed and lead to more deaths.

[12:54] [DOIC1] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: *Nods to the spotborg again.*

[12:55] [DOIC4] Aquila@Captain_Riens: Starfleet focus on exploration lead to us losing 20 people and running agroud.

[12:55] [DOIC4] Zalithya Vaylith@Illuice: *Nods to Dalli and Marcus as she walks past, comming to the door and buzzes it.*

[12:55] [DOIC2] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Cousins]  "Enter."

[12:55] [DOIC4] Aquila@Captain_Riens: That was an error in the judgement of the first officer.

[12:55] [DOIC4] Aquila@Captain_Riens: We lost six to ambush.

[12:55] [DOIC4] Aquila@Captain_Riens: Performed by technology unknown to even the rebels.

[12:55] [DOIC2] Zalithya Vaylith@Illuice: "Reporting as ordered, Captain, Commander." *She stands to attention for a second.*

[12:56] [DOIC2] T'Pang@Demoncherub: --sits there staring ahead, glances toward Vay as she enters.--

[12:56] [DOIC1] Istrin@the5of435: Well. I signed up for an adventure.. And well. I got it..

[12:56] [DOIC4] Dalliance@Gonz.0: "Running aground?" *she asks as if she is now lost in what he was trying to tell her.*

[12:56] [DOIC4] Aquila@Captain_Riens: The microorganisms that trapped ship and damaged us

[12:56] [DOIC2] T'Pang@Demoncherub: "thank you for coming Lieutenant Commander Vaylith."

[12:56] [DOIC2] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Cousins]  "Lieutenant Commander, I just have a few questions to assist in our assessment of recent events."

[12:56] [DOIC4] Aquila@Captain_Riens: We took four additional hits because the first officer was unwilling to shoot our way out because of starfleet principles on life.

[12:57] [DOIC2] Zalithya Vaylith@Illuice: "Understood."

[12:57] [DOIC2] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Cousins]  "How confident are you in the abilities of your captain to lead your ship, currently?"

[12:57] [DOIC4] Aquila@Captain_Riens: The solution was ingenious but that very principle cost lives.

[12:57] [DOIC1] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: *Chuckles.* "I signed up just to get to dig up some old ruins and all that... I think I got more than I bargained for, both times." *He rubs his scar.*

[12:57] [DOIC4] Aquila@Captain_Riens: Just as it did janeway with the caretaker array.

[12:58] [DOIC2] Zalithya Vaylith@Illuice: *Dispassionately looks at T'Pang then to Cousins.*

[12:58] [DOIC2] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Cousins]  "Please answer truthfully, and to the best of your ability."

[12:58] [DOIC4] Dalliance@Gonz.0: *Shrugging and nodding, not arguing... not really agreeing either.*

[12:59] [DOIC4] Aquila@Captain_Riens: You disagree.

[1:00] [DOIC1] Istrin@the5of435: *he grinned* All an adventure.

[1:00] [DOIC2] Zalithya Vaylith@Illuice: "It is my assessment the Captain should speak to the fleet councilor before undertaking further missions. I am confident in her ability to lead the crew, Ma'am."

[1:01] [DOIC1] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: "Gotta admire betazoid optimism."

[1:01] [DOIC4] Dalliance@Gonz.0: "I don't know... I wasn't on the ... the bridge, it wasn't my decision.  Either of them."

[1:01] [DOIC2] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Cousins]  *She made a note of that.*  "Understood.  And how do you rank her handling of the recent incident where the Pilgrim was out of range of the fleet?"

[1:02] [DOIC4] Aquila@Captain_Riens: Correct. It was not mine either I voiced suggestion it was not headed, it is not my place to second guess after knowing the outcome.

[1:02] [DOIC4] Dalliance@Gonz.0: "But I think it's wrong to play monday morning quarterback and analyze and punish after looking at a situation for hours or weeks, deciding that the decision made in seconds was wrong."

[1:02] [DOIC4] Aquila@Captain_Riens: Which is point.

[1:02] [DOIC1] Istrin@the5of435: Mhmm.. *he ate some more spaghetti*

[1:02] [DOIC4] Aquila@Captain_Riens: And what starfleet is doing.

[1:03] [DOIC2] Zalithya Vaylith@Illuice: "Eight point four seven out of ten, Ma'am."

[1:03] [DOIC1] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: "What'd you make of the Captain?"

[1:03] [DOIC4] Aquila@Captain_Riens: If truthfully asked where the failure for the first situation lies i would have to quote textbook from Starfleet fundamentals in pirmary ludus.

[1:03] [DOIC2] Zalithya Vaylith@Illuice: "Correction... Eight point seven six."

[1:04] [DOIC4] Aquila@Captain_Riens: And starfleet standard indoctrination to be a scientiest first.

[1:04] [DOIC2] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Cousins]  "...Care to share what changed?"

[1:04] [DOIC1] Istrin@the5of435: When?

[1:05] [DOIC2] Zalithya Vaylith@Illuice: "The captains initial reaction was losing faith in herself as well as our chances. This affected the crew. After she understood this, She efficiently kept such to herself to give the crew a person to>

[1:05] [DOIC4] Dalliance@Gonz.0: "No, that's not the problem...*she says quietly* the problem is asking scientists to wage war... it's not the scientist's idea."

[1:06] [DOIC4] Aquila@Captain_Riens: Valkriss is not a scientist.

[1:06] [DOIC2] Zalithya Vaylith@Illuice: > stand behind and move forward with. That moment was in my assessment crucial to our survival."

[1:06] [DOIC4] Dalliance@Gonz.0: "I am."

[1:06] [DOIC4] Aquila@Captain_Riens: You are and a doctor. Doctors have always waged war.

[1:07] [DOIC4] Aquila@Captain_Riens: Just their battles are typically after the day.

[1:07] [DOIC2] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Cousins]  *She marked down something on her PADD.*  "And is there anything about her style of leadership that you would change?"

[1:07] [DOIC2] Zalithya Vaylith@Illuice: "Yes."

[1:07] [DOIC1] Istrin@the5of435: At the service? Or during our time away from any kind of support?

[1:07] [DOIC2] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Cousins]  "Care to share?"

[1:07] [DOIC1] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: "When we were lost."

[1:08] [DOIC4] Aquila@Captain_Riens: And a scientist wins a war quicker than a swordsman. But we do not teach that at the academy. The only class ever failed the first time was Advanced first contact.

[1:08] [DOIC4] Aquila@Captain_Riens: For myself.

[1:08] [DOIC2] Zalithya Vaylith@Illuice: "I find it irrelevant to the overal inquiery of the USS Pilgrims survival, Ma'am."

[1:08] [DOIC4] Dalliance@Gonz.0: "Look, can we not.. right now?"

[1:08] [DOIC4] Aquila@Captain_Riens: Learning to risk the safety of my ship to not offend. Was... difficult

[1:09] [DOIC4] Aquila@Captain_Riens: Fine.

[1:09] [DOIC4] Aquila@Captain_Riens: I fall to requested action.

[1:09] [DOIC2] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Cousins]  "I asked you a question, Lieutenant Commander, whether you find it relevant or not is not the issue.  Answer the question."

[1:10] [DOIC4] Dalliance@Gonz.0: "I'm sorry about your friend... and about the other 20 we lost running aground, and the 29 we lost trying to get through that wormhole... I don't want to think about war right now, or second guess."

[1:10] [DOIC1] Istrin@the5of435: I'm glad she was my captain? For a vulcan she made me feel hopeful? But really all of you guys too. I think you all stepped up when the time was needed tos tep up and get us home. And that's why I--

[1:10] [DOIC2] T'Pang@Demoncherub: --turns to Vay-- "please answer the Commanders question Lieutenant Commander Vaylith."

[1:10] [DOIC1] Istrin@the5of435: gave you all that tiny chocolate gift basket as my thanks.

[1:10] [DOIC4] Aquila@Captain_Riens: Which wormhole?

[1:11] [DOIC2] Zalithya Vaylith@Illuice: *Nods*"It is my assessment the captain need to take swifter and stricter actions to pressing morale or insubordination issues, Such as been the issue with Lieutenant Rhys and Lieutenant T'Ghor, Ma'am"

[1:11] [DOIC4] Dalliance@Gonz.0: "The one the Kirtascans generated."

[1:11] [DOIC1] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: *Chuckles.* "Yea, thanks... I'm glad you appreciate it... it was difficult. But I'm... pleasantly surprised by the captain."

[1:12] [DOIC2] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Cousins]  *She rubbed her temple a moment.*  "Noted, Lieutenant Commander..."

[1:12] [DOIC2] T'Pang@Demoncherub: --does not seem to react, just turns back to facing straight ahead.--

[1:12] [DOIC1] Istrin@the5of435: How so?

[1:13] [DOIC2] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Cousins]  "Last question.  Do you have any desire to transfer to another vessel following the recent ordeal?"

[1:14] [DOIC2] Zalithya Vaylith@Illuice: "Yes, I wish to widraw my request to transfer back to the citadel or USS Enigma for the time being, Ma'am."

[1:14] [DOIC2] T'Pang@Demoncherub: --turns and looks at Vaylith, a look of surprise.--

[1:15] [DOIC2] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Cousins]  *She raised her brows slightly, then tapped away at her PADD.*  "I'll get that cleared up for you then, Lieutenant Commander.  Thank you for your time."

[1:15] [DOIC1] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: "Before she used to be a lot less... determined. One of my first month in the ship I got in a screaming match with her over it... She's changed."

[1:15] [DOIC2] Zalithya Vaylith@Illuice: *Nods once and stands to attention.* "Captain, Commander." *She mechanically turns on her heels and marches to the door.*

[1:16] [DOIC2] T'Pang@Demoncherub: "...Thank you Vaylith.."

[1:16] [DOIC2] T'Pang@Demoncherub: --sighs quietly--

[1:16] [DOIC2] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Cousins]  "Well, then.  I believe I have enough for my report for the time being.  Is there anything you wish to add, Captain?"

[1:16] [DOIC2] T'Pang@Demoncherub: "..nothing I can think of right now."

[1:17] [DOIC2] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Cousins]  "Very well.  Thank you for your time, Captain, you may go now."

[1:17] [DOIC2] T'Pang@Demoncherub: --she stand up and quietly turns to leave.--

[1:18] [DOIC1] Istrin@the5of435: Wow really? On her end that is. You've always kind of struck me as the outspoken type.

[1:18] [DOIC4] Zalithya Vaylith@Illuice: "Doctor, Lieutenant." *Nods to Dali and Marcus.*

[1:18] [DOIC1] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: "Well, not a screaming match, but she made her displeasure with me as known as a vulcan could."

[1:19] [DOIC1] Istrin@the5of435: But she's not a typical vulcan either?

[1:19] [DOIC4] Dalliance@Gonz.0: "Commander." *she says quietly.*

[1:20] [DOIC1] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: "You're right on that."

[1:22] [DOIC1] Istrin@the5of435: *Istrin forked his spaghetti and twirled, wincing*

[1:22] [DOIC1] Zalithya Vaylith@Illuice: *Walks in to the lounge again and tries to order tea once more.*

[1:23] [DOIC1] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: "What's wrong?" *He ndos to VayVay again as she return.s*

[1:23] [DOIC5] Zorin Li@ClingingMars: *Li ruffles Adrian's head.*

[1:23] [DOIC1] Istrin@the5of435: The knife and stabbing. That was.. weird.

[1:23] [DOIC5] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Adrian]  *He cooed happily, wiggling his little toes.*

[1:24] [DOIC1] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: "Not a ritual I have seen before, but... not that wierd, I guess?"

[1:25] [DOIC1] Istrin@the5of435: Us betazoids are not a violent species. our rituals and culture are rarely... klingony?

[1:26] [DOIC1] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: "Yea, I know... still... I don't think it was so violent. I mean, he was dead already."

[1:28] [DOIC1] Istrin@the5of435: *he shrugged*

[1:28] [DOIC1] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: "You can sit down with us if you want, COmmander."

[1:28] [DOIC1] Zalithya Vaylith@Illuice: *Takes her tea and sits down at an empty table, resting her palm on a PADD*

[1:28] [DOIC1] Istrin@the5of435: Or.. not,.

[1:28] [DOIC1] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: *Shrugs to Istrin at that.*

[1:30] [DOIC1] Istrin@the5of435: *he lookde at vayvay*

[1:30] [DOIC1] Aquila@Captain_Riens: *enters the lounge, still in armor but the sword is gone*

[1:32] [DOIC1] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: *Nods to aquila.*

[1:33] [DOIC1] Istrin@the5of435: Maybe she's working on something.

[1:34] [DOIC1] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: "Could be. She works hard to ensure our safety.."

[1:36] [DOIC1] Zalithya Vaylith@Illuice: *Sips her tea whiel resting her hand on the PADD.*

[1:36] [DOIC1] Istrin@the5of435: *he nodded* Yes she does.

[1:37] [DOIC1] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: "So you joined up for adventure? No big plans to become a captain or soemthing?"

[1:37] [DOIC1] Aquila@Captain_Riens: *drinks wine quiitly

[1:37] [DOIC1] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Ain]  *The horned blonde appeared, still in her armour as she headed to the counter.*

[1:38] [DOIC1] Istrin@the5of435: *he shook his head* I still have 20 years for that.

[1:38] [DOIC1] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: *Nods to her as she walks in, then returns his eyes to Istrin.* "Well, they say it's good to have goals... but do you want it?"

[1:39] [DOIC1] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Ain]  "The angry human recommended whiskey.  I will have whiskey," *she told Holo Hank, who fixed her a glass.*

[1:40] [DOIC1] Istrin@the5of435: Sir, I'm still trying to plan what I'm going to wear the next day.

[1:40] [DOIC1] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: *Chuckles.* "No need for that sir thing away from the ship... and it ain't that difficult. Duty uniform."

[1:41] [DOIC1] Istrin@the5of435: I'd like to express my individuality when im not in uniform

[1:41] [DOIC1] Istrin@the5of435: ?

[1:43] [DOIC1] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: "That makes sense I Guess. I never overtihnk clothes more than a t-shirt and jeans."

[1:43] [DOIC1] Istrin@the5of435: Jeans? *he eyed T'ghor up and down*

[1:43] [DOIC1] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: "Yes?"

[1:44] [DOIC1] Istrin@the5of435: *he smiled* Cool.

[1:44] [DOIC1] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: "Yes... Klingon cowboy." *He grins*

[1:46] [DOIC1] Istrin@the5of435: That's a first.

[1:46] [DOIC1] Aquila@Captain_Riens: *he looks at the tall woman*

[1:46] [DOIC1] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: "Not really. Bet there's a lot in the holo... can you excuse me for a moment?"

[1:46] [DOIC1] Aquila@Captain_Riens: *drinks his wine*

[1:46] [DOIC1] Istrin@the5of435: *he nodded*

[1:47] [DOIC1] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: *He got up to refill his beer and looked at the blonde as well.* "Hello... Knew Hyrial long?"

[1:49] [DOIC1] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Ain]  "Several years, yes."  *She sipped her drink.*

[1:50] [DOIC1] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: "Mind if I ask you what the other rebels' reactions were about? I noticed they were... wary of your speech... and you noticed the blemishes on his reputation helping some people may have given..."

[1:50] [DOIC1] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: "Not the typical unity I saw from your group."

[1:51] [DOIC1] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: *He nodded Istrin over in case he wants to join at the bar.*

[1:51] [DOIC1] Istrin@the5of435: *istrin got up and took his plate*

[1:52] [DOIC1] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Ain]  *She shook her head.*  "Even those of us in the rebellion haven't fully cast aside all our... prejudices."

[1:52] [DOIC1] Aquila@Captain_Riens: Such things are long remembered.

[1:52] [DOIC1] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: "I feel you. My people were in a shooting war with the federation up until some years back... was tough growing up then."

[1:53] [DOIC1] Aquila@Captain_Riens: *he drinks more*

[1:53] [DOIC1] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Ain]  "Indeed.  My participation in the ceremony was a given, it was in his final will... but my speaking was evidently an unexpected horror."

[1:55] [DOIC1] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: "All that because of your species..." *Shakes his head.* "Simirian?" *He looks at the horns.*

[1:56] [DOIC1] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Ain]  "Were I just Simirian, no one would have a problem with me.  I'm half Catadai.  Which in our society means I should've never been born."

[1:57] [DOIC1] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: "Yes... surpressed by the very drugs supposedly curing the Catadai... I thought only the tanausans treated hybrids badly."

[1:58] [DOIC1] Istrin@the5of435: *Istrin frowned*

[1:59] [DOIC1] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Ain]  "I've found that it's an attitude that's permeated society.  The ruling caste doesn't want their slave populations intermingling after all.  What better way than to convince them their...

[1:59] [DOIC1] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: children would be mongrels?"

[2:02] [DOIC1] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: "Well. Hopefully some time here will change the others' opinion. Some of the federation's biggest heroes are hybrids."

[2:03] [DOIC1] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Ain]  "I am not holding my breath.  At least on this Citadel of yours there are many lacking in such bias."

[2:04] [DOIC1] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: "Yea. We mostly keep to the idea that if a person is not a complete dick, they could be a mixture of seven species for all we care."

[2:05] [DOIC1] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Ain]  "It's very differnt from what we're used to.  I believe it will do our people some good to understand how a society other than our own functions."

[2:07] [DOIC1] Istrin@the5of435: What are you guys going to do now?

[2:08] [DOIC1] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Ain]  "Iso Denetaure has taken full leadership of the group.  He's in talks with your Starfleet to determine just that."

[2:09] [DOIC1] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: "Hopefully you stick around. We need every ally we can get."

[2:09] [DOIC1] Istrin@the5of435: Well now, they can actually get treated like they should be.. in the meantime I mean.

[2:09] [DOIC1] Istrin@the5of435: Would be refreshing for once?

[2:10] [DOIC1] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Ain]  "I don't know what twenty-seven people without any property on this side of the galaxy can do to assist."

[2:10] [DOIC1] Aquila@Captain_Riens: *aquila sits at the table*

[2:11] [DOIC1] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: "Everyone has an use. We need a lot of people on the Citadel as well, this is basically a smaller city at this point."

[2:11] [DOIC1] Zalithya Vaylith@Illuice: *Nods to Aquila.*

[2:11] [DOIC1] Istrin@the5of435: You could always sell stuff? Set up your own shop even?

[2:11] [DOIC1] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Ain]  "...What would I sell?"

[2:12] [DOIC1] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: *Shrugs.* "You could start selling your people's cuisine, if that's something you're good at. Catadai or Simirian."

[2:13] [DOIC1] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: "We could replicate many of the ingredients, but we won't be able to prepare it like you could."

[2:13] [DOIC1] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Ain]  "...I do not know how to cook."

[2:13] [DOIC1] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: "What did you do before, then?"

[2:14] [DOIC1] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Ain]  "I was a burglar," *she said nonchalantly, sipping her drink.*

[2:14] [DOIC1] Istrin@the5of435: A what now?

[2:14] [DOIC1] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Ain]  "A thief."

[2:14] [DOIC1] Istrin@the5of435: No I heard correctly then.

[2:15] [DOIC1] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: "That skill could easily be translated into Citadel security, I guess. First, we'll see what your leader and ours decide.

[2:16] [DOIC1] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Ain]  "...Perhaps."

[2:16] [DOIC1] Istrin@the5of435: *istrin carefully eyed Ain now*

[2:18] [DOIC1] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: *Nudges Istrin lightly, as if telling him to behave.*

[2:19] [DOIC1] Istrin@the5of435: I'm not doing anything.

[2:19] [DOIC1] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Ain]  *She arched a brow.*

[2:20] [DOIC1] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: "Sure you ain't."

[2:21] [DOIC1] Istrin@the5of435: I'm not lying?

[2:22] [DOIC1] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Ain]  "I don't think I understand what's going on any more."

[2:23] [DOIC1] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: "Don't worry about it... Either way, T"Ghor, good to make your acquaintance."

[2:23] [DOIC1] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Ain]  "Ain Laudrenate.  A pleasure."

[2:24] [DOIC1] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: "The one with even less hair is Vaax."

[2:25] [DOIC1] Istrin@the5of435: By choice. Less hair by choice.

[2:25] [DOIC1] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Ain]  "...Duly noted."

[2:26] [DOIC1] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: *Raises an eyebrow at Istrin, before turning to Ain again.* "Either way, if you feel lost here, feel free to call out for Eirene. She's... basically the Citadel herself. She'll help you out with most>

[2:26] [DOIC1] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: "Things you might need."

[2:27] [DOIC1] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Ain]  "Yes, like the station's VIA interface, but... more talkative."

[2:28] [DOIC1] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: "Yea... she has a bit mischevious sense of humour at times, so y'know. Don't take it too much to heart. She means well."

[2:29] [DOIC1] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Ain]  "Perhaps.  Anyway.  Thank you for attending the service.  I'm certain Hyrial would have appreciated it."  *She gave the empty glass to Hank.*

[2:30] [DOIC1] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: "We owe much to him. I meant what I said..." *He sighs.*

[2:30] [DOIC1] Istrin@the5of435: *he finished his spaghetti now* I'd have wanted other people to visit my own funeral too when the time comes.. *he nodnodded*

[2:30] [DOIC1] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: "Guess that the frozen corpse of the bastard is a good start to repaying him."

[2:30] [DOIC1] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Ain]  *She nodded.*  "We all did.  Good night, T'Ghor and Vaax."

[2:31] [DOIC1] DGM Apocalypse@liorexus: [Ain]  *She turned and strode off.*

[2:31] [DOIC1] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: "Good night."

[2:31] [DOIC1] Istrin@the5of435: *he then looked up at T'ghor*

[2:31] [DOIC1] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: "Yea?"

[2:32] [DOIC1] Istrin@the5of435: She didn't steal anything while she was here with us.

[2:33] [DOIC1] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: *Rubs his forehead.* "She was ostracized as an abomination of soem kind by her -materialistic- society... She didn't have much choice. Just cause she stole to survive doesn't mean she'll take >

[2:33] [DOIC1] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: "Anything that ain't bolted down."

[2:36] [DOIC1] Istrin@the5of435: Kleptomania is very common in both our universes?

[2:36] [DOIC1] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: "Yes... but not everyone who steals is a kleptomaniac."

[2:36] [DOIC1] Istrin@the5of435: galaxies*

[2:37] [DOIC1] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: "She obviously had it rough.'

[2:37] [DOIC1] Istrin@the5of435: *he nodded* She does seem nice though. Maybe you're right.

[2:38] [DOIC1] T'Ghor@bulgariandragon1: "Yea... Either way, I'll go get some sleep. Good night."

[2:38] [DOIC1] Istrin@the5of435: *he waved* See ya.