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08.19.2012 , 02:28 AM |
and since we seem to be on a vector roll...i might as well~
What if... at house cortess
also crossed with " what's in a name"
Dictionary definition of the word "Vector"
an insect or other organism that transmits a pathogenic fungus, virus, bacterium, etc
"Agent... We- I .. Must know if you intend to oppose us. If you do, the nest WILL fight to defend it's claim."
Why must things always be so complicated? The contact for Alderaan had been more than co-operative the entire time. Of course there had to be a catch. There is always a catch. She read up beforehand about the nature of the species he was...absorbed into. The killiks biggest drive was to expand. Always expand, and always populate. Another fact that the joiner confirmed in the confrontation they were in now, is that the killiks don't recognise transgressions on an individual level; if one member of a group transgressed, the entire group was guilty. The offending member of Cortess had been neutralised, sacrificed, even, in front of the agent in a humble gesture of apology and defeat. But according to the man before her, that didn't matter; a member of Cortess, the entire house, it makes no difference.
He knew better than that, right? He was a shining example of a diplomat before, so he couldn't be that ignorant.He still knew how to lead a wrong impression in his favour, so he still had his wits about him. To demand payment for assistance AFTER it has been given, and then trying to reason that the killiks don't know any better.... Did he actually think that nobody would mind if him and his little flea circus took over an entire estate town, even assuming that everyone wanted that course of action? Again, he was merely hiding behind the feigned ignorance of this hive he had his head stuck in. This whole planet be damned; even the bugs are trained in treachery. She curled her lips back in a frustrated snarl.
As an agent, she should NEVER take things at face value.
" I'm not letting you take these people."
" Very well... We understand"
The man and killiks drew their weapons, his a bladed pole arm, and together faced the agent and the Cortess guards, each side assembling in formation, squaring off for battle.
" Hey agent! These blasted thrantras won't fit in the cargo bay, let's just ride em ragged while we empty out these crates of brandy i also pinched off that fortress and then just ditch em?"
" How much did you manage to get your hands on?"
" Enough to load down the 2 thranthras the entire way back to the hangar! Come on! "
Crezelle grinned slightly. Kaliyo was nuts, but she proved to be a good teacher on how to unwind after a hard fought battle.
Crezelle De'Chimera, of the Shadowlands
" Secret Agent Blue Booty, at your service. You Lead the way; I bring the kolto. "