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The silence over the communicator made the Lieutenant's eye twitch. He wondered how often that happened. Oh well. Caledonite put the small object away with the promise to explain it to his companion another time.

Cale sighed quietly when Laurelite showed up and Rannoch, of course, became nervous. "Rannoch, this is Laurelite. One of the General Soverigns I told you about."

He then turned to the woman. "My apologizes Queen. I hope I did not interupt anything important in your research by calling you here tonight. I have explained a few things to him to help with his curiousity. However, I don't know how far my word as a Lieutenant will go. I was hoping that you, as a Queen, could take him and explain a few things to him as well. Show him how things work better than I could. Like you did with me."

Cale hadn't let go of the man's hand as he spoke. Gently he pulled the Page forward and ushered him towards Laurelite. "Go on Rannoch. You'll be okay."

Rannoch took a breath. She seemed, so far, to be at least friendly - or, well, not actively trying to kill him. And he did want to know. So he took her hand and shook it.

"Thank you, General-Queen Laurelite, I imagine you have much more pressing things to do than educate a new Page," he deferred, a little. But, oh, he was so curious.

"Um, Caledonite said that he used to be a Knight, like me -- I was wondering how he came to be..." He gestured at the Lieutenant. "An...officer? Is that the word?" That he was utterly green showed in even thew way he spoke of the war. "For, um, my personal interest, mostly." He wasn't sure he wanted to leave, to become something else, because he wasn't sure what else might happen in the process.

And he liked his little lake and his name and even his silly rannoch-rush weapon. (He had looked it up, the night before, in a flurry of curiosity.)

Laurelite had extremely pressing matters to attend to. Like, say, pressing her hand into his chest. She refrained for a second, and then nodded. "Absolutely, my dear. I'll do you one more than just tell you. I'll show you."

Caledonite had the right idea.

Her hand, soft and delicate, moved swiftly to plunge into his chest. That in itself was not necessarily painful—or, at least, she wasn't trying to hurt him. It was inevitable, but he'd thank her for it in the morning. If he even remembered tonight.

She found his starseed with practiced ease; this boy was not strong enough to properly resist or to try to escape her, but she persisted with the same intensity she would have with someone who at least stood a chance. Her manicured fingers wrapped around his starseed and she gripped gently, but she pushed Chaos into him. Fed it into him like food to a starving man.

Perhaps he would be too surprised to be unwilling, but she didn't much care. He would be malleable either way. And after she did the hard part, she'd just have to trust Rannoch to do the rest.

Caledonite couldn't stop himself from shifting his weight from one foot to another in an agitated manner. Though it had been months since then, the Lieutenant remembered all to well the feeling of being corrupted. He absently rubbed at his chest, over his starseed as he watch Rannoch's corruption.

When it was over and the newly minted Lieutenant started to collapse, he lunged forward and quickly collected him before his body could hit the ground. "You're safe now. I promise." He said softly to the body in his arms. "You're okay." Cale reached you and brushed a lock of hair out of the tired man's face. The same one that had fallen in his face when he was Rannoch.

Speaking of which...

Caledonite's gaze flicked away from The man and up towards Laurelite. "Thank you, General Queen. If I may adk you one more thing before you go? What is his name, now that he is where he rightly belongs?"

Caledonite watched the General Queen as he waited for an answer. He dare not ask a second time, for he did not want the trouble that often accompanied rushing someone of her status.

"A fitting name, M'lady." He said, looking at the man in his arms as he shifted him ever so slightly. "I am capable. There is more then enough space at my place. He should be perfectly fine there. I will watch over him and provide what he needs. I will personally see to it that he knows what he needs to know. There is no need to summon anyone else."

He looked back up at her once more. "Thank you again. Your assistance is highly appreciated." Cale would show her, along with everyone else, that this was no mistake. Rann- Galaxite, was where he was suppose to be. They both were.

The newly-named Lieutenant Galaxite was barely conscious of what was going on around him. He did catch, briefly, what he assumed was his new name -- but it did not register as much more than a word, from the lips of the woman who had just...changed...him.

He sank against Caledonite, and his eyes closed as the rest of his consciousness slipped away from him.