Cadet Silvera HP: 50 HP Action: Moving to Scylla. Damage None Location: D4 Weapon: Daggers.
The harsh words and the revelation were a shock to the system and not one Silvera was ready for. Their Commador had sent Caedus to Earth for him to be killed...the story everyone knew was wrong. But why send him, their prince, to be killed? It all didn't make sense to him. What had Caedus done to deserve being sent to another planet to die? Lyndin, their Commador, had planned this all along and they'd been brought here to help execute their prince and to help the Negaverse and remvoe the senshi and knights here? But why was this fight then any of their buisness?
If the original plan was for Caedus to be killed here by Beryl, who was not at some war with a bunch of knights and senshi as was the case now, why did they have to help with this fight now? What exactly had the original deal been?
He wanted to ask, to demand answers, but Lyndin was giving him oprders and here he shook his head. "What was the original deal? We have a right to know? You brought us here and told us one thing when that wasn't the truth. I want to know what we are really here for - what the deal is that we are executing. What did we get signed up for." Without them knowing what they were joining on for. It felt like betrayal to him and he didn't like it.
Shock ran through Silvera as he watched their Commador attack their prince, cold and unforgiving in the attack, it wasn't what he wanted to see and to see their prince with his starseed in Lyndin's hand had him frozen in place. It looked...deformed. Was that what all their starseeds looked like? Was it because they didn't live on a real planet? Was that the cost of living and why their OCmmador was fighting for them to have a planet again? It sounded like Caedus was supposed to be their senshi.....their prince]...was that what it really was? Could that be...and it wasn't? Was it because of where they'd lived?
Scylla he knew had a temper and he was sure she wasn't going to take this well. He wasn't taking iot so well either, he did not like how this was going on. But as he saw their princes starseed realization dawned on him. He knew what was going on, sort of anyway, but the way they were going about it...that didn't sit well with him. It was like a specticle of someones death...of a sacrifice - right?
"Scylla, he was our senshi...but our planet - it's not real. It kept him from awakening." Quick to speak, and keeping his voice low so the senshi of the Kraken could hear him, and perhaps their prince and Commador. "He was sent here to die...to have his starseed reborn. To have it reborn here...somewher it could grow properly and awaken. We live on a fake planet, it's not real, that's why it looks like that. That's why this is happening. It is true that our Commador is looking to save our planet...by killing our senshi so he can be born here - like all of you are reborn here but your starseeds were from elsewhere." Because here, of all places, was some sort of miracle...where Cosmos kept sending starseeds. Where maybe, if they stayed here and died here, his wouild be reborn and might not be mangled as he was now sure it was.
"B-but I don't know why Commador said we'd help fight against the Negaverse. That is the partt which does not make sense. But i understand some of this...just not the execution." Shaking his head he gripped tightly at his daggers...not sure where to point them - he knew now Scylla for certain. Lyndin really wasn't taking pleasure in this...this was all for their people...for their future. To heal them. But why claim to help fight against the Negaverse?
Super Sailor Skoll, Senshi of the Pack HP: 45 / 75 Action: Punching Faustite in the face Damage 1 (1d10 roll) + 5 (Rank Bonus) + 3 (Super Magic 0/2) = 9 Location: B6
Hati, precious Hati, tried to put himself between Skoll and everything else. He kept throddling the generator, good man, but Skoll's place was right beside him. "Appreciated, but I'm punching this too!" She loved her brother, but of the two of them, she was more of the fighter than he was. Even if all her senshi magic was buffs, that usually helped the whole group and not... just herself.
The blast from the generator caught her off guard and Skoll stumbled back, wincing in pain. That was not bloody fair, holy s**t. Not only were the Negaverse protecting the generators, but they could affect them too. Damnit, this was all a damn set up. All of it. ******** ******** ********.
"Hati get do---" her cry was cut off by another blast from the generator. Skoll coughed, spitting blood on the ground, and rounded on the smoking man. Half his face was missing, he was on fire, and was prime target for her rage.
"Skoll's Pack Advance..." she snarled before launching around the generator to slam her fist into the half of Faustite's face that still existed. "GO TO HELL!"
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I am quoting those I am directly involved in combat with, but she knows you're there. sorta
Chibi Hokkaido HP: 25/50 Action: having a nervous breakdown and buffing charybdis Damage: -- Location: F4
Hokkaido shrieked, both in terror and in pain from the burst of electric energy that had hit just now. She hadn't even done anything other than try to hide, but she was getting attacked. This wasn't fun to begin with, and the chibi senshi of baku really wished... well, she wished that Aomori would stop getting them into situations like this, though Lepus was to blame, as well. Why did her twin have to partner up with a 'bad influence' like her?
The green haired chibi was panicking too much to think too clearly, and called on her magic, targeting Charybdis, whether or not she needed the extra boost of energy. It was all she knew how to do, other than run away, not that there was any running away anymore.
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Sailor Scout Attack: Dream Eater
Hokkaido conjures up a cute-looking ethereal baku that ‘devours’ the ‘nightmares’ of either herself or an ally, leaving them feeling refreshed and more energized, as if they just woke up from a restful sleep full of good dreams. The effect lasts for up to twenty seconds, and can be used up to three times.
Super Sailor Hydor HP: 27 + 10 - 15 = 22/75 Action: Well. At least he isn't dead yet. Still wailing on the generator, this time with magic. Encouraging someone to get Naeria to safety. Damage: 10 + 5 (rank) + 3 (magic) = 18 Location: B2
The senshi that strolled up to him looking like a lurid jester (Phaethon) was only missing the actual makeup, and when he might have normally snarked about that, he was admittedly a bit too grateful for the way this senshi's abilities seemed to stitch up the edges of the wounds and make it easier to stand up a bit straighter. He muttered a, "Thank you," that barely actually made it from his lips, thin and strained.
He thought he might have been able to gather the strength again to hit the generator, but he got momentarily distracted by the conversation coming through the ComTech of the aliens' and glanced toward them to listen ******** course, Lyndin had some alliance with the Negaverse and intended to kill the one Order trusted. Hardly surprising. Exhausting.
He snarled and went to swing but was pulled back for a moment by the pulse from the generator, the pulse that hit Naeria as well, and he turned that snarling gaze to the two captains that were controlling the generator. So it wasn't only helping them, they could also use it to attack. "Get her out of here, they'll kill her!" he barked, following that up with a, "Whirling Wrath!" as he smashed his hand into the generator.
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as per Kyu, his super attack is just a straight damage attack for this ORP!
Julienne Mauvian HP: 50 Action: Attacking the Generator and comforting her senshi Damage:8 + 3 + 5 +20 = 36 Location: B4
Julienne had come to this with Goretti, and she had misgivings from the beginning, but still, she wanted to support her friend. They were separated in the ensuing chaos...god. The ensuing chaos. It wasn’t even a joke, was it?
After almost getting trampled twice, the mauvian shifted into her human form, eyes frantically searching for Goretti, but instead they landed on yet another familiar figure, and with a gasp, she began running towards him, horrified to see him stabbed and bleeding out, but trying his best to attack the damn generator. Her brave, brave boy.
When she finally got close enough, Julienne sent a jolt of power from the star on her forehead and shifted back to her cat form, darting onto her sen--onto Adria’s shoulder. Her fur was raised in pure rage and she hissed loudly at the two Generals. At all of the chaos located there. “You’ll have to go through me if you want to harm him!” It would have been far more impressive if she were something other than a stupidly fluffy cat but…
Sparta Page of Mars HP: 44 / 50 Action: Taking a swing at angry cadet Damage 4 (1d10 roll) + 3 (rank) + 1 (Non magic) = 8 Location: D3
There was a lot going on. Before he could address the Commander again, some cadet claiming she was her sister was stabbing at him with a knife. He really did seem to find the ones with knives didn't he? His arm stung where it cut him and Sparta disengaged from the Commander to round on the Cadet.
"Oi oi oi! What is going on? Do ya see what---" he was cut off as communication from the cadet's commlink came through and he stared wide eyed at her and then at the mangled starseed some fifty feet away from him. He'd never seen a starseed in person before, but he knew, he just knew deep down that it was not supposed to look like that at all. "What did you do to it..."
He turned back to the cadet, face horror stricken. They'd... they'd...
His spear bokken came up and around with snap precision, aiming to clock Caelyna on the collarbone with all the force a six foot, three inch tall jacked man could possess.
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Lt. Cristobalite HP: 50 HP Action: Admiring the touching scene between Namielle and Caerynn. Not. Damage 1d10 (+3 Faction/+3 Rank) = 8 Location: F6
Oh, well... In the end the General had made short work of several individuals in their immediate vicinity. He had done something to the generator and in response she had the pleasure of watching the feline finally succumb. She turned her nose up ever so slightly, peering down at the now slumped figure and the other Mauvian who had taken the decision to stand over her.
How sweet.
It would have been all too easy to address this one as well, lift her leg and aim a suitably hard kick in her general direction but something else much more interesting caught her eye. Movement in the corner of her eye, laboured breathing, and the 'clink' of blades as they dug into the hardened soil. Something was in pain, or more accurately someone and as she turned casually to observe the sight in its full glory she discovered it was none other than the naive alien who had declared she would let no harm come to her 'friends'.
...The very same friends she had failed to protect in the most spectacular fashion.
A last gasp was it? Cristobalite had witnessed much better displays in her civilian life and to say this was a pitiful example was an understatement. Suffice to say this was one to turn her nose up at and it was with a soft sight that the Lieutenant took several slow and measured steps towards the young alien until she stood in front of her.
"Oh, I'm sorry were you going somewhere?" she murmured delicately, raising the toe of her boot to lift the alien's chin up just enough to see her face. She clucked her tongue, a soft 'tut' of disdain as she lowered Caerynn's chin back down to the ground. For a time it seemed like the Agent would do little more than block her path, and then in a rather unceremonious manner she lifted her leg up, bent her knee, and slammed it firmly down on to the skull of the unfortunate sole beneath her boot.
Ah, but if only she had been less bold.
If only she had done as she was told.
Her feet both back upon the ground she nudged the alien over, on to her back and slowly lowered herself until she was crouched beside her. It was a rather sorry sight, but her orders were clear, she had to protect the generators and if that involved interrupting an assault on her fellow agents then that was just how things went. Alas, she had always been one for more permanent solutions and to leave someone prone with the potential to be patched up by someone just 'passing through' was most certainly not on her list of desirable outcomes. Granted, there had been no signs of any help in the form of senshi or knights in recent moments but she had learned that it was better to be safe than sorry.
And so it was with a small sigh that the woman placed her hand against Caerynn's chest, applied just a little pressure, and grasped the precious and glimmering starseed within her fingertips. Much to her disappointment it looked exactly the same as any other seed. Whatever drama had gone on over those stupid comms had been exclusive to whatever Caedus was.
'Lame' wasn't really a phrase she would utter, but her expression would speak on her behalf. She straightened eventually, continuing to admire the small and glimmering seed for another brief moment - whatever dregs of life the alien had left were her's to live... but eventually Cristobalite would crush the starseed; and with a dismissive wave of her hand, summon her beloved coin back to the very same fingers that had caressed that seed.
Two down. Just a few more to go.
Infinites
Slightly open starseed smoosh in case you want to do anything else before it happens. x_X;
Sailor Mizuki, Senshi of Lilacs HP: 43 / 50 Action: Panic casting again, because that's what she does, at Cymophone, then scrambling around one of the sides of the generator Damage 9 (1d10 roll) + 3 (rank) + 2 (Basic Magic Uses 1/3) = 14 Location: F2
"Ahhhh~~!" she screamed as the claws cut her across the arm, and she stumbled backwards. Her butt hit the ground, pain shooting up her spine. No no no, why'd she do this again, why did she put herself in these positions? She shouldn't have come, she should have stayed at home. Damn her need to help people!
"Get away from me! Lilac Petal Dance!" she screeched, tears rolling down her face. Full on panic mode engaged, she didn't care if this didn't effect the other senshi any time soon, but they had a hole in their chest, they had claws and they were out to hurt people. Mizuki scrambled backwards, not even bothering to wait to see if the magic had an effect again.
Please let this be a dream, please let this be a dream, I want to wake up I want to wake up now!
Sunshine Alouette
You can choose if he takes the magical effects again or resists!
Sailor Scout Attack: Lilac Petal Dance
When Mizuki calls her magic, purple lilac petals fly towards her opponent. They dance around her opponent and bring a sense of longing towards a first love, innocence lost, or something else the person has lost. This disorients an enemy for 15 seconds, has a range of 15ft and can be used 3 times a battle.
If the enemy has nothing to lose or has not lost anything, this magic is ineffective.
Aliez watched with wide, confused eyes. The Senshi that they were looking for all this time? The one that would restore their world and give them a permanent home? Their original home, where they belonged? That was Caedus?
Caedus was supposed to be Sailor Velenia.
He wasn’t sure the last time he breathed. The blaster was still in his hands, but they were shaking too much for him to be able to aim properly. Gavaen had already shown that his loyalty was no longer with the Commodore. No longer with Velencya. Silvera and Vaylin too.
They had known Caedus for such a short period of time. They had been confused by him -- this stranger showing up after being gone for so long. They welcomed him back as they would have done for anyone.
But the Commodore knew he was supposed to be Sailor Velenia, never awakened. They had been good friends, even before Caedus went missing for a thousand years.
When the Commodore tried having the Negaverse kill him in order to return his starseed to the Space Cauldron--
To save Velenia. And Velencya.
His heart felt like it was breaking. Not for himself, but for Caedus and for the Commodore. Caedus has been so kind to him. He wanted to return to Velencya and be more like them. To take their tests that they took to join the Vanguard. Aliez had promised to help him study.
We will see Velenia restored, I have faith. I know we can do it. It might take time, but. We will. No matter what differences lie between us. Velenia will bring us all together.
He had listened to Caedus speak of the Commodore in private. About how he was proud of the Commodore, how he knew he would have come to rescue Caedus, had he known he was still alive and in the Rift.
And Aliez believed that with all his heart. The Commodore wouldn’t have wanted Caedus to suffer. He could hear it in the Commodore's voice now. He could hear the pain from the burden he carried -- the weight of all of the lives they left behind on Velencya. Of Velencya itself. The Commodore wasn’t just their leader, but someone who cared so deeply for their tiny, artificial world that Aliez had no doubt in his mind that the Commodore must know for a fact that Velencya was running out of time.
His parents were still there. The rest of his family and friends were there. How much time did they have left? If the Commodore was so desperate to have the Negaverse help him try to kill Caedus…?
Could he have done more to help? Had he not researched enough? Maybe if he’d stayed up a little later, or instead of wandering the streets looking for more interesting things about Earth, he could have been trying to solve the mystery of how to truly restore Velenia, even if they didn’t have a Senshi. Maybe he could have learned more about the Senshi and Knights that lived there, instead of indulging his own curiosities about how humans healed themselves without energy crystals, or what they did with their deceased, or trying to understand Victoria's possible secrets, or hiding from birds that wanted to eat their food, or hiding in foggy corn mazes, or try to understand why carving pumpkins was so gross and yet so enjoyable.
All this time, the Commodore had been counting on them, and they failed him. This was his last ditch effort to save Velencya. It had to be. Otherwise he wouldn’t be trying to sacrifice someone he cared so much about. The Commodore had plans for the future. He had hope. He wanted Velencya to be Velenia’s new moon, to take orbit and make up for the loss of both Archideus and Cerideus.
But I feel it is my life’s purpose to give you all somewhere to grow. A real world. A safer one. With a Senshi to protect you.
He didn’t want Caedus to die. He didn’t want Velencya to die. He didn’t want the Commodore hurt. He didn’t want to see his friends hurt. His friends he’d practically grown up with. Even if he didn’t know them all before joining the Vanguard, he felt like they were family. Fae-Fae. Fangnyl. Andreiya. Vyn--
Vyn was there beside him, as loyal to the Commodore as he’d ever been. A true Vanguardian. And true Velencian. Aliez felt as though he’d already betrayed the Commodore’s trust by feeling something for Caedus. For getting attached to him. For wanting to know more about him. But he never knew he was supposed to be Sailor Velenia. He could never say how difficult it would have been to decide to give up his own life since he had never been in that position, but he felt as though he would have, for Velencya. For his parents. For all of the innocent people who lived there, just trying to survive after their own home had been taken from them, just as he knew the Negaverse took without remorse.
If the Commodore ordered him to die, he would have. Because the Commodore knew what was best for all of them. He believed that. He wanted to not believe that, because he wanted to find a way to save Caedus, but if this was the only way--
“We- h-have to stop-- from attacking-- generators,” Aliez gasped for air around his hand that he pressed over his mouth to try and stop himself from sobbing in his distress. He didn’t know when he’d lowered his blaster, or when his vision had gotten so blurry that he could barely see. Tears fell and he felt as though he could barely stand. And sure enough, the first step he tried taking to follow his orders, his knees buckled and he collapsed onto them in the grass. He crumpled then, although he tried his hardest to keep his wailing to himself by pressing his hand harder against his mouth, he found himself curled over his legs as he sat in the grass that he’d enjoyed so much that first day on Earth.
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Posted: Thu Oct 21, 2021 5:21 pm
Captain Wolframite HP: 175 Action: Setting off Generator - Staring down the Support Damage: 15 to All Order Characters and hostile Velencians Location: B2
He grinned over to his partner in crime and flexed his claws. The senshi were looking rougher and even better, the aliens who tried to get in their way wasn't looking as good either. Just as Prehnite met his eyes, his tail flicked faster as he felt a shared high in the moment. Giddy, he roared with laughter. It had been a very long time since he had a good fight in the mist of his own comrades and the enemy where everything felt on the brink of the end. Where things could be finale in a matter of seconds.
He wanted to live here, nestled between the energy and sound swarming around him like a violent male storm of clashing radiance and abyssal dark.
Flexing his claws, he spun on a heel and went into a wide series of slashes all around them.
"COME AND BLEED!" He called to them all.
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GENERATOR SURGE:+15 DMG to All Non-Allies or Attacking Aliens - I.E. If you're an Alien on the side of the Negaverse/Lyndin? You will be spared the extra dmg.
Hopefully I'm keeping all this correct. Stealing Shin's quote block.
Eternal Sailor Lepus HP: 43/100 Action: pain-peko. oh, and attacking the generator i guess Damage: 6+7+3= 16 Location: F4
Ow, oof, etc. Okay, Lepus deserved that and all, maybe, but she still considered it rather unfair, to hit her like that. It wasn't as if she hadn't had her fair share of being smacked around before, like, back when she was still around Aomori's age, but it was still unpleasant all the same. Dang, this was really going to hurt her credibility as a capable mentor, and she was going to have to do a lot of explaining to Aomori and Hokkaido's parents, depending on the outcome of things.
Etoile zapped a corrupt with her kitty star beam, and Lepus felt a surge of pride for her bonded Mauvian. So clever, so resourceful... totally wasn't just Etoile and her single braincell not dedicated to tv shows or sweets.
There was too much chaos going on all around to focus on one thing in general, but Lepus deduced that if the general was able to use the generators like that, then that meant the generators must go down. And, so, she cast her super magic at it, because, well, it was worth a shot?
Posted: Thu Oct 21, 2021 5:24 pm
Princess Ganymede HP: 133/150 Action: Talking to Ochre; asking her companions for assistance; purifying Vela. Damage: Just destroying some chaos from someone’s starseed nbd. Location: E2
There was… a lot happening.
Ganymede had to block some of it out. Lyndin, Caedus, she was aware of them behind her, more than a dozen yards away, heard what was happening through someone’s communicator, but it couldn’t matter right now. She couldn’t turn for them, couldn’t rage, could do nothing to stop what was happening.
The others would have to deal with that. Hopefully they did nothing to make the situation worse.
She had a Corrupt Senshi (Ochre) in front of her, asking for someone, baring a piece of his heart. He seemed lost, almost. Ganymede might not always trust herself, might not think she deserved the power she had, but she would not leave him to find his way on his own.
“No, I’m sorry,” she said, just like Valhalla, as kind and consoling as she could be in the face of someone who recently attacked her.
As always, she wondered if this was a trap, but he seemed so genuine, and he approached her alone, despite the strength and numbers around her. Valhalla, Kerberos, and Amsvartnir — even without her there, they would be formidable together.
“I don’t know anyone by that description,” she continued. “I haven’t seen anyone—... What you smelled was magic. If you haven’t seen her, she might not be here. I’m sorry, I don’t know what happened to her. Your people would know that better than me. She might be missing, or dead,” She didn’t wince as she said it, for it was the truth, “or—”
Ganymede nearly jumped right out of her skin when two more figures appeared before them, so quickly they could have only accomplished it via teleportation. One was clearly another Corrupt Senshi, and Ganymede stepped back, preparing herself for a fight, but the other…
She had no idea who or what the other was (Kurma).
“I’m sorry, what?” she said, looking between them. “Oh…”
A purification. In the middle of a battlefield. Of course it could be done, and she had no qualms against doing it, even if she expected it would leave her feeling drained. But it would have to be quick. Laurelite was close. Other agents were closer.
“Yes, I can help,” she said, repressing the urge to correct the stranger’s use of Your Highness with a Your Grace. That was in the past. “Kerberos, Amsvartnir, I’ll need your help keeping the area clear. There’s another Corrupt Senshi over there,” she added, motioning with a nod of her head to the one who used magic on Valhalla (Meridiana). “Val, I imagine I’ll need some extra energy when this is over.”
Ganymede eyed Ochre cautiously as she summoned her crystal, and told him, “I can help you, too.”
Then, to Vela, “You don’t have to do anything right now. Just know that this will hurt and you'll lose some of your memories. After, if you'd like to fight, we would appreciate your help taking down the generators, but you may feel tired and disoriented. It’ll pass. Just give it some time.”
It was, as always, a matter of drawing upon her magic and pushing it out, into Vela, to burn the Chaos from her starseed.
But when it was done, when the light cleared and the pained ease, Vela would be herself — the Senshi she was always meant to be.
Guine
She won't need the energy but she thinks she will.
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It's okay Ochre bb
Noir Songbird
Plz Kerb help keep peeps away
genovianprince
Sweet Squire plz offer cover
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Quoting since I assume Meri is still in range after attacking Val and would witness the purification
Transcended Knight Delphi of Polaris. HP: 100/100 Action: Moving to B2 and Attacking a Generator with her Magic Damage: 9 + 7 = 16 Location: C2 to B2.
As they had an alien in their group she heard what was happening, even if they weren't near the epicenter of the action. Freezing for a moment her focus moved to Hyperboirea. "We were betray but so was Caedus." If nothing else it seemed he'd been betray the most tonight. She couldn't do anything about that though, she was too far away, and her focus was the generator her group was headed towards. It was when she noticed Hyperborea going to unlease her magic that Delphi moved to close and sheild her eyes.
"This generator clearly needs to go down! We can't let the Commador's plan succed." Whatever it was, even if it was for the sake hof his planet. It was them or him and his planet. She might feel for them but her planet had more than enough issues going on! It did not need the Negaverse ruling it and making more trouble for the people here. She understood, sort of, what was going on. The voices coming over the aliens communicator told her enough to understand what was happening. "Caedus is a senshi, Hyperborea!" Calling out to her friend before she was able to uncover her eyes and see again.
It was nearly a minuet solid before she could open her eyes and see properly but once she could the knight of Polaris took her own staff in hand and swung at the generator. She didn't have the same magic as Hyperborea, and she needed to save it for later, so she went with brute force and beating the generator. Her weapon would deal with the damage.
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Whisler Knight of Polaris HP: 100 Action: Attacking generator in B4 Damage 5 + 7 = 12 Location: B4
Whisler smashed his weapon into the Generator again, glancing over at the altercation that was happening in the middle of this battlefield. Well...honestly, that wasn't any of his business...but his son was throwing rocks at Benitoite...and that made him grin like an absolute fool.
Lupu Knight of Saturn HP: 100 Action: Attacking generator in B4, a little worried for Adria bleeding everywhere. You ok dude? =< Damage 8 + 7 = 15 Location: B4
Damn. For once, Lupu was in agreement with Michel, not that he would ever admit it to the other Saturn Knight, but this wasn't the time to listen...this was a time for action. If they listened, for all Lupu knew, the big brick wall of an alien would withdraw all of their starseeds with that glove of his.
The very thought made him hit the Generator with a renewed passion, shuddering in distaste.
