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*Nana hadn't been aware of the ship in the sky, the Cradle. But this man, Tegral had been one of those who saught to destroy her home and way of life not that long ago. It was amazing they could stand there now, in a peaceful situation, at least for now. No doubt several things were running through Nana's mind right then, she was snapped back to reality when the admiral asked her a question; her relationship to Mastema*

Hnn~ Ah-- y-yes... I am.

*Perhaps it was true what they say, "Opposites attract", or so it appeared in the case of Mastema and Nana. The man the region knew as cold, destructive, and 'evil' had a wife that was warm, couldn't hurt a fly, and seemed anything but 'evil'. It was a wonder where Mastema had found her, let alone how the two had gotten together. Perhaps though it was for the better, since Nana had appeared most agressiveness from the Citadel had stopped, and they had changed from that agressiveness to a more defensive stance. But one woman wasn't enough to do all that surely? Being uncertain however, it was no surprise that Tegral was scanning the woman. To cause that kind of change there had to be a reason. The scans probably wouldn't show Tegral everything he wanted to know but a few things for sure. For Nana's height she seemed well proportioned weight wise. From head to toe not including her hair, Nana stood at 6"1, a tall woman. Surprisingly the woman did have some muscle, though she didn't look it Nana did play some sports. There didn't appear to be much for calasses so she was no fighter. In ways of energy scans they might be a little inconclusive, partially because of the way Nana was put together though there wouldn't be no info at all. A constant pulse of energy would likely be detected, that would have been Nana's core, though its location would be indetermined. Nana did use magic, and taught her children aswell. What that would show up as on Tegral's scans only he could tell. If Tegral did have to face Nana in single combat, offensively he would of course have the advantage, Nana had no more than extremely basic hand to hand combat skills. Defensively Nana could likely hold her own, that too was built into her. As a Witness she had to protect the knowledge she gained on her missions until it could be passed on, at all costs. For that reason, her ability to defend herself was made to be top notch*

There was no shortness of tension in this place, and it was getting thicker by the minute. Both Ka'rinth and Thanatos had had their say, and Kah also had something to say about it. True enough, there was a lot of power in the temple right now, and a fragile peace brought on if only out of curiosity as to whom the host was. Still, at least most seemed kind enough to leave their weapons at the door, or deactivate them. Once they stepped through the door their weapons would be deactivated for certain, this included Kah's drive cannon. Now back to Ka'rinth and Thanatos. Removing Thanatos from this two foot zone around Ka'rinth would help elevate the boy's arm twitch. If they stayed at least two or three meters appart for the duration of the party, they should be fine. It was true thought that Ka'rinth had an advantage over others at the party with his ability to disrupt scans and imaging devices. If he felt the need to conceil himself so badly there may not be a reason for him to be at the party. No one was going to take his picture or scan him, he didn't need to disrupt anything with his electromagnetic fields. The party was meant to be peaceful, if he didn't feel safe at all he should go elsewhere, where he would feel at ease. Baptistain's head would spin a little at the speech, "she said he said", considering Thanatos was clearly male. What a headache, and The Count had not even appeared yet and already the guests could not fully contain their-- enthusiasm? The boy did bring up a good point however, could someone who is able to conceal anything on his person be allowed to remain in the public gathering space? Ka'rinth had said he himself was a weapon, and would curb himself while inside. Now however there was a small altrication taking place. If too much of a scene was made, both would be asked to take it outside, if only so the rest of the guests could enjoy themselves. At the moment Thanatos and Ka'rinth were the main attraction. "Mr. Ka'rinth, I think it would be a good idea to take you up on that alternate form, if only to to calm this boy's nerves. Just the same, Lord Thanatos it would be a good idea if you did not get to close to this man, if his-- field is agitating your arm. I checked Mr. Ka'rinth at the door, he should have nothin' on him. Is that fine with you Lord Thanatos?"

"Please don't call me Lord; I have a computer at home that calls me that all the time if I need an ego boost. Just the same, I detest the idea of being a hero," Than sent the last comment toward Kah. Clearly being mechanized hadn't rid her of the troubles so many women Than had met seemed to have. Than also couldn't help but laugh at how Kah had lost track of her own argument after two sentences. Jumping from a room full of power houses to Ka'rinth's electro field hadn't worked out well for the girl.

"If I were sure that I was the only one affected by his field then I would have said nothing. The interference with my arm is minimal, since as he said the intensity is relatively low so long as he doesn't get angered, which I have to say is fairly easy from what I observe. By his own admission, he does have an electric field surrounding him. I'm not an expert, but it's very uncommon for anyone to be able to have full control over what such a fundamental force like an electric field has. This is further jeopardized by the fact that his emotions apparently have influence over its range and potential energy. So, despite the danger and unpredictability of an emotion influenced field, we should have no worries if he can contain himself. However, that's where my friend here has provided for my argument," Than gestured his arm to Kah, wondering as he spoke just how infuriated this woman could get if he turned her argument to his favor. "We have, in this one room, amounts of power almost insurmountable to any one of us here. We also know that all of these powers have at some point been in conflict, and the grudges and feelings of such conflict is still very strong, as also demonstrated by this lady's extreme dislike of me because of my family heritage, even though, I should note, I have never once met her. To exemplify my point, we'd essentially be leaving a set of dry matches over a furiously burning flame, albeit a contained one. You've already seen several instances that support the idea, including myself if you want to view this flatly as a personal tiff, that there will be altercations between attendees. My point, if this man's irritability affects how this field works, can we afford to let it remain in a room of people who need no immediate reason, personal or remote, to lunge at one another's necks?" The way Thanatos spoke his argument wouldn't come off with an arrogant tone. They were words spoken from someone who believed there was an unresolved point and earnestly wanted to know the final say on the matter. The resolution could very well shape the manner in which all party attendees could be allowed to interact.

Barring Ka'rinth's melo-dramatic transformation which was mostly useless, at least something was achieved by the man changing forms. The field was contained, so its immediate danger was averted for the moment, but it still didn't address the point Than had made in his last argument. Still, that wasn't Than's concern; it was Baptistian's. "Altruistic? Please, get your idealogies right before you accuse me of them, especially the self defeating ones. I'm not doing this for 'the good of everyone' in the way that altruism would make it out; regardless, I don't intend this to be a debate of rookie philosophy." He snorted slightly, "remove all the possible aggressors and there will be nothing left of the party. However, with your field contained for now, there isn't immediate danger to worry about." Than then turned to Baptistian. "As long as the field is containing in his skin, there isn't a significant risk of it going out of his control. It may still conceal anything in his body, however, though I doubt even he would go so far as to conceal weapons actually within him that aren't natural. So it's really your call whether or not there's too much risk of the field still hiding something. Thank you kindly for your time in moderating this situation, regardless. See you around." Without a word to Ka'rinth, Than would turn and start making his way back to the food bar; the talking made him a little thirsty. In fact, he was a little too caught between his thirst and discontent with how long it'd taken to resolve the matter to notice that he was about to run into someone until the last minute. Turning his body and hopping on one foot twice, Than avoided colliding with Bell. "Pardon me, Miss; my mistake." Than nodded in her general direction, apologetically and not knowing who she was, before resuming his course to the drinks.

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"No really, what the hell did you do to him?" Twilight watched the manner in which Than handled the feud, and found it to be much more frontal and aggressive than how he remembered Than. Twi would have expected the boy to resolve the case by pleading more than asserting.

"I have not really done a thing," Mastema responded, his back turned to Twi but knowing full well what Twi was referring to. "You might call this his own little social experiment. I'm sure he doesn't mean to make a scene, but a little stirring is probably the best way to get information in his view." Mastema took another sip of his drink. He was keeping his casual attention on Tegral, which was a way for him to half ignore Twilight. If Tegral got too lacking in tact, then Mastema would have to help Nana find someone else to talk to who had more of a way with words than Tegral. So far, everyone else in the party seemed to fit that bill except Tegral's own incompetent subordinates.

*Bell makes a small yelp of protest, and her white gown swirls around her feet as she sighs putting a hand to her chest. She, very much unlike her mother, had never enjoyed being close with a man, even the slightest of bumps made her fearful of revealing her secret. Grumbling slightly she huffs in her usual haughty manor and trots after the man, keeping a comfortable distance.* Excuse me is right! If you had bumped me with these heels on I’d be more worried for your safety!

"Ah... right then." Baptistain could only scratch at the back of his head as the 'ordeal' finished. Thanatos had gone elsewhere, Ka'rinth had changed and all was-- well again? With that done, Baptistain would begin to head back to Bertuicco at the front doors. No one new had entered yet in the time Baptistain had been summoned into the party scene. All in all it had been a rather active first twenty or thirty minutes, and now was about the time for the host to appear. From down the coridor at the top ballcony soft footsteps would pace the hall nearing the party goers, they of course belonged to The Count and his lovely doll Haydée. They would make their grand entrace shortly, and to announce their arrival the music began to change. Three large looking drummers would take front stage and began to herald The Count's nearing. Hopefully Griffin was nearly done with his phone call.

KB would drift from the door, nodding to the doorman as he made his way towards the grand revealing. He was curious, though he remained somewhat off to the side. It would be a treat to meet the person who had so lavishly offered such fun and entertainment, as well as a chance to see old faces. Surely things would go along smoothly now that some of the minor regulations had been settled.

*Hearing the drums start up, Nana would turn her gaze towards the players, it was sudden and a nice break from the strange conversation she was in. It was far different from the music that had been playing so something must have been going on, or rather was about to happen. In this case, it was letting everyone know that the host was about to make his entrance. Nana's cup of punch remained clutched in hand untouched, she really must have been nervous*

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