~The Battle of the Empires~ A RP

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The Rivven slowly tapped his claws on his desk. "You still need to talk to Commander Raine. She has to give you clearance before you can leave the planet, and you definitely need to have clearance if you want to leave our territory, what with you being a visitor and all."

"I need the ship ready." He pulled out a card identifying who he was. "I am not a visitor, I am a politician, with the newly forming alliance between The Quadrantacle and Rivven. Any clearance I need will be approved before I depart. You think I am dumb enough to get shot at? I need to know whether or not there's a ship I can buy."
 
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The Rivven slowly tapped his claws on his desk. "You still need to talk to Commander Raine. She has to give you clearance before you can leave the planet, and you definitely need to have clearance if you want to leave our territory, what with you being a visitor and all."


"I need the ship ready."  He pulled out a card identifying who he was.  "I am not a visitor,  I am a politician, with the newly forming alliance between The Quadrantacle and Rivven.  Any clearance I need will be approved before I depart.  You think I am dumb enough to get shot at?  I need to know whether or not there's a ship I can buy." 
"Same difference. Orders are, for your safety you are not allowed to leave this planet, especially not with what is going to happen."
 
"I don't." Mork chuckled too. The he got serious again.

"I suggest you start spy filtering Admiral." Orb nodded. "We think your frequencies are compromised."

"Why?" Skench's brow furrowed, and her face reverted back to seriousness.
 
Quote: "Same difference. Orders are, for your safety you are not allowed to leave this planet, especially not with what is going to happen."
Illykran sighed. "I don't need protection. Here's for your trouble." He tossed him a ruby then left. He dumped out what was left in the bag in a bush outside, it was just nuts and bolts. He wasn't fool enough to carry around that much 'real' stuff. He needed his communicator if he had to locate an Admiral Raine. So Illy dropped off his one bag at his room and made for Callabine's.
 
Illykrans communicator had slid under Callabine's couch when he tossed it, and now started beeping profusely.

Callabine groaned and pulled it out from under the couch.



There were several messages from Gump.


1- Where are you?


2- No ones seen you.  Turn on you stinking comm you old goat.


3-  Narks bee healed by Prince Zepher, they still want to know you are coming


4- I still have heard no word if my family's okay.


5- Checked with Anubis have your files, what the heck are they doing here!  I checked the hospital twice common,  You are being irresponsible.


6-  Don't make me sick the mare on you!


7- The ambassadors replacement is at the border, get your tail in gear and put on your best.  They sent King Fejorn!  We're going to war against the Drex an a few weeks.  He's going to wrap up what Velorra was supposed to do.  Illkran if you're dead I kill you in the afterlife... ok I can't do that but I will.... I don't know answer your comm!


(Fejorn is the Centaurian King)

Callabine sent a message back. 'The mare' sicked herself on Illykran. And before you ask, I have no idea where he is. If you need to talk to him so bad then actually go and look for him instead sending messages to the communicator that he left in my apartment.

Gump nearly fell over when he heard a reply come through.  He was changing to greet King Fejorn.  He read it and then face palmed.  "You need to be there to he is your king as well... and what the heck was Illy doing in your apartment? Never mind. I have been looking for him, and Anubis wouldn't cough up your address, I have no idea where you place is.  Illy answers to no one but a King.  He's a Regional Governor on Centauria.  He only guarded Vellora as a favor since the Drex kept attacking the ambassadors.  He's trying to get home, but if he ticks off Fejorn....  Lets just say he has a lot of responsibility."   
"Unfortunately, I won't be able to greet King Fejorn when he arrives. Raine has just called me up to Base and I can't postpone it. And Illykran deserves getting Fejorn ticked off at him." Callabine glanced at a clock. "I have to go now. I will leave his communicator for you to pick up in Base."
 
Quote: "Unfortunately, I won't be able to greet King Fejorn when he arrives. Raine has just called me up to Base and I can't postpone it. And Illykran deserves getting Fejorn ticked off at him." Callabine glanced at a clock. "I have to go now. I will leave his communicator for you to pick up in Base."
"Callabine you are a member of the Centaurian fleet under command of Admiral Nark, Illykran has been asked to cover as his replacement... you need to clear it with him first. Or are you defecting?"
 
Callabine trotted up to the Air and Starfleet Armed Forces Headquarters. She climbed the stairs and handed Illykran's communicator to a secretary. "There will be either a Terrellian or a Centaurian here to pick this up shortly." Then she walked down the hall and went into Raine's office. (Little plot twist here. :somad <--- Evil laugh)
 
"If they look like you they can easily hide amongst you. I just recommend for precautionary reasons." Orb stood very still and erect.

Skench nodded gravely.
 
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