~The Battle of the Empires~ A RP

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"That's nice," Callabine said slowly, "but I can look after myself." She started twisting some strands of hair around her fingers, something she did when she was thinking or distracted. When she was irritated she would yank on it. "You should go back to the hospital and get your chest looked at."

He smirked.  "I'll see you later."  He walked out, but did not head to the hospital.  Of course he forgot his communicator again.  He went back to his room and finished packing.  And found another shirt Then he made way for he ship yards hoping to acquire a vessel.   His Rivven had only improved a little  (buy ship?)  "Yuchui Shevat?"  He scratched his head.  I need to call Gump and have him search for those files..... crud I don't have the drat communicator!

"What do you want to buy?!" the Rivven in charge of the shipyard asked in a slightly incredulous tone.

 "I need a military grade vessel.  Weaponry and the armor is more important than speed."  Illy nodded.
The Rivven shook his head. "I'm sorry, but we do not have military ships here. You'd have to go to Commander Raine and ask, but I'll tell you now that she will say no. A lot of Starfleet ships were damaged in the battle with the Drex and the ones that are undamaged are all being used." He paused and shook his head, grinning. "And I would also recommend getting a Terrellian-Rivven dictionary, because you definitely did not ask for a ship."
 
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Kasha waited a while then climbed back over to Nostros. She was trembling as she woke him up, again staring into his eyes. He woke up and like before he smiled this time he stroked her hair and sighed in relief.... then it was like a firey rage. She jerked away but he grabbed her. "Let me sleep!" He growled at her. She started to tremor his grip was way too tight. She couldn't back away.

"Crut!" Krits was ready to barge in out of instinct.

With a flash the towering Crut grabbed Nostros' wrist and pulled Kasha away from him. She scrambled to the wall and was panting heavily.

"Give me your rage." He backed away and opened up his arms to give Nostros a clean blow. Crut was not fully pumped up.

Nostros jumped at him and began fighting. Nostros was no small Terrellian himself. The Kings line were always build large. The blows made Crut grunt, then Crut grew a bit as his own emotions took over. Then the blows were far less severe to him. Nostros attacked fiercely kicking and thrown pinches, even biting. He was like a rabid dog. It lasted about twenty minutes. Then Nostros passed out on the floor. Crut slowly picked him up and sat him on the bed in a loving manner.

Kasha couldn't help but be frantically upset. Krits and Evanna came in. Evanna ran and comforted Kahsa.

Krits placed his hand on Crut. "He damaged you that time."

"My father was deadly. If a Terrellian could tap into that on the battlefield they would be as effective as I.... well almost." Crut didn't fight Krits about the healing.

"Go back to your woman." Krits nodded. "He'll be out until morning."
 
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