"will try... " he said dryly.Cookie went back in the kitchen. Loora snuck in. "Can you get me a plate? I will wait outside in the hall." She whispered to Porthos.
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*slip thud* "Ooowww." Gordon sat up and looked around then rubbed his head.
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"Why thank you." She led the way to where the court refreshments were. "Have your scanner?" She asked as she poured to cups.
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The count gave an odd glare then ran the tests. "Good genetic match." He smiled. "Yes this one will do well..." He laughed. "He set aside the sample having other intentions for it. He then came back ours later with a vial and then put the sample inside it the vial began to let off smoke. "The right combination... worth a try.." He then drank it........
The next day a message was sent to Sentra that the situation had been handled and to contact him if she had need.
(he he he)
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^.- she looked over the side "why are you on the ground...?"
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The male already confirm what she suspected of the count, though she said she would she knew that it would be over her dead body. Quickly she toyed with the pen, she had a headache from all the telepathic scans down. Now to wait for her fate and the child's.
Hour past and she was called in, she looked at the Aged chieftain, "please sit." He said.
She nodded knowing it was a order. Her posture was stiff as she listened.
"Since finding out who the fsther was votes have change drastically. For now you and the child will live... your mother tribe, the Clyt have a place that will keep you safe, I think you may know of it, Try'she?"
She nodded, "yes I do... from my very vague understanding no ship can easily access it, and teleportation is out of the question. .. and it has a mysterious caretaker?"
"Indeed. You are to be transfer today." He said, his eyes then soften, " We both know the real reason why certain chieftains voted the way they did.... my Nephew is willing to use his connections to being the child to safety if need be... to be raise away from potential troubles."
She nodded, but said nothing. They were letting the child live to see if a type of Mark will be born or not, plan and simple.