<strong>NPCs:</strong>Fera Lacres<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Fera's Office<br/><strong>Tags:</strong>None<br/><hr/>Not long after Stephen and Veyle had left her she turned towards her door with a heavy sigh. It would be a hard time trying to shape this motley crew into something more fitting of her ambitions. Opening it she stepped over the tripwire and picked up the cake from its contraption. If Callius could put this kind of effort into a prank she certainly hoped he was good enough for this mission. Turning around she walked into her office again.<br/><br/><hr/><strong>NPCs: Cato Lacres</strong><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Medical Wing<br/><strong>Tags:</strong>Iliarya<br/><hr/>Cato listened to Iliarya's little speech and leaned on his elbows. For a moment he looked exhausted, as if the thought of the whole ordeal was getting him tired already. While he appreciated her concern he wasn't too sold about giving up his comfort. Even so, he didn't feel as cornered this time. For some reason he felt more okay with her methods. For some reason he almost felt like he actually wanted to get clean this time. Standing up he gave her a curt nod.<br/><br/>"Very well. I shall cooperate. But your little psych-evaluation will be on my conditions. It stops when I say so. Otherwise you are free to do as you wish."<br/><br/>He turned towards the door, the note on his back showing to her for a moment before he turned back. "Thanks Doc. Do send me a message with the time and place for the first... meeting." With that he left, note and all. Not that anyone in their right mind would heed it, but it was sure to put a dent in the wall of his quarters that evening.<br/><br/><hr/><strong>NPCs:</strong>Fera Lacres<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Shuttle heading for the starship Xotlendi.<br/><strong>Tags:</strong>Raven, Alice, Callius and Iliarya<br/><hr/>Warengions. Fera almost wanted to put a bullet through her head as she thought about the vicious creatures. The serpents of the void were nomadic, like the Quarians, but unlike them they had earned a greater level of respect and distrust among the stars. They were expert diplomats, spies and assassins. Not to mention they were 40 foot long four-eyed snakes with teeth that would make anyone phobic of needles. Out of it all it was the diplomat-point that made her so troubled about the visit. Every time she had visited a Warengion vessel she had come out of it feeling like she had been snuffed of something important. That was usually her thing to do towards others in a diplomatic meeting.<br/><br/>She eyed the others in the shuttle. Out of them Raven had actually visited the very same vessel ten years earlier on her mission to bring down Casca Corvinus. That time the visit had ended badly. Something had happened that had made them less than popular among the ship's populace. Alice' adoptive mother had been on the ship as well and her synthetic limbs was a clear indication of Warengion cyber-surgery. But in this case it was not made by a serpent. How Rebecca Hackett had learned how to perform the incredible art-form that was Warengion surgery she had no idea, but it was certainly impressive. As the shuttle docked she sighed, something that had become a staple of her very being since this mission began. Rising she nodded to the others and stepped out of the shuttle into the dark halls of the Xotlendi's hangars. They were immediately met byt two of the serpent-creatures, their webbed spines flared and teeth bared, scales rattling towards them in two thick coils of raw muscle.<br/><br/>"You should know better, Fera the Reader of Lacres!" one of them hissed sharply, all four eyes narrowing on Raven. "The Defilers are not welcome here. Raven of Hart is not allowed on board!"<br/><br/>"Please, Kersh of Wrakki, spare me your spit and bile." Fera scoffed and waved away his protests. "You know as well as I do that there is no way you will hold me back.<strong>Right</strong>?" The last word seemed to make the aggressive serpent squint in discomfort as he hissed out a growl.<br/><br/>"Not even the Matriarch will agree to..."<br/><br/>"Take me to her."<br/><br/>It looked as if the serpent was bringing up his whole being to refuse her. "No, I am to take you to Akkhan the Sha..."<br/><br/>"<strong>Now</strong>."<br/><br/>The other serpent cowered before his word and Kersh seemed to submit. "My most humble apologies, Fera the Reader of Lacres." the other serpent started "The Matriarch has not forgiven the Defilers and we cannot expose her to its presence."<br/><br/>"Akkhan has not forgiven them, you mean?" She looked back at the others. In a way she felt sorry for them. Anyone but Raven was probably very confused by the whole exchange, and even she was probably out of her depths at the moment. "I call upon the Laws of the Qa'pash for Raven of Hart's stay. She is my servant and I will not be insulted by your refusal to show her the hospitality that I deserve."