[had to add this part because I'm on a roll.]<br/>an hour later.<br/>nothing..........<br/>For Avelo everything went white.... broken... fragmented... his mind floated in empty limbo. he could die like any person, even if they could bring him back. But brain damage... brain damage meant loss of persionality loss of memory.<br/><br/>Avelo woke up in a coffen of steel, he pushed the lid off "agh... what the hell... that fucking hurt..." his first thought was of his consort, not war, not victory, it was her. somehow... he felt diffrent. he'd never swore before. The techpriests buzzed around and the high navigator rushed to is side. "Sir... M'lord" "Where's Sharra" he began to get up "she's in your quarters as always please stay down full muscle reconstruction is not complete" "what am I missing" he sat up in the coffin. "well you do not have the ambrosia injections, you have 26% less muscle 23% less intigration with the info web"<br/><br/>He shook his head and looked in the glass smooth floor, looking himself over "my appearance..." he smiled looking himself over "hmmmm... looks more diplomatic, less intimidating. keep the ambrosia for now, the injections" he wiggled his toes for the first time "hmmm... humanlike feet no more hoofnails..." he grabbed a medical robe and went to see Sharra.<br/>She huged him and kissed him tender embracing he held her close to himself. but their reunion was cut short. "Sir... would you like to contact the other diplomats?" came the laud hailer. "yes, patch me through to john. oh and schedule a sparing match with Templar Lutenent Renna"