Wraith studies Mither, observing the freak in his silence.
He fears us as much as he hates us, Wraith thinks to himself. I personally represent those Outsiders that he despises so... but he is loathe to remove me.
Unable to speak, Wraith tries his hardest to send Dak a simple, telepathic thought. He fears us is all he sends.
It seems to have worked, Wraith, but it is a limited way to communicate. Not to mention that you have no close bond to Dak, so it is a forceful act to send the thought and put it in his mind. It may cause headaches.
"Do not misssunderstand me," Mither says. "You will be awarded leadership posssitions for your bravery and skill. Sssuch qualities do not go unrewarded. You will be Captainsss in my militias, as Pade isss. I trussst you will be able to lead efficiently?"
"Mossst excellent!" Mither declares. "Now thossse who claim divine powersss cannot ssstand against usss as we have our own agentsss of fate. Pade, pleassse sssee to it that our guessstsss are made comfortable."
"Yes, Great Leader," Pade says.
"At once," Mither orders. "I have mattersss to attend to."
"Right away," Pade says, escorting you out of Mither's office. Once you are out, he sighs. "So, that was fun, wasn't it?"
Wraith glumly shrugs, lifting his hands up to indicate that he has no idea. He does not try to speak, knowing just hopeless it is to try and communicate.
The telepathic messages ramming into your mind are giving you a headache, Dak. You understand... something about wives, but you don't have many acquaintances whom are married, so you're not sure what the hell Wraith is telepathically yelling about. You would like him to stop, that's for sure. It is very distracting.
As it is, Wraith, you've given yourself a nosebleed and mild migraine.
Ker'Raos has no idea what is going on and just shrugs, mystified.
"Alright..." Pade says, looking back and forth between the two of you. "I can't guarantee comfort, but I can guarantee privacy. You'll be settling into the officer quarters, which are pretty spartan but nicer than sleeping on cave rock."
Okay, I want to push on with this and see where it takes us, mostly out of boredom. Maybe if I get to posting, so will Dak. Or not. We'll see.
First thing's first, Wraith will go tend to his bleeding nose in whatever serves as a hospital in this terrorist cave hidey-hole. If he can find something to write on, he'll scrawl out in Basic what is wrong with his vocal chords and show it to a field doctor and see if they have a voice box to synthesize his voice so that he can operate socially.
Then, he'll go make sure that Gremon is securely held.
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