Nefeit's startled look flashed towards Jon as a look of confusion crossed his face. Her face paled as Jon took a step in her direction as he tried to work out what was going on.
"I..." Nefeit said.
Mark shook her violently as he said, "I asked you a question. Who are you talking too?"
"Nefeit answer the question," Jon said.
"I was..." Nefeit said. She stopped as she sensed the disappointment in Jon's voice. Tears started to fill her eyes as she knew what Jon was thinking.
"Guards!" Mark said as he snatched the com unit from Nefeit. "I'll deal with you later."
Two marines came in and saluted.
"Mark," Jon said. "Let her explain, we still don't know what she was doing."
"Iwassendingtroopstoassistatthefighter," Nefeit said. She said it so fast it was all one word and it took a second for Jon to realize what she had said.
"Troops?" Mark said. He blinked his eyes in confusion.
A small grin crept up on Jon's face as he realized he had another Deatra on his hands and in a way he liked that.
"Yes," Nefeit said. "Ijazida troops to be exact. They're our people's elite shock troops. Heavily armored in special combat suits, we use them in situations such as these."
"That is my call to make," Mark said. "I'm the military commander here on Euthara and I don't like people over stepping me."
Nefeit looked up at Mark as she spoke, "I realize you don't know me very well and I don't know you very well. However, I'm Jon's wife and in my culture that makes me his voice."
"That's not how it works ... Owww," Mark said. He stopped short as pain flared in the hand that was grasping Nefeit.
Jon had turn and began issuing orders to the troops at the site of the downed fighter. He decided to let Mark and Nefeit work things out on their own. He still had a small smile across his face as he waved the two marines out of the room. They both bowed and left the room.
"It is how it works," Nefeit said. She had marks hand in her other hand and was twisting in slightly. "I have led over fifty campaigns in my life time that makes me qualified to make my own choices when it come to my people. You are all now my people and I take that very seriously."
"You have no right," Mark said as he twisted his hand in enough of a move to free himself from her grasp.
"I have all the right," Nefeit said as she released his hand and snatched her com unit from his other hand. "My troops, my choice." She raised the com unit and spoke, "Deploy the troops now to target location. They will take orders from the ground commander there on scene and from Captain Anders in the command center. Once they are recalled they will be on station planet side until future notice."
Mark's jaw dropped and Jon's smile widened.
"One more thing Captain," Nefeit said. "You ever touch me without my consent or orders from Jon you will be sorry. Contact like that with someone in my position is considered a crime. You don't want to know what the punishment is."
"You're a part of the ADF and we do things a bit differently here," Mark said. "Jon's safety and everyone else's here is my first priority you interfere with that and I'll have you thrown in the brig with or without Jon's permission."
"You both can stop measuring now," Jon said. "You're both right and wrong. Mark, like it or not she is in a position of authority and I have no problems with that as she is from a warrior race. You might even learn a thing or two from her and her people. Nefeit, Mark is my security chief and in command of all my forces and he has final say on military matters."
"But," Nefeit said, but stopped when Jon held his hand up.
"However, your position allows you certain leeway and he'll have to deal with that in his own way," Jon said. "I hope that's understood by both of you."
The both nodded and Nefeit took up her position next to Jon as Mark stepped up to the end of the small table. He was still rubbing his hand as he turned his gaze down towards the table.
"Sir, Terri's fighter is lifting off and returning home," one of the officers said. "It's taking heavy fire from the Eutharan forces."
"Have our troops lay down heavy covering fire," Mark said.
"In bound unknown ship," another officer said. "They've taken up position below the fighter and seem to be deploying troops."
"On screen," Jon said.
An image of a very large black shuttle filled the screen. Troops could be seen dropping to the ground under it without any type of repelling gear. As the struck the ground the impact made small clouds of dust. The hull on the shuttle shimmered as it blocked the ground fire from the Eutharan troops.
"Those are my shock troops," Nefeit said. "This battle will be over soon."
Large shapes began to fall from under the shuttle, their impacts creating a dust cloud obscuring them from view.
"What the hell are those?" Mark said.
"Anti-Grav tanks and other assorted support vehicles," Nefeit said.
"How many troops?" Jon said as the rain of bodies continued.
"I ordered a small deployment," Nefeit said. "That is about six hundred troops and supplies."
"Holy shit," Mark said. "That's a small army."
"That is half the special forces on my ship," Nefeit said. "When the Narissis and Ossata arrive they will have four times those troops and an additional five thousand regular each." Nefeit was smiling now as she knew Jon might need the troops. It was the reason she had those ships deployed here moments after Deatra's departure. "The Randasu and Brijas are on their way to support Ghost Station. They're carrying mostly support personnel although they have about half as many troops."
"And you were going to tell me when?" Jon said.
"I was going to tell you right after I deployed the ships," Nefeit said. "But, this happened and I didn't get the chance."
"So, you took it upon yourself to decide where to place the ships and troops?" Mark said.
"Well, you need support personnel at the station and the extra security couldn't hurt," Nefeit said. "I thought you would need the smaller force of troops here."
"Thanks," Jon said. "How about next time you let me know though."
"Wait smaller force?" Mark said. "Just how many troops can you field?"
"Currently?" Nefeit said.
"Uh, yeah," Mark said.
"Well," Nefeit said. "I would have to say just shy of two hundred thousand shock troops and seven hundred thousand normal troops. That includes air forces and all equipment. Now that we're in the ADF I can step that up and multiply those forces by half again."
"Mother of God," Mark said.
"How many ships can you field?" Jon said.
"Home fleet is about ten ships carrier class down and ships abroad is what I just mentioned including my vessel," Nefeit said. "That is one area we're hurting in. We have the crews for more vessels but most of our fleet was destroyed by an unknown force while they were on deployment. My people aren't ship builders, however we've been slowly replacing the ships we have lost. It's a long process as we build them on one of our moons and launch them into space. It's not as fast as a having an orbital ship yard, something we're working on. We're learning from trial and error as we do things."
"I find it a bit strange that you don't have your own ship yards," Jon said. Jon was still watching as the battle slowly came to a halt as the Eutharan troops began to surrender. The screen switched to a Drovasian male in heavy armor. He saluted once he realized the connection was live.
"My queen," he said as he knelt and bowed his head.
"How dare you!" Nefeit said.
The man looked up eyes wide as stunned silence filled the command center.
"You know better than that," Nefeit said. "I'll not put up with breaking of customs from anyone. You're relived of your command and will report to me directly when you return."
"My Queen?" the man stood up and bowed. He left the view of the camera as Drovasian female took his place and saluted and knelt head bowed.
"My King," she said. She rotated slightly and spoke again. "My Queen, may the Gods protect you and your family."
"That's better," Nefeit said. She motioned to Jon.
Jon blinked once as he regained his thoughts. "Where is Lieutenant Jalash?" Jon said.
"He's dead Sire," the female said. "He was too far gone when the Med-techs got to him." She flashed a brief smile as her eye lost contact with Jon for a brief moment.
Jon frowned as he spoke, "Something funny ... I'm sorry I don't' know your name or rank."
"Lieutenant Eaowu Sire," Eaowu said. "No, nothing is funny."
Jon glanced back at Mark who was standing there his mouth open and eyes wide. Jon gave the bottom of Mark's jaw a nudge with his elbow as he said, "Might want to close that before a fly flies in."
Mark blinked and shook his head. "Sorry," Mark said as his face colored slightly.
"You know it's not nice to stare," Nefeit said.
"Sorry," Mark said his face reddening even more.
"Now that you have stared at her you're bound by our customs to take her out on a date," Nefeit said.
"Custom?" Eaowu said, but Nefeit cut her off by raising her hand.
"I uh," Mark said.
"Do you want to insult her?" Nefeit said.
"No," Mark said. "But, a date? I don't even know her."
"What better way of getting to know her?" Nefeit said. "Do you not like her? Do you think she's not pretty?"
"She's beautiful," Mark said.
"So, what's the problem?" Nefeit said.
"Nothing," Mark said. "If she would like to go on a date I'd be happy to take her out."
"Fine it's a date," Nefeit said.
"She doesn't get any say? What if she doesn't want to go out with me?" Mark said.
"Ask her you oaf," Jon said.
"Eaowu, would you like to have dinner with me?" Mark said.
Eaowu smiled and blushed a bit as she said, "Of course I would."
"Fine, congrats you two, now can we get on with the report?" Jon said.
"Sire, the Princess' fighter is in route back to you under its own power," Eaowu said. "Princess Hunter however is not in it and nowhere to be found. The Eutharan troops have surrender and we currently have a head count of thirty soldiers. Only losses on our side were the Lieutenant and six other soldiers."
"Recall all troops and allow the Eutharan troops to go free, minus their weapons," Jon said. "Bring their wounded back here for treatment. Tell the current Eutharan commander that they will be released as soon as the doctor approves or they can set something up through Captain Anders to have them picked up and moved to their own hospitals."
"Are you sure that's wise?" Mark said. "We'll just end up fighting the same men again."
"They have families and I'm not going to keep them from their loved ones," Jon said. "I'm sad we have any losses and I wish this could have been avoided. I want more scouting parties sent out and I want my sister found and brought back here alive. Double them if you have to, hell triple them. Do whatever it takes. I'm going back to the house."
Jon wanted to rush out and search for Terri himself. But, he knew that was impossible and Deatra not here was making him a bit edgy. Admiral Gabriel had arrived and was waiting for him in the house. Jon had been putting that off as he didn't really want to deal with it. Now that Terri was missing he wasn't sure he wanted to deal with it at all.
"That was pretty sneaky," Jon said as Nefeit and him walked back towards the house.
"What are you talking about?" Nefeit said as she smiled.
"You know what I'm talking about," Jon said. "Mark and Eaowu, pretty slick how you handled it."
"I know her, she's never chosen a mate and it was getting to the time I would have to assign her one," Nefeit said. "Mark on the other hand just needs to get laid. He's way to up tight."
Jon busted out laughing.
"I'm serious," Nefeit said. "I bet ever since this thing has started all he's been doing it working. I'll bet he doesn't have a girlfriend or wife and all he does is work and sleep."
"That's Mark," Jon said.
"They will make a good pair," Nefeit said.
"You say that like they're getting married," Jon said.
"Yup, they're going to," Nefeit said. "I've seen that look before, love at first sight."
"Maybe," Jon said. "It would do Mark good that's for sure."
Jon and Nefeit stopped short as a young ensign ran up and saluted them as he spoke, "Sir, the Atlantis and Titan are reporting they're under attack from unknown vessels."
Jon took off at a sprint towards the house followed closely by Nefeit, she was already talking to her com unit. As Jon entered the living room he noticed the Duke seated watching the screen hovering over the coffee table.
"No, I'm ordering you to help the Atlantis and Titan out Captain," Andara said. "I don't care what the orders from the Royal Court are. The Titan is one of our ships and we have a responsibility to protect those Eutharan on it. Doing that means you have to help the Atlantis."
"I'm sorry Sir," the male on the screen said. "I have my orders." The screen went blank and Andara growled he wasn't used to not being listened too.
Jon reached out like he was grabbing the screen and flicked it towards the larger screen on the wall. Upper right corner showed it was a camera from the station in orbit. The Titan was in a bad way and leaking atmosphere badly from multiple points on its hull. The Atlantis was trying to shield the Titan from most of the incoming fire. Jon immediately recognized Invaru vessels mixed in with the ships. However, they were firing on the other ships and seemed to be protecting the Atlantis and Titan.
Jon opened a connection to the Atlantis, Titan and Scythe as he watched the battle playing out. On the Atlantis' bridge Carla was standing next to Atlantis as she gave out orders.
"Shields at thirty five percent. Another hit like that and we'll lose them," someone on the Atlantis said. "The Titan has lost her shield again and reports they may not be able to get them back up this time."
"Bring us about and put us between the Titan and the enemy vessels," Carla said. "Have the Titan and Scythe jump to alpha rally."
The bridge on the Titan was filled with smoke as Gilas gave out orders to jump. He had a light cut above one of his eyes as sparks flared from conduits hanging behind him. "Recall all fighters," Gilas said. "Bring us about and jump as soon as possible. Order all remaining fighters to land at the Eutharan base."
On the screen a beam lanced out hitting the Atlantis and leaving a gouge in her hull one quarter the length of it. Atmosphere began streaming out and small eruptions and sparks filled the gap.
"Shields are gone," Atlantis said. "Major damage to alpha landing bay and decks twenty one and twenty two, sections five through ten."
"Bring us about and prepare to jump," Carla said. "Signal all friendly forces we're preparing to leave. Atlantis contact Tatiana and Zadra for damage reports and status on jumping out."
The enemy ships were of a kind he had never seen. They seemed to be made of a type of crystal material that was pitch black and seems to pull light in. Where ever the Atlantis' weapons hit the hull it glowed for a few seconds. When it finally dimmed the hull was unscathed as most as if the energy from the weapon was absorbed.
"Jon," Nefeit said. "The Drasian is in route from the other side of the planet. She's ten minutes out and the Desmodi is currently undocking and will be able to assist in two minutes."
"What the hell are those," Jon said. "I don't ever remember seeing anything in any database that mentioned ships such as these. Mike can you hear me?"
"I'm here," Mike said. "We're cycling up the stations weapons now."
Jon's eyes jumped to the view on the Atlantis' deck as someone spoke. "We're not going to make the jump. One of the enemy ships is preparing to fire."
Jon hadn't seen when it happened but Vaes was slumped over in his chair with blood running down the side of his head. Zadra had assumed command and was issuing orders in him place. That told Jon that most of the bridge crew was dead or disabled, it was the only way an AI would take command.
"Bringing us about on an intercept course," Zadra said. "Rerouting all remaining power to shields and engines."
The Scythe slipped in between the Atlantis and one of the alien ships. A beam lanced out from the alien ship and struck the Scythe mid ship and sliced through the hull as if it was cutting through hot butter. The lights on the Scythe blinked several times and finally faded as she started to tumble slowly in space debris and atmosphere leaving a small trail that dissipated quickly.
Zadra screamed as the feed was suddenly cut off.
"Bring us about and prepare to render assistance to the Scythe," Carla and Gilas both said at the same time.
"Yes that one," Mike said. "Fire!"
Across the screen four large beams lanced out and struck one of the black ships. The ship began to glow with the intensity of a small sun. A beam suddenly erupted from the black ship catching one of the Invaru vessels which disintegrated into nothing.
Jon gasped as he watched the black ship continue its attack as if nothing happened. "No recall our ships get them out of here. We can't win here, Mike stop firing on those ships," Jon said. He reached down and opened a universal com channel. "All vessels this is Captain Hunter I'm ordering you to retreat from the field and move to alpha rally. Commander Taldage relay those coordinated to the Invaru ships. I'm instructing all vessels to cease firing on the unknown ships."
He had kept quiet up to this point as to not interfere with what was happening. But, now things were bad enough that he saw the need to give orders.
Seconds later no other ships were on the field except the black vessels. They disappeared in what looked like a fold event. The only thing left on the screen was the heavily damaged Scythe tumbling in space.
"Mike, secure the Scythe and begin rescue operations," Jon said. "I want an estimate on the time frame for repairs to all ships. If the Invaru need assistance include those times too."
"Roger," Mike said.
"Nefeit," Jon said. "Have the Desmodi and the Drasian rendezvous with the fleet to render assistance. Duke Andara, I thank you for your attempt to get your people to respond."
Andara shrugged as he spoke, "I didn't do it for you, I was doing it for the Titan and her crew."
"Fair enough," Jon said. "Thanks anyway. Oojoung escort the Duke to his room. He's to stay there until I call him, post guards in the corridors."
Oojoung grinned at Andara as he said, "Yes sir, will be Oojoung's pleasure."
"Commander Taldage, are you there?" Jon said.
"We're here," Carla said.
"If you see any sign of the enemy ships you're to jump immediately to Ghost Station," Jon said. "Have all ships on standby for emergency jump."
"Yes Sir," Carla said.
"How bad is it?" Jon said.
"We have multiple breeches across most decks," Carla said. "The last hit was the worst. It hit the secondary bridge. We don't know if anyone is still alive and we're working on getting there. Containment screens seem to be holding as well as life support and main power. It was if every hit we took sucked power from the main shields. Engineering was reporting massive drains on power every time one of the beams struck us. Our Weapons seemed to have no effect on them."
"I want those engineering reports sent to Brad and Mike," Jon said.
"Atlantis?" Carla said.
"Transmitting the reports now," Atlantis said.
"Where did they come from?" Jon said.
"They just appeared," Gilas said. "The Titan has minor damage to a few decks and the shields are out. Engineering is reporting shields will be back online within the hour. Our casualties are light and we're still operational."
"Yeah," Carla said. "One moment it was quiet and the next all we knew is we were taking fire. The Invaru ships moved in and assisted us after they signaled their intentions."
"Atlantis, get me the commander of the Invaru fleet," Jon said. He sat back down and pulled the screen back to the coffee table. Nefeit sat down next to him as she listened.
Andie appeared on another as she opened a com link, "Jon, I'm on the station and as far as the medical facilities here, I can take wounded. I'll pull people from the ships to temporarily man the wards here."
"Do it," Jon said. "Mike, your priorities are the medical systems on the station and then defenses and offensive systems. Pull people from Ghost Station priority one transport to get these ships back up to speed."
"Sa'oliq's people are already lending a hand and the Scythe is in bound under tow," Mike said. "We're cutting into the bridge as they're moving. Zadra's main core too some damage but nothing major. I'm going to wait until most of the repairs are done before I bring her back online so she's not traumatized by the damage to her ship. Vaes is trapped on the bridge and is responsive; he's reporting that most of the bridge crew is dead. Other than that I'll have to wait til she's in port to get a true assessment of her damages and crew."
"Ok, get me the report as soon as possible," Jon said. "Pull any equipment you need from the Atlantis and Titan stocks and I want that station fully operation in two days."
"Two days?" Mike said. "Jon that's..."
"I don't care pull all the people you need from wherever you can get them," Jon said. "I want that station fully operational in two days. You can upgrade systems once it's online and fully operational. The only exception is if Andie needs something."
Mike ran his hand through his hair and let out a heavy breath. "Alright, we're on it," He said.
"Thanks," Jon said. Mike and Andie disappeared from the screen. Jon looked back at Mark as he walked in and opened his mouth to speak.
"Already done," Mark said. "I've dispatched troops and all techs to the station. They're on their way now. Two squadrons of fighters and some of the Drovasian shock troops. I also sent Andie all but a hand full of the medical techs with equipment."
"Thanks," Jon said.
"No problem, I was here for most of the battle," Mark said. "I've intensified the ground patrols and tripled the scouts looking for your sister. I'll find her, I promise you that."
"Thanks Mark I don't know what I would do without any of you," Jon said.
"Survive and carry on," Mark said.
"Maybe," Jon said. "Maybe not."
Nefeit squeezed Jon's hand as she took it in to her own and gave him a brief smile as she spoke, "You're a strong man and have been through a lot. You're lucky to be surrounded by so many strong people."
Jon started to respond but a beep alerted him to the call coming through. Bill's face popped up on the screen. He was standing on the bridge of the Earth's Revenge his girlfriend and second in command, Kelly Martin, was standing just behind him. Bill saluted Jon once the connection was fully established.
"Bill?" Jon said.
"Jon, we're inbound with extra personnel and equipment," Bill said. "We're just now leaving port and will reach you in about twelve hours."
"Twelve hours?" Jon said. "It's a two day trip."
"Twelve hours," Bill said.
"Impossible," Jon said.
"I don't have time to explain," Bill said. "I'll do that once we arrive. We're about to make our first jump and it will shut down the com systems. I just wanted you to know we're on our way."
"That was fast," Jon said.
"Twenty minutes from the call from Atlantis requesting assistance and personnel the ship was loaded and we had so many people wanting to go we had to turn some of them down," Bill said. "As it is now we're over capacity, so it's a bit cramped."
"Amazing," Jon said.
"Well, we're still doing some of the refits while in route," Bill said. "But, my ship is pretty close to ready. Sorry Jon but I have to go we're making our first jump. See you in twelve hours."
"Take care and be careful," Jon said.
Bill faded from the screen as a young looking Invaru appeared on a separate com screen next to the others. He looked up at Jon as he spoke, "Lieutenant Biqie at your service Captain Hunter."
Jon raised an eyebrow and flashed a look at Nefeit. He quickly returned his attention back to the Invaru as he spoke, "I'm sorry do I know you?"
"No," Biqie said. "However, you know our mutual friend."
"Oh?" Jon said. "And just who might that be?"
"Admiral Breq," Biqie said. "He sent us to watch and protect you. I was ordered to do so without communication until it was absolutely necessary. I'm sorry if we made you nervous. I was just following orders."
"I understand," Jon said. "We can talk about that later. Are you in need of assistance?"
"Two of our ships have major damage," Biqie said. "They should be able to make port though. The rest of the ships have minor to light damage. We weren't fit to fight the Crystari, I've never seen them this deep before and we weren't ready for them."
"Excuse me?" Jon said. "You know who the attackers were?"
"Something we should talk about when I come visit you," Biqie said. "Now that they have left they'll not be back for a while. However, when they do they'll come in force. I've contacted the Admiral for additional support. They should be here in a few days."
"Do you have a time frame on them returning?" Jon said.
"Could be days of even years," Biqie said. "There's not really any pattern to their movements. All I can tell you for sure is that they will return." Biqie turned to someone off screen and nodded. He turned his attention back to Jon and continued. "The Admiral has requested that he be allowed to explain everything when he arrives. There's more to this than I know and he wants you to have the full story without large gaps."
"I understand," Jon said. "I'm ordering all my ships back to the station here in orbit of Euthara. You're welcome to make berth there and we will help you effect repairs."
"I can offer you medical and engineering crews if you would like," Biqie said. "We're under your command until the Admiral arrives as per his orders. We can also show you how to refit to help fight this enemy, another thing I have been ordered to offer."
"That would be appreciated," Jon said. "I'm placing you under the commanding officer of the station for now. Report to Engineering Chief Brad Anspach at the station, your medical personnel will report to Chief Medical Officer Andy Hawkins. Military commander will be Captain Gilas and second in command will be Lieutenant Taldage. You can request assignment from them once you and your crew are ready."
"As you wish," Biqie said as he bowed.
"Ok everyone move to the station effect repairs and increase system patrols when possible," Jon said. "Gilas I leave it in your capable hands."
"I'll do my best," Gilas said.
The screen darkened as all communications ended. Jon leaned back and rubbed his temples. This just got very complicated and this wasn't something he needed. The Ga'sahde doesn't even know that Terri was missing. Jon was afraid to say anything right now for fear of losing control of the situation between them and the Eutharans.
Jon turned to Nefeit and Mark as he spoke, "I want all ground troops off the ships and either on the ground here or on the station. There's no need for them to be on the ships right now and it just makes them extra casualties in battles. Leave enough on the ships for security and to be able to repel boarders."
"Will do," Mark said.
Nefeit leaned over and gave Jon a small kiss as she rose up. "Smart thinking," she said. She joined Mark as he made his way back to the command center.
"Oojoung bring Andara down I want to talk to him and where is Sam?" Jon said in to his com.
"Sam little person is sleeping," Oojoung said a half a minute later as Andara and him walked into the room. "Terri Princess found yet?"
"No Oojoung," Jon said. "We found her fighter but she had already moved on. We're still searching for her."
"Oojoung go look for her?" Oojoung said.
"Oojoung I need you right here to protect Sam and Nefeit," Jon said. Though Jon didn't think Nefeit needed protection from anything. "I promise you Terri's fine and we'll have her back soon."
"If she's still alive," Andara said as a small smile crossed his face. Suddenly his head started ringing as it slammed into the wood frame of the doorway. Blood started to trickle down the side of his face.
"Oojoung," Jon said in a warning voice.
"What?" Oojoung said. "Oojoung just trying to help evil Duke he almost tripped. Good thing Oojoung was right here or evil Duke might have really hurt himself badly."
"Uh huh," Jon said. "Just remember he's a guest here, for now."
Oojoung turned and walked to other end of room and shrugged. "Evil Duke tripped and Oojoung caught him before he fell. Oojoung hopes it doesn't happen much because Oojoung will be there to help evil Duke every time. Too many door jams in house to count it would be sad very if evil Duke tripped into them all." Oojoung shot the Duke a toothy grin.
"I doubt that would happen," Jon said. He was laughing inside but was working hard to keep a stern look on his face.
"He did that on purpose!" Andara said.
"Oojoung sees another door jamb in evil Dukes future as evil Duke is very clumsy," Oojoung said.
"I am not!" Andara said. "If you touch me again I'll..."
"Run in to brick wall?" Oojoung said. "That hurt much more."
Andara just shut up as he reached up and touched the small wound on his forehead.
"Ok, that's enough," Jon said. "Duke I want you to contact the King and tell him I would like to speak to him."
"Why don't you do it... ?" Andara said. It was cut short as his head thumped into a door jamb as Oojoung brushed past him. "OWWW! Stop it!"
"What evil Duke stumble again?" Oojoung said.
"Oojoung..." Jon said.
"Oojoung innocent," Oojoung said as he gave his best smile.
"Andara," Jon said. "He'll be more open to talk to me if it comes from you. Do you not think it's important in light of recent events we all start working together?"
"Not really," Andara said. This time he was watching Oojoung and stepped away from the doorway. "They attacked you not us. Then there was also the Invaru that seemed to be your friends."
"Ok," Jon said. "I don't have time to go round and round with you. Oojoung find a brick wall, I don't think the door jamb is working."
Andara paled as Oojoung walked towards him and spoke quickly, "Ok, I'll do it."
"Good," Jon said.