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| - Trumpets begin to blare from overhead speakers. From Senate Chamber , Fireeyes slouches into his seat and quietly watches the proceedings. From Senate Chamber , Ronald adjusts his sitting position with a minor scuffle before settling in, eyes and ears wide open. The fanfare rises to a glorious, brassy crescendo as an honor guard of Demarian soldiers emerge from an antechamber to form a ring around the Senate well, bearing the heralds of each Demarian noble house. A series of low arches surround this circular portion of the Senate Chamber, where the rulemakers and governors of Demaria gather to determine the course of legislation and the future of their world. From here, one can see the rising terrace of benches leading up toward the Imperial Center. The archways are carved with images of ancient Demarian heroes, from clan wars to the rebuking of the Nalls to the rise of the New Imperative. A broad, flat table made of black-veined yellow marble sits in the center of this depression, surrounded by chairs for the clan representatives and members of the governing elite. Through one archway, one can proceed back into the Senate Chamber proper. Through another is the Senatorial Antechamber. From Senate Chamber , Deering arrives from Imperial Center . From Senate Chamber , Snowshadow arrives from Imperial Center . From Senate Chamber , Fireeyes waves Deering over and points to a spot near Triax on his bench. The trumpeting begins to follow a steady cadence as the Demarian militia officers take their places, bearing their standards. From Senate Chamber , Deering comes in with Snowshadow, looking somewhat relieved to be where they are. She smiles and sees Fireeyes, moving over towards him quickly to get seated beside him and Triax. From Senate Chamber , Dahan shifts its glistening body inside it's tubular tank with mild discomfort. Ambereyes arrives from Senators' Antechamber. Darkcoat arrives from Senators' Antechamber. Longsnout arrives from Senators' Antechamber. From Senate Chamber , Ronald nods towards Deering from his position, sitting on Fireeye's opposite side and mutters quietly to Fireeyes, "You know too many people." With a whip of her subtly striped tail, a statuesque female enters the chamber from the senators' antechamber, her eyes cast straight ahead. She carries her stately accoutrements with grace and a hint of ferile cunning. From Senate Chamber , Snowshadow takes a seat near Deering, and leans back to watch the militia officers. From Senate Chamber , Deering nods to Ronald, turning to watch the entrance. From Senate Chamber , Triax is setting next to Fireeyes, who's next to Ronald Wizened and gray-streaked, Demarian Senator Longsnout follows his comrades to the large table in the center of the well. [Holo-Camera:] The camera begins to whir as Longsnout turns it on. [Holo-Camera:] -+- Broadcast Begins -+- Entering behind Ambereyes, Darkcoat strides confidently after her. His black mane bounces lightly, the thin hair glistening. Ambereyes moves gracefully to a tall-backed chair and takes her place at the table. The fanfare comes to an end. The militia standard bearers remain at their posts around the Senate Well. Longsnout stands at his place at the table, and then gazes up at the crowd gathered in the Senate Chamber. "This emergency meeting of the re-formed Demarian Senate is hereby called to order. The Senate humbly beseeches Imperator Dawnfur Morningstar or his representatives, as well as the Battleclaw, to join us in the Well." Darkcoat runs a hand over his nose as his green eyes rove the crowd beyond, adjusting himself in his seat. From Senate Chamber , Sharpeye stands from his seat, and sweeps his cape about him. He proceeds to the well followed by his personal bodyguards. From Senate Chamber , Sharpeye heads into Senate Well . Sharpeye arrives from Senate Chamber . From Senate Chamber , Yama heads into Senate Well . Yama arrives from Senate Chamber . Senator Ambereyes smoothly looks to the low benches toward the sound of the approaching Battleclaw. Longsnout places his clawed hands upon the table, shrewd eyes watching the chamber surrounding him. He nods to the newcomers. "I suppose it *was* too much to wish for that Imperator Morningstar present himself personally." Yama follows behind Sharpeye, tugging on the cuff of his sleeve. From Senate Chamber , Ronald whispers to Fireeyes. Whiptail arrives from Senators' Antechamber. Sharpeye frowns slightly and takes a seat. From Senate Chamber , Fireeyes smiles to himself emitting a slight purring from his chest. Longsnout lets his snout swivel toward Yama. His lips curl back to reveal his fangs in an gesture of distaste. "Mr. Nels, be seated." Yama sweeps his hands apologetically before sitting in the tallest seat he can find. "The Imperator has..not been well lately." Longsnout chortles. "Not well? Indeed? Hungover, perhaps?" Darkcoat swivels his head to look at Yama, then towards Longsnout, his head bobbing in a silent snort. Whiptail takes his seat at the table. Longsnout waves a hand dismissively, then takes his own seat at the table. Yama regards Longsnout with a baleful stare, waiting for the proceedings to continue. Longsnout glances to his fellow senators, then to the crowd. He begins to speak: "Several months ago, this august body was disbanded under orders of then-Pridemaster Dawnfur Morningstar. He felt offended by the actions of the corrupt Consortium president at the time, and took it upon himself to seize power and remove us from the Stellar Consortium..." Sharpeye has one of his aides bring him back a tall glass filled with a sparkling, dark red liquid. He takes a long sip then sets it on the small table at the chair's side. Whiptail nods to Longsnout's comment and his eyes narrow. From Senate Chamber , Triax listens intently Longsnout says, "He did not put the matter to a vote of the people. He did not ask if it was our will. He merely acted in his own personal interests, in the interests of greed and power, without thought for the consequences that might come to pass. That HAVE come to pass. My friends, we are in great peril. The Nalls, shamed by their failed attempt to crush a revolt of their subclasses, are looking our way. They have attacked us once. Now, we hear, they have cloaked vessels. How can we stand against a fleet of their ships, if they can become invisible? They are allied, we hear, with Lord Fagin - who has embarrassed us by spiriting the fiend Graeber Brenhault out of our grasp!" Darkcoat sits up straighter, his gaze sweeping over the crowd gathered once more as his lips quirk upward while listening to Longsnout In a gesture fraught with much subtlety and meaning, Senator Ambereye's lip curls slightly to reveal one sharp, white fang. From Senate Chamber , Triax furrows his brow at this frightening thought Longsnout says, "Our commercial prospects have dimmed in the wake of our so-called "independence declaration" from the Stellar Consortium. We are perched between three potential enemies - perhaps more, with this new Mekke federation that has formed - and a militia that is ill-prepared to stand against such threats!" From Senate Chamber , Dahan tenses its body somewhat at these words, but does not radiate a sence of surprise. Sharpeye smiles slightly. "Hardly ill-prepared." From Senate Chamber , Triax seems disturbed by the Mekke being viewed as hostile From Senate Chamber , Ronald finds renewed interest in the proceedings and sit straighter in his seat. Longsnout stands, sliding his chair back, and bellows: "And where *has* Imperator Morningstar been while Brenhault was escaping? While the Nalls have been growing more powerful? While our finances dwindle? We hear he's been shopping for his own personal luxury liner and making deals with pirates and bounty hunters!" He gestures at Yama. "He brings in *humans* to serve as counselors, apparently finding no one worthy among his *own* people for the task!" Ambereyes bangs a fist silently on the marble tabletop in agreement. Longsnout claps his hands together. "Oh, but Imperator Morningstar does, of course, have adequate time to make a fool of himself before the Consortium Council, with some blather about that ridiculous religious book!" Darkcoat looks sharply at Sharpeyes then at Longsnout, nodding vehemently. Sharpeye says, "Excuse me..." Whiptail growls a deep growl of agreement, the emotion of the moment getting the best of him. From Senate Chamber , Fireeyes smiles in irony, as humans are the one being persecuted this time. Yama taps a thick finger testily. Longsnout jabs a finger in Sharpeye's direction. "I have the floor, Battleclaw! Silence for now!" Sharpeye stands sharply. "We hardly made a DEAL with Lord Fagin. IF you'll not recall, we put a BOUNTY on his head! From Senate Chamber , Dahan places a tentacle on its mobility controls, and turns the wheeled undercarrage. The adjustment should make leaving a tad faster. From Senate Chamber , Ronald sneers silently at his seat, but makes no other visualization to having heard the dash against humans. From Senate Chamber , Triax shows no expression of defense for his people, just agreement that demarians need demarians leading the m. Longsnout glowers at Sharpeye. "I said silence! Do you think us blind? I didn't say we made a deal with Lord Fagin. I said pirates and bounty hunters. We cannot even do our own dirty work!" From Senate Chamber , Deering moves close to Triax and whispers something to him. Sharpeye says, "If you knew anything, you would know our...ahem...network is quite extensive. I say STOP spreading lies and falsehoods!" Darkcoat turns in his seat, a cruel set of white fangs peering out from beneath his pitch black lips as his eyes burn intense on Sharpeye. Longsnout says, "But, while we are on the topic of bounties and Lord Fagin, what is this madness of taunting that demon by giving his life any value at all?" From Senate Chamber , Deering whispers to Triax. Yama adopts an exasperated expression as Sharpeye crucifies hismelf. From Senate Chamber , Triax whispers to Deering. Yama begins writing down short sentences on a scrap of paper. Longsnout chortles. "Battleclaw, Chancellor Darkmane made no secret of paying a bounty hunter calling himself Jerico Davies - an UNGSTIRI - to capture that rat of a creature, Sleekclaw Duneswimmer." From Senate Chamber , Deering whispers to Triax. From Senate Chamber , Triax whispers to Dahan. From Senate Chamber , Deering looks over at Dahan after whispering to Triax, From Senate Chamber , Snowshadow leans forward, ears forward and attentive. His expression is neutral, but the twitching of his tail certainly indicates thoughtfulness, whatever opinion he holds. Longsnout says, "Now, who's misrepresenting things here?" From Senate Chamber , Triax whispers to Deering. Darkcoat begins to grow unruley as he now moves to sit on the edge of his seat, eyes darting between Sharpeye and Longsnout. Sharpeye waves a paw in the air. "I'll give you that one. But there is a difference between dealing with bounty hutners and pirates." Longsnout takes a seat. "I yield the floor to my colleague from from the Firewind house, Senator Whiptail." From Senate Chamber , Ronald perks an ear to the on-going whispering to his side and flicks a hasty glance in that direction. Sharpeye sits back down in his chair and takes a long sip of his drink. From Senate Chamber , Dahan bobbles slightly. From Senate Chamber , Triax nods vaguely at Dahan Whiptail says, "No pirates you say? No pirates? Battleclaw, do not forget that the so-called Imperator hid a KNOWN pirate under the noses of all Demarians! A pirate known to be in trouble with his employer, Fagin! By this act he placed ALL Demarians everywhere in danger from any retributions directed at that pirate!" Longsnout smiles ferally as his glance travels from Whiptail to Sharpeye. Sharpeye says, "An EX Pirate." Whiptail says, "Pirate, Ex-pirate, his occupation past present or future is not the issue here! The fact remains that pirate was in deep trouble with Fagin, and that is a well known fact." Darkcoat growls as his voice rolls forth. "An ex-Pirate perhaps, but still someone who placed needless innocents in danger." Darkcoat shakes his head, bowing in appology to Whiptail for his interruption. Sharpeye shakes his head. "Many people here have business with Fagin. That is what happens when there is free access to your world to outsiders." From Senate Chamber , Triax perks at what Sharpeye seems to be suggesting Longsnout stands, banging his fist on the table. "Those people doing business with Fagin should *not* include Demaria's leaders!" Whiptail says, "Which is why we shouldn't have left the Consortium in the first place, Battleclaw! Our world had a higher reputation then than it does now, and that looks badly upon ALL Demarians!" Whiptail bangs his fist on the table From Senate Chamber , Triax nods to himself in agreement Darkcoat's claws extend menacingly as the rap upon the table. Sharpeye says, "So you'd rather we be part of the Consortium and have the dealings more out of sight, yes?" From Senate Chamber , Triax nods again to Dahan Whiptail says, "No, Battleclaw. Because then we would not have a militia that CONDONES those dealings in the first place!" Longsnout narrows his eyes as he studies Sharpeye shrewdly, then settles back into his chair. "Please continue, Senator Whiptail. Let not the insolence of the Battleclaw dissuade you." From Senate Chamber , Deering just listens in, looking to try to understand whats going, but just looks a tad bit lost, And nervous perhaps. Sharpeye says, "Really? I seem to remember hidden dealings being an integral part of our planet's CULTURE! Your ancestors would be ashamed at what you say!" Longsnout chuckles, then stands. "Silence! Battleclaw, do not misrepresent our past. We did not, in our past, seek to bargain away our integrity as a *race*!" From Senate Chamber , Ronald soaks in all the talk, even at its quick speed, and keeps his thoughts to himself. Sharpeye chuckles in return. "No, only as individuals, which as a whole add up to a race." Longsnout gestures expansively. "That is what Imperator Morningstar has done. In his pursuit of power and luxury, he has abdicated his responsibilities to his world, his people, his so-called *throne*!" Whiptail motions to Sharpeye. "Fellow Senators, here sits PROOF of the Imperators incompetence!" From Senate Chamber , Dahan relaxes slightly, and folds some of its tentacles against each other lightly. By its body language, it seems almost serene now. Ambereyes nods silent agreement with Whiptail Darkcoat purrs out a loud chuckle as he nods his head to Whiptail, staring at Sharpeye intently. Yama gains a slightly red hue. "I apologize for interrupting yet again, but I must request that you either quiet him down or remove him." Yama stares at Sharpeye. Longsnout glances at Yama. "Remove whom, human?" Ambereyes blinks slowly, eyes fixed on the human. Yama says, "The esteemed Battleclaw. As you pointed out, the sanctity of this august body cannot be harmed by anyone." From Senate Chamber , Deering leans back in to Triax. [Sharpeye:] Sharpeye glares at Yama with eyes of cold fire. From Senate Chamber , Deering whispers to Triax. Yama intones dryly. "This is not a place for anyone to launch tirades against others." From Senate Chamber , Triax inconspicuously accepts the lean from Deering Longsnout chuckles dourly. "The Imperator's counselor wishes us to remove the esteemed Demarian Battleclaw? By the seven heroes of Altheor, I find that amusing. I may not agree at all times with the Battleclaw, but he *is*, at least, a true Demarian with fire in his heart and nobility - misguided as it may be. If anyone should leave, I expect, it is the worm who represents the bane of Demaria!" Ambereyes smoothes the fur of one amber cheek and turns back to the business at hand. From Senate Chamber , Triax whispers to Deering. From Senate Chamber , Deering whispers to Triax. Yama folds his hands in his lap. "I see retirement has done much to increase the moral stature of this body. If we are incapable of following parliamentary procedure, then there is no point in organized government. I will address your other points when I am yielded the floor." From Senate Chamber , Triax whispers to Deering. Whiptail continues, "The Imperator took his position in the mad rush of emotion following the cloning scandal on Sivad.../SIVAD/. A planet on the other side of the Consortium! We cleared our planet's name, but instead of retaking our place in the Consortium with pride, he pulled us away in greed and lust for power, to create a Demaria that fades in the light of its previous pride! Fellow Senators, these are matters of undisputed fact. I return the table to our esteemed colleague, Senator Longsnout, so that these proceedings may continue." From Senate Chamber , Deering whispers to Triax. Longsnout chuckles. "Parliamentary procedure! Fly me over the Stubtooth Mountains! This is not Earth, Mr. Nels." From Senate Chamber , Triax whispers to Deering. Longsnout glances toward Whiptail. "The Senator's noble gesture and fine elocution is acknowledged. I now yield the floor to Senator Darkcoat." Darkcoat stands very slowly, nodding his head to the ensembled senate and to the crowd beyond. "My esteemed colleagues," He begins, looking once more at the Senate. "I can not state in any better way the lack of confidence that I personally hold for the Imperator. The stain that he has put on this government body and mostly on the Demarian people will be hard to remove. But it can be removed if we act quickly and swiftly. We must severe the infected limb before it can continue to sicken the body." Whiptail nods in full agreement, his eyes raging with fire. Longsnout nods slowly, studying the human across the table from him. Ambereyes growls under her breath. Sharpeye sits there impatiently. Darkcoat slams his large fists against the table. "The crimes have been stated and they have been argued. I motion that if confidence is lacking, that we move swiftly to reassure it in our people and ourselves!" Longsnout glances toward Ambereye. "What say you, Senator from the noble Vinecreeper house?" Darkcoat's claws scrape across the table, his face staring straight at each senator seperately. "I am through. I have full faith in this body and the people of Demaria." Darkcoat sits slowly, looking towards Ambereyes as he waits to hear what she brings forth. From Senate Chamber , Dahan starts to convulse its body, shuddering as it does so. Its tenticles fly towards the base of itself, and around the large bulge inside itself. The presidents gills flare as it takes in short, shallow breaths. From Senate Chamber , Triax looks over at Dahan, concernedly Ambereyes gnashes her teeth, looking from her fellow Senators to the human seated at the table. "I cannot for the life of me understand why the Imperator, in all his alleged wisdom, chose a *human* to serve as an advisor and a representative for our world. It makes no sense to me - but I suppose it makes as much sense as anything else the Imperator has done during his reign. I believe Demarians should represent Demaria. We should serve Demaria. We should not hire out hit men to take down Lord Fagin. If we want to do it, do it ourselves. We should not hire bounty hunters to catch our criminals, we should do it ourselves. I am with Darkcoat and Whiptail on this. Demaria for Demarians!" From Senate Chamber , Fireeyes whispers to Ronald. From Senate Chamber , Ronald looks distractedly at Dahan, a wave of concern flashing over him. From Senate Chamber , Deering turns to look at Dahan and the sudden movements, glancing to Triax for some kind of notification. From Senate Chamber , The Centauran's telepathic emissions become strained and tense, withdrawn. From Senate Chamber , Triax says, "President, are you alright?" From Senate Chamber , Ronald stares at Fireeyes, forgetting the Senate before he looks at the Centauran. Sharpeye whispers to Yama. Longsnout nods, then rises. "I believe the will of the Senate is clear. Let us put it to a vote." From Senate Chamber , 'One...one...moment', it sends with difficulty. Yama quickly stands up, taking off his glove and raising a paw. From Senate Chamber , Deering slowly stands as she watches Dahan, quickly looking about in concern. Sharpeye stands. "I believe you will wait until I have finished speaking." Yama says, "If you do not give the Imperator his due respect and representation, the actions of this body will be as contemptible as Dawnfur's when he dissolved the Senate." From Senate Chamber , Fireeyes grabs the bench in front of him, his face unemotional, ready to act at a moments notice. From Senate Chamber , After a long moment, Dahan's body starts to relax slightly, it's distress abates. Yama begins pacing slowly, his speech matching his cadence. From Senate Chamber , Triax seems releived, and says lowly, "What happened, sir?" Longsnout inclines his head to the creatures across the table. "I see. Well, I am glad we both agree that Dawnfur's action was contemptible. Continue." From Senate Chamber , Dahan telepathically sends to those around him, 'False alarm, gentlemen and ladies. Just a contraction.' Ambereyes curls her lip in amusement. From Senate Chamber , Ronald uncrosses his arms, planting their palms firmly on the seat he sits on. A look of uncertainty flashes across his eyes before he settles back in his seat, and turns back to the Senate though barely focusing on the proceedings. From Senate Chamber , Deering gets back down into her seat just as slowly and nods when the explanation comes through. "Are there any precautions we should take, President? Sharpeye clears his throat in preparation to speak. Yama says, "The situation in which Dawnfur took power was entirely justifiable-at that time. The Consortium was a bullying thug, ready to threaten us with Battleships at a moment's notice. Which, may I note, the far-weaker Milita was NOWHERE capable of stopping." From Senate Chamber , Fireeyes slowly shifts back into a slouch in his seat. From Senate Chamber , Dahan sends with a sence of reassurance. 'Relax, soldier. I know what to do, when the time comes. Please, sit and watch the proceedings.' Yama says, "Membership in the Consortium only weakens Demaria, as recent times have illustrated." Longsnout steeples his clawed fingers, absently listening to Yama. Sharpeye nods in agreement. Darkcoat looks towards Yama, leaning back lazily in his chair. Longsnout says, "And the rule of Imperator Morningstar *strengthens* her? I think not!" Yama says, "Of course, under Dahan's enlightened administration, it seems like a good idea. But look what happens when a major stellar power becomes centralized to the extent like that!" Yama says, "No. I think you are well aware of the limitations of one being ruling a government." From Senate Chamber , Deering nods, "Yes sir.", and sits back down again. From Senate Chamber , Dahan tilts its head non-commitally on mention of its name. Longsnout smiles faintly, exposing rows of fangs. "Mr. Nels, I was truly sorry to hear that you had lost an arm to that fiend, Lord Fagin. Tell me: Why did they let you go?" Yama says, "As odd his battleground was in the Consortium council, we also saw the effects of such a body-political gridlock." Sharpeye clears his throat. Ambereyes spreads her jaws in a mightly yawn. From Senate Chamber , Ronald focuses in on the meeting again, satisfied that the President was ok. Yama speaks quickly and impatiently. "I convinced him that to keep me longer would only draw down even quicker the wrath of the real Demarian people-not the bunch of thugs that we had offered the job to." Longsnout smiles more broadly. "He believed that the Demarian people would show wrath for the death of one pompous human?" Yama says, "We need an empowered position to assure the smooth running of the world in addition to the parliament-be it Dawnfur or his less-empowered successor." Yama says, "I wish you would see farther. If we allow criminals to detain and torture Demarian political officials, that sets a precedent no one may allow." Longsnout leans forward in his chair, narrowing his eyes. "Did you cut a deal, Mr. Nels?" Ambereyes narrows her eyes at the question, examining the human as he answers. Yama snorts. "I don't command the Militia, and being counsel to an Imperator weak enough to allow the situation to continue in the first place does not lend me much credibility." Longsnout leans back, chuckling. "That is not a no. Darkcoat nods in sly agreement with Longsnout, his eyes on Yama. Sharpeye says, "I must interject, this line of questioning does not lend to the proceedings. I will speak now...." Ambereyes taps one sharpened claw on the table before her. Longsnout ignores Sharpeye, his own eyes focused on Yama intently. Yama says, "Allow me to be less subtle. No. I am worthless to the organization. When I pointed that out, they had more to gain from realising me than keeping me." Yama says, "While Sharpeye is correct, it also allows me to address the welfare of Demaria, not myself." Sharpeye says, "You say that the reason you wish to remove the Imperator is because of his possible criminal dealings. Yet that is clearly not true. The true reason for this meeting is the imminent threat of Nall attack, and the risk to your OWN personal wellbeing." Longsnout smiles broadly. "I shall take your word, for as much as it is worth, Mr. Nels." He steeples his fingers and then listens to Sharpeye. Yama says, "You speak of Demaria for Demarians, then speak of how better we were beholden to the Consortium-an empire consisting entirely of humans, Centaurans, and the untrustworthy Castori." Ambereyes raises a tufted eyebrow to Sharpeye. "And that would be a bad reason?" Longsnout glances to Ambereyes, Whiptail and Darkcoat. "Have we heard enough?" Yama places his furred hand on the table while waiting for Sharpeye to finish. Ambereyes puts up a tufted palm. "More than enough." Yama raises a hand to forestall Ambereyes. "One last statement, if I may." Sharpeye says, "While Dawnfur may or may not have done criminal misdeeds, that is irrelevant. You only wish to rejoin the consortium because you are concerned for YOURSELVES. You care nothing for Demaria. YOU ARE COWARDS!" Longsnout casts a forboding stare at Sharpeye in the ensuing moments of silence. Sharpeye says, "Demaria for Demarians, yes? The let us defend ourselves with DEMARIANS!" Longsnout stands slowly. Ambereyes watches Sharpeye balefully. From Senate Chamber , Triax seems to stress a bit at this talk of Demarians against humans Sharpeye says, "And you DARE to accuse Dawnfur of working in HIS own interests?" Sharpeye says, "You should look to yourselves before unto others." From Senate Chamber , Deering notes quietly, "Demarian politics is quite.......interesting. I wonder how they actually ever achieve anything." Ambereyes mutters. "Actually, I haven't seen him working at all lately." From Senate Chamber , Triax nods From Senate Chamber , Fireeyes whispers to Triax. Longsnout places his palms upon the table. He speaks calmly, but his voice carries. "Battleclaw, the first order of business once our vote is conducted shall be the determination of *your* fate. Exile or desert. It shall be one or the other." From Senate Chamber , Dahan tips its head at the comments from the rest of the audience, but says nothing in reply. Yama clears his throat. "I have been slandered, and wish to address them as such." Longsnout glances coldly at Yama. "You are a human. You are invited to leave the well if you no longer wish to remain." Sharpeye says, "And who shall exile me, Longsnout? YOU? Will you pull me from this chamber with your own hands? No, for you are a coward. And my men know what it is to defend their world. They will not yield to a rulership which will send them back to be babies in the high motherly eye of the Consortium." From Senate Chamber , Triax grumbles at this horrible analogy of the Consortium Longsnout turns his attention back to Sharpeye. "Your own men will remove you, under Senate orders. I can assure you." Yama says quietly and politely, addressing Longsnout as Sharpeye rages at the rest of the Senators. "I am also a Demarian citizen." From Senate Chamber , Fireeyes whispers to Triax. Longsnout smiles faintly, glancing back to Yama. "You are a Consortium citizen-in-exile - about to lose his benefits here. Don't press me." From Senate Chamber , Namura arrives from Imperial Center . From Senate Chamber , Triax whispers to Fireeyes. Sharpeye smiles. "You can assure me? Every guard in this room is a hand-picked member I personally recruited into the militia. It was not hard to surmise you would attempt a political upheaval such as this. Ambereyes growls in distaste at Yama's comment. "A Demarian citizen indeed." Yama says, "Dawnfur's granting me citizenship may be debated after his fate is. While Dawnfur's appointments may be politically problematic, they also tend to have highly good qualities. Mostly." Longsnout fixes his eyes on Sharpeye. "Battleclaw, you speak words of treason on the record. Your head is thicker than I thought." Yama looks at Sharpeye, embarrassed. Sharpeye says, "I speak treason? YOU are the one who speaks of removing your IMPERATOR!" Whiptail slams his fist on the table. "WE SHOULD NOT EVEN HAVE AN IMPERATOR!!" Longsnout nods. "Fine, Mr. Nels, the Senate may give you the opportunity to prove your loyalty to Demaria. Since you weren't among those handpicked by Sharpeye, you can remove him, when the time comes." From Senate Chamber , Triax nods to Dahan, subconciously palming his gun From Senate Chamber , Deering takes a deep breath in, "O.k....should I go warm up the car?", enquiring to Triax with a worried smile. Longsnout thumps his fist on the table. "For now, we vote." From Senate Chamber , Triax shakes his head, "It's not that bad yet." Yama nods, satisfied, as he retakes his seat. From Senate Chamber , Namura whispers to Snowshadow. Longsnout says, "How do the noble houses of Demaria vote on the confidence in Imperator Dawnfur Morningstar?" Sharpeye whispers into his communicator. Darkcoat clears his throat, looking around the table and saying in a loud voice. "The Waterstep House votes no confidence in Imperator Dawnfur Morningstar." Ambereyes bares her teeth at Sharpeye in a feral pose. She then straightens and says, "The honorable House of Vinecreeper finds no confidence in Dawnfur Morningstar. He should be removed from office, Senator." Sharpeye whispers to Yama. Whiptail says, "I, Whiptail Tailswinger, representative of the honorable house of Firewind, vote no confidence in our so-called..Imperator." Yama stands up and backs away from Sharpeye, a look of indignation on his face. "You would wish Sivad' From Senate Chamber , Namura whispers to Snowshadow. Yama says, "Sivad's fate on us! We don't need bloodthirsty thugs to insure the welfare of Demaria." Sharpeye nods. "I wish not the death of anyone, Mr. Nels. Well, almost anyone." He glances at Longsnout for only a brief second. Longsnout nods slowly. "It should come as no surprise that the noble House of Altheor, home to the bravest of our honored heroes, finds no confidence in Imperator Morningstar and seeks to return power to its rightful place - among the houses of Demaria, rather than the hands of one greedy individual. It is unanimous. The Imperator is dethroned!" Sharpeye says, "I would advise you to reconsider your vote, Senator." From Senate Chamber , Namura whispers to Snowshadow. Longsnout takes a seat. "Noted, Battleclaw. Now, let us consider your fate." Whiptail growls with emotion as the vote is declared. From Senate Chamber , Dahan places a tentacle on its mobility controls, in readyness. From Senate Chamber , Triax sits up, realizing what has just come to fall From Senate Chamber , Deering folds her arms, "Here we go. If it's gonna happen, it's now." Longsnout gestures to his comrades at the table. "If you apologize to the Senate and swear fealty to your government, then perhaps we can forget this unpleasantness." From Senate Chamber , Namura shakes his head From Senate Chamber , Dahan telepathically sends to the small group of Vangaurd soldiers in the audience. 'Remember, this is an internal Demarian matter. If things become dangerous, we leave as peacefully as possible.' From Senate Chamber , Triax nods to Dahan From Senate Chamber , Deering murmurs, "Come on pussycats...play nice....I want to go home in one peice...", glancing to Dahan. "We can only hope, President." Sharpeye says, "APOLOGIZE!? Unlike you, I am not bought like that with the mere allure of continued power. I protect Demaria! You, you sit there in your chair maneuvering to get control. You are the one who needs to apologize... to ALL of Demaria."" Whiptail says, "You do not protect Demaria! You protect your own interests in the ex-Imperator's criminal empire!" Longsnout nods slowly. "You had your chance, Battleclaw. Mr. Nels, now is your opportunity to prove your loyalty." Darkcoat sits bolt upright, his brow darkening as he looks around the table at the ensemble of Senators. From Senate Chamber , Fireeyes hmms, unsure of what he should do. Ambereyes turns cold eyes to Yama, her body like a coil ready to spring. Sharpeye says, "I see, make him kill me, or you kill us both. Very convenient." Yama nods, and stands facing Sharpeye. "Do you honestly think an armed rebellion will solve anything? All it will do is give the Consortium an excuse to remove an anti-Consortium government from power, like they did on Sivad." From Senate Chamber , Dahan waits patiently for now, but its body is tense. Yama says, "The way ahead is progress. We may need an Imperator, but one tempered with the Senate's wisdom." From Senate Chamber , Deering ooohs and looks shocked at that. From Senate Chamber , Triax doesn't seem to like where this is heading Longsnout shrugs. "Senator Whiptail may enjoy the sport of killing you just the same. You have a choice: Leave Demaria with Mr. Nels. Or die." Sharpeye says, "I don't need an armed rebellion. I need only to remove all those veering for power." Yama says, "You still have time to join with us." From Senate Chamber , Namura whispers to Snowshadow. Yama says, "Like yourself. I can ensure that you leave with the Pridesong." Sharpeye says, "I will leave. But only in the hope that I may one day restore Demaria and remove it from the clutches of the likes of these here Senators." From Senate Chamber , Dahan finally starts to move it's tank towards the door, at a regular walking pace. 'Stay calm', it sends to the soldiers, 'but please leave now in an orderly manner.' Yama waves to the Senate. "Sure, you may be able to kill them, and then die shortly after yourself. But what point is there in that? Any more political infighting just harms Demaria." From Senate Chamber , Triax stands and quietly moves for the door From Senate Chamber , Triax heads into Imperial Center . Sharpeye says, "But I will not order my men to continue in your service." Yama motions up to the top. "You can see how much the Consortium cares about us. We must remain strong and unified if we are to stop the Nalls." From Senate Chamber , Deering stands and turns, to make her way towards the door, following Triax. Longsnout nods. "Battleclaw...while I can still call you that...your treacherous comments have been broadcast throughout known space. Your loyalty is...hardly...in question. He smirks. From Senate Chamber , Deering heads into Imperial Center . Yama says, "I have no desire to use violence. Will you leave peacefully? You'll find being a martyr is no fun at all, especially for a cause that no one supports." From Senate Chamber , Dahan pauses in the door, as Yama points to it in illustration of Consortium abandonment. Sharpeye nods. "No, it is not. My loyalty is to Demaria, while yours is to yourself. From Senate Chamber , Dahan sends a quick, 'Wait.', to the soldiers. Sharpeye says, "I will leave peacefully." From Senate Chamber , Deering arrives from Imperial Center . Whiptail says, "I believe this Senate just decided otherwise, Battleclaw." Sharpeye says, "Very well. Then you also declare your own deaths. If I cannot stop it later, I must stop it now." From Senate Chamber , Deering comes back in to look at Fireeyes, "Trainee Fireeyes...we're leaving." Yama whispers to Sharpeye. Longsnout says, "No, no - Sharpeye may leave. But his name will be a black mark on his noble house." From Senate Chamber , Fireeyes head lowers. "If you say so." From Senate Chamber , Fireeyes heads into Imperial Center . Sharpeye storms out. From Senate Chamber , Deering heads into Imperial Center . Yama says, "Be aware that any theft of Militia equipment will be punished." Sharpeye heads into Senate Chamber . From Senate Chamber , Sharpeye heads into Imperial Center . From Senate Chamber , Ronald looks at Deering as he speaks to Fireeyes and quickly alights himself, tailing his friend. From Senate Chamber , Dahan bobbles slightly. 'Go if you must, soldiers. I shall stay, for now. I will not risk your lives just yet. Only mine.' With that, Dahan moves over by the edge of the well. Longsnout glances toward Nels. "Make sure he leaves. Then go with him." Yama sits back down with a sigh. "On behalf of our apparently misguided ex-Imperator, I must apologize." From Senate Chamber , Ronald heads into Imperial Center . From Senate Chamber , Namura sighs Longsnout pierces Yama with a stare. "Don't make yourself too comfortable. We no longer require your services." Ambereyes sits back in her chair, shaking head in disbelief at the situation. Yama snorts. "That's a fairly quick turnaround, even for a politician. I will consider your life debts to me paid in full when I leave. Good luck out there-I hope you can find a qualified ambassador among the lot of you xenophobes." Longsnout glances toward the Senate Chamber. "Mr. President, would you and your entourage be so kind as to join us in the Well?" Yama turns out stridently. Yama heads into Senate Chamber . From Senate Chamber , Dahan sends, it a strong telepathic voice. 'I shall. I feel I must.' From Senate Chamber , Yama nods to Dahan, his face graven. "I tried. I wish you better luck in having them listening to reason." Dahan arrives from Senate Chamber . Longsnout glances toward Whiptail and nods. From Senate Chamber , Namura shakes his head again Ambereyes turns in greeting to the president and his entourage Dahan rolls down into the well with some diffuculty, and slowly makes its way to a place to speak with the senate. Longsnout takes his seat, dabbing at his snout with a napkin. Ambereyes also sits. Darkcoat nods slowly to Dahan as he rolls in. "Greetings, Mr. President." Dahan begins to speak, using its vocalizer so it's words may be recorded. "So, the Consortium is to be blamed for a bloodbath on Demaria if we go. As it shall if we do get involved. This seems like a very nice position for the Imperial Council to place me in, for the Imperial Council. Senators, I hold no ill will towards you or your people." From Senate Chamber , Fireeyes arrives from Imperial Center . From Senate Chamber , Ronald arrives from Imperial Center . From Senate Chamber , Fireeyes heads into Imperial Center . From Senate Chamber , Fireeyes arrives from Imperial Center . Longsnout quirks his eyebrows. "I heard no one mention anything about a bloodbath." From Senate Chamber , Ronald slips back into his seat with a set grimace. From Senate Chamber , Fireeyes takes a seat after running around. Dahan tips slightly in acknowledgement. "My apologies. Perhaps I read too much into that dispute between the Shadowclaw and yourselves." From Senate Chamber , Snowshadow glances over toward Namura, and murmurs something softly. From Senate Chamber , Namura hmms quietly Longsnout ahs. "The Battleclaw is a spirited fellow. He does not wield nearly as much influence as might bluster." From Senate Chamber , Snowshadow whispers to Namura. From Senate Chamber , Namura whispers to Snowshadow. From Senate Chamber , Yama heads into Imperial Center . From Senate Chamber , Deering arrives from Imperial Center . From Senate Chamber , Snowshadow whispers to Namura. Dahan nods its fattened disk-shaped head once again in acknowledgement. "So we may hope, Senator." Ambereyes straightens her collar primly. From Senate Chamber , Deering moves up beside Fireeyes, "Trainee?" From Senate Chamber , Ronald mutters under his breath and leans over towards Fireeyes with a whisper. From Senate Chamber , Fireeyes whispers to Ronald. From Senate Chamber , Snowshadow whispers to Namura. From Senate Chamber , Fireeyes smiles and points out the absense of rank ID. From Senate Chamber , Ronald whispers to Fireeyes. From Senate Chamber , Fireeyes whispers to Ronald. Whiptail says, "Fellow Senators. As we have the President here to join us, I make the following proposal. This world made great strides and was quite prosperous when we were a full member of the Consortium. I propose that we return to that status. I motion for re-application to the Stellar Consortium." From Senate Chamber , Ronald coughs lightly and looks up at Deering from his position next to Fireeyes and smiles briefly at Deering. Longsnout nods in agreement. "I hold with that." From Senate Chamber , Deering watches the two questioningly, still staring at them. Ambereyes places a clawed hand into the air. "I, too, agree." From Senate Chamber , Fireeyes smiles at Deering, "Do not worry. He said soldiers, not citizens." Dahan speaks once again. "Now, gentlemen, I have heard much debated today. I have remained silent, as I respect that this is a Demarian matter, for you to decide. I came forth to defend the Consortium, when it seemed to be persistantly brought into these proceedings. However it is time I spoke, on the behalf of the Consortium. When Demaria was part of us, a partner, both parties were stronger. I believe that our reunion shall bring back that strength. Therefore, I am granting you provisional membership, until the Consortium Council may decide on this matter. But first, are you sure that this truely is the will of the Demarian people?" From Senate Chamber , Snowshadow whispers to Namura. From Senate Chamber , Deering asks, "What's going on, Fireeyes?" From Senate Chamber , Ronald quirks a brow at Deering and mutters quietly, "We'll be hanging around here...the President is here." From Senate Chamber , Fireeyes nods, "We must stay for the President until it is clear." Longsnout nods. "We represent four great and noble houses, Mr. President, speaking for thousands - not just one. This is our will." Whiptail says, "Mr. President, I can assure you that the house of Firewind is in full agreement with this decision." From Senate Chamber , Snowshadow whispers to Namura. From Senate Chamber , Namura whispers to Snowshadow. Darkcoat nods very slowly, looking to Whiptail and then the president, "As is house Waterstep." Dahan dips in acknowledgement. "For that, I am glad. I'm afraid I have seen the sole dictator take power over a planet far to often in recent days." Longsnout growls. "We're going to need a new Battleclaw, apparently." Whiptail says, "Agreed, Senator Longsnout." From Senate Chamber , Deering turns her head to the senate with a small sigh in her throat. Longsnout glances to his fellow senators. "We must also determine what should be done with Imperator Morningstar, once he has been taken into custody. And we must appoint a new Pridemaster." From Senate Chamber , Yama arrives from Imperial Center . From Senate Chamber , Snowshadow whispers to Namura. From Senate Chamber , Namura whispers to Snowshadow. Dahan says, "Might I ask that he be given the option of exile, when the time comes. While he may have mismanaged his powers, I do respect him and believe he believes he has done what is best for Demaria. It would be humane, but punishment enough I feel." It nods slight at Longsnout, "Pardon for interrupting, Senator." From Senate Chamber , Snowshadow whispers to Namura. Longsnout nods to Dahan. "Exile is not unreasonable." Ambereyes nods slowly to the Centauran. "In light of our renewed relationship, that would be acceptable for me as well. From Senate Chamber , Namura whispers to Snowshadow. Longsnout releases a long sigh. "A momentous day, but a sad one as well. I do not treasure such conflicts among our people, but if one is not a part of the solution, as they say..." Whiptail says, "If he is not with us, he is against us." From Senate Chamber , Ronald whispers to Fireeyes. Darkcoat nods in agreement, "That is very true." Ambereyes growls low in the back of her throat. "It has always been conflict that has brought out the strongest traits of our race, Senator." Longsnout glances toward Whiptail. "Senator, perhaps you would like to represent Demaria when the Consortium Council officially considers our return?" From Senate Chamber , Fireeyes nods. From Senate Chamber , Snowshadow whispers to Namura. Whiptail's eyes widen slightly. "Senator Longsnout, I would be more than honored to represent the people of Demaria to the Consortium." From Senate Chamber , Namura whispers to Snowshadow. Dahan replies, "I fear the Consortium shall have conflict soon enough. The Nalls are still out there, as well as others that wish us no good. As the Mystics say, the wolves are prowling around the fire." From Senate Chamber , Fireeyes whispers to Ronald. Dahan motions towards Whiptail with a gentle flowing tentacle. "I shall be glad to have you with us." From Senate Chamber , Ronald whispers to Fireeyes. From Senate Chamber , Snowshadow whispers to Namura. Longsnout nods. "Then it shall be done. Senator Whiptail, you may escort the president and his entourage back to Earth." Whiptail nods slowly. Longsnout glances back toward Dahan. "As for the Nalls, we must soon speak of military assistance." From Senate Chamber , Namura whispers to Snowshadow. From Senate Chamber , Fireeyes whispers to Ronald. From Senate Chamber , Ronald whispers to Fireeyes. Darkcoat nods very grimly. Ambereyes watches the Centauran closely Dahan tips its head towards Longsnout. "I suspect we must soon enough. With your leave, I would like to return to Earth. I'm afraid I tire quickly, with the baby and all." Longsnout smiles ferally. "That, of course, can wait until the full Council has voted on this matter. Whiptail can represent our interests in this regard." Longsnout nods to Dahan. "Of course. Our appreciation for your time." Whiptail rises from his seat. Ambereyes nods. "When is your cub expected, Mr. President?" Longsnout stands, thumps his fist on the table. "This meeting of the newly reformed Senate is adjourned." Dahan lifts a pair of tenticles up towards each other and bows slight. After straightening up, it places a tenticle on its mobility controls. 'May our path be smooth.', it sends in parting. Turning slightly to Ambereyes, it replies, 'Any day now.' [Holo-Camera:] The camera flashes off, and powers down. From Senate Chamber , Snowshadow whispers to Namura. From Senate Chamber , Fireeyes smiles, and quietly says to Deering and Ronald, "We should throw a party the day it is born." Ambereyes dips her head fondly, a low rumbling purr in her throat. "Congratulations, then" From Senate Chamber , Deering nods a little, watching with her arms folded. From Senate Chamber , Namura whispers to Snowshadow. From Senate Chamber , Ronald rises from his seat and says quietly, "There will be celebration everywhere I would presume...what the name will be, I haven't the slightest clue." Whiptail prepares to follow Dahan out. "My esteemed colleagues, I feel we have done Demaria a great service today. I will take my leave now to assume my new role." Dahan replies with warmth, 'Thank you for your concern, Senator." With that, Dahan moves its tubular tank over by Whiptail. 'Please, I would be honored if you accompanied me on my vessel.' From Senate Chamber , Fireeyes smiles, "Ifyouweretocombineallthesewords, that would be it's approximate name length." Longsnout nods to Whiptail, smiling. Whiptail says, "It would be my pleasure, Mr. President." From Senate Chamber , Namura hehs and smiles Dahan jiggles happily, making a soft soft of raining bells, and starts to move its tank towards the exit. From Senate Chamber , Ronald chuckles lowly and says, "Hopefully there will be no surname, as we know it." Dahan heads into Senate Chamber . Whiptail follows Dahan out. Whiptail heads into Senate Chamber . From Senate Chamber , Dahan passes by the Vanguard soldiers in waiting, and the rest of the audience. From Senate Chamber , Whiptail follows behind Dahan. From Senate Chamber , Deering moves in behind the proceeding to follow as an escort. From Senate Chamber , Ronald nods to no one in particular as he watches the President and the Senator. From Senate Chamber , Yama chuckles. "Forgive me for the friction, President, but as the current Demarian regime considers me persona non grata, I must request that I come back to earth with you." From Senate Chamber , Fireeyes stands and stretches his muscles. Longsnout nods to his comrades, then turns and strides toward the antechamber.
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