Oh Fvadt.......

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To: Khre’Riov Lhaiy t’Rexan, RES Teronix

From: Daise’Erei’Riov t’Ksa, RES Talon

Subject: Data Returned

 

L’haiy looked at the terminal seeing that the message has been sent from the Talon, but hrrau her heart, she still had na interest in opening the message and reading it. Perhaps she would later, after she asked tr’Vatrix his thoughts on it. Perhaps she would just ask him to read it for her, and let her know if it was anything she needed to bother herself about. After sitting there pondering the blinking message light on her screen, t’Rexan finally shook her head. “Oh Fvadt.....” and reached over to activate the button to read it after all, mumblings to herself “Why do I bother.....they....are nathing to me h'nah....na after what they did to us. They can drop yy’a for qiuu I care anymore.”

 

The message came up rhae the screen, causing her to curse under her breath. It had started out well enough, “Morgana.” She shook her head, “If any were to apologize, she is the one I half expected to hear from, even though it’s been awhile, at least she did.” The message went on, and L’haiy continued to listen to it, slowly the hope that perhaps there might be some reason to care about Talon again, giving way to the real reason for the message. What she thought was someone that she had considered a friend contacting her to offer apologies for what happened, turned out to really be a plea for help with what to do with a misplaced ISD. The apology was only a lead in to what to do with the device. Standing a moment to walk away from the terminal and look out the window at the passing starfield,

 

“My ISD,” she grumbled. “I was wondering what had happened to that.” That she had read it was na so much a concern, she knew much worse things. That t’Ksa would share it with N’Dak, someone whom she had recorded her thoughts on, about made her stomach turn. Trying to remember what all she had said, it quickly started to come back to her. She stepped back over to the desk and read the end of the message once again, “Fvadt, Fvadt, Fvadt,” letting out a string of expletives as well as any other crude utterance she knew.

 

“Morgana, why would au show him that? How did au get it? Fhaen, be the person I hope au are and protect my personal thoughts.” She looked at the date on the transmission, and saw it had been sent over 2 weeks ago. “Na, Elements fhaen keep that ISD hrrau a drawer.”

Quickly she composed a message back and sent it off to the Talon.

To: Daise’Erei’Riov Morganan t’Ksa, RES Talon

From: Khre’Riov L’haiy t’Rexan, RES Teronix

Subject: Data Returned

 

“Morgana, hann’yyo for taking the time to contact me and express au apologies for what had happened. Au have been the only io, something that has truly disappointed me, and yet proved my bondmate correct about the crew’s loyalty to me. With regards to the real reason for the communication, destroy the device, or at least purge the data recorded upon it. I do na wish my thoughts to be shared at this time, especially, as I am currently ‘reassessing’ how I feel about the crew and the ship. Hann’yyo again, “

 

t’Rexan