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Post by indar on Jun 6, 2009 11:20:45 GMT -5
Indar 632's Blade ship was unique among the Empire; it was made in the design of a typical Blade ship, only, there was a small Dome atop the region where the "handle" touched the "head." This was Visser Five's feeding area when he had no access to a grassy planet.
Right now, he was feeding his host-body here. He loved the silence, and the serenity. There were a few of his personal Hork-Bajir guards, the legendary Green Band, but they did not disturb him; it was as though he was alone. He dipped his hoof into the sparkling artificial stream, sighing through his nose-slits, and staring up at the stars.
His host was filled with great longing...but Himuran was comforted by the feeling of being in a Dome as well.
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Skaar had the bridge while the Visser was away. There was no-one that Indar could trust more than the Yeerk he could call his closest friend. And it was then that a great opportunity, for Skaar, Indar, and the Empire itself, would show itself.
A Skrit Na vessel had jumped from Z-space. A Hork-Bajir-Controller hailed them, demanding what they were doing here.
"I wish to speak with your leader," the Na captain said in Galard. "I have something that might interest him." If Na smiled, he would be; the Yeerks would certainly give him a lot for what he had to give them...
((OOC: Ty, once you get Skaar done, please jump in as him. =3 Don't call the Visser yet.))
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Post by Lee Ryonas on Jun 9, 2009 7:55:42 GMT -5
Skaar took command on the bridge of the ship. He was not only Visser 5's Captain, but also Sub Visser 23.
He saw Visser Five as a close friend, then again, Skaar defined a friend merely as someone who can help him get what he wanted most. Power.
He stood there, his host just an ordinary Hork-Bajir. Then, the Skrit Na made contact. "Our leader is busy at the moment, and cannot be disturbed," Skaar said in the guttural tone of the Hork-Bajir. "You are speaking with Sub Visser 23. You will tell me what you have found, and I will decide whether or not it is important enough to get the Visser for.
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Post by indar on Jun 9, 2009 12:46:53 GMT -5
A Hork-Bajir face appeared on their screen. "Our leader is busy at the moment, and cannot be disturbed. You are speaking with Subvisser 23. You will tell me what you have found, and I will decide whether or not it is important enough to get the Visser for."
"Very well!" exclaimed the Na captain Tohash, bringing his hands together excitedly. "Bring the creature forward!"
"Bring the creature forward!" another Na repeated, to those in the back. A group of Skrit brought it; it was not sedated. It was very much free, and complying with all of their demands, though he couldn't speak any of the known languages, so communication was difficult.
"We found a whole planet of this!" the Na said, as the strange, cat-like creature with two sets of arms bowed before the screen, singing a song that sounded like praise, its eyes downcast. "They all wanted to come with us!" He laughed excitedly...and hoped the Yeerks would truly be grateful, and reward him~
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Post by Lee Ryonas on Jun 10, 2009 8:05:55 GMT -5
Skaar eyed the screen as they brought out the creature. He forced back the smile that was trying to form on his Hork-Bajir face. Very important, indeed... "One more thing. I will get the Visser, but first, tell me everything you know about this creature...."
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Post by indar on Jun 10, 2009 10:50:55 GMT -5
The Na smiled...or whatever could be considered a smile on that big-eyed, large-headed grey. "Apparently, there are thousands...perhaps millions, on their world: a large moon orbiting a gas giant. They are highly religious, as you can tell - he's worshipping you right now, I think. They have not been beyond the stars."
Of course, Tohash knew of the Yeerk Classification system; this could very well be a Class Five species. "As for the rest...well, I'm giving him to you, so I'm sure you could find out yourself. Of course, I would like something in return..."
He was nervous. Yeerks...they weren't exactly the most trustworthy species. And they weren't fond of the Skrit Na because they didn't like anything they couldn't infest.
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Post by Lee Ryonas on Jun 11, 2009 8:04:39 GMT -5
Skaar stared blankly at the Na for a moment. He wasn't at all impressed with the explanation. He let out an irritated sigh. Turning to another Hork-Bajir controller, he ordered, "Go get the Visser." Nervously, he obeyed.
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Post by indar on Jun 11, 2009 8:57:26 GMT -5
Indar sighed through his nose-slits, as his hooves crushed the grass beneath them, the juices nourishing his Andalite host-body. His host was still bothering him in his head; he would never have peace except in the pool, as his normal Yeerk self. But that was what it was like, being a Controller. Indar had never really aspired to be anything; he had gained his power through pure dumb luck, as the humans called it. It was almost amusing that he was in such a high position as Visser Five now. A Hork-Bajir stepped into the Dome; Indar saw him through a stalk-eye. <I am feeding,< he said, his thought-speech voice relaying no emotion whatsoever. <Whatever it is, it must be important.> The Visser was not ruthless like the former Visser Three had been; he knew what value a host, especially a Hork-Bajir, was. The worst fate one of them might face at the hands of Visser Five would be being returned to the pool. "I am sorry for disturbing your feeding Visser; Subvisser Twenty-Three sent me," the Hork-Bajir-Controller said respectfully. Instantly, Indar turned to face him with his main-eyes, expressing interest; if Skaar had a reason for summoning him, then it must be important. <And what are his reasons?> the Visser replied calmly. <What is it he has found?> "A Skrit Na ship hailed us," the Hork-Bajir replied, and the Andalite-Controller scowled. Skrit Na...those silly meddlers. "They have something to offer us. From what they told us, it seems to be a Class Five species." His language was a mish-mash of languages, but the translator chip in Indar's host's head translated it, and the visser's eyes widened slightly. <I see. I will go see for myself if this is true. Tell them to dock, and escort them to the bridge.> With that, he left the Dome, and headed to the bridge, contained within the diamond-shaped area of the Blade ship. When he arrived there, the Controllers, mostly Hork-Bajir and human (Indar did not like using Taxxons for more than clean-up or piloting), turned to attention. |
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Post by Lee Ryonas on Jun 11, 2009 9:44:15 GMT -5
When Visser Five walked in, Skaar stood at attention, showing respect for his friend and superior. He whispered, "Visser, our...guests," The word guest was said with a sneer, "say this species worships us, but will not tell us much more. I don't like the sound of this very much..."
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Post by indar on Jun 11, 2009 13:25:05 GMT -5
Indar grimaced. Filthy Skrit Na... He was not fond of them, and their meddling. He let them do as they did; they had their uses, and Indar wanted to treat this gently; it could be a Class Five species, and thus the salvation of the Yeerk Empire.
<I will judge this for myself,> he said privately to Skaar, standing beside the captain, and waiting for the Skrit Na to arrive on the bridge. And they did. There was the Na captain, and his creature. A human-Controller had a Dracon trained on his head, and there were two Hork-Bajir on either side of him. If he tried anything, he'd be dead in an instant. Needless to say, he looked nervous.
Indar moved forward, tailblade ominously in plain sight. He approached the captain and his cargo, which stared up at him with cat-like eyes. The Andalite-Controller brushed his hand across the creature's shoulder, and it stilled. As he pulled back, it knelt before him again, muttering its strange chants of praise (or so it sounded).
Indar stepped back, and informed the people in the bridge: <I am going to morph this creature.> He then closed his eyes, and the changes began, the gruesome transition from Andalite to feline creature. When he finished, he glanced around, noting the extremely keen senses of smell and hearing, as well as the confident mind that surfaced. He spoke, in Galard. "This creature is...impressive. Ah, no speech impediments. Imp. Ed. Ssss." He wasn't used to having a mouth; he couldn't resist sounding out the words.
He turned to the Na captain. "Millions, you say? Mill. Yuns."
"Yes, sirr..."
"We will be unable to know until he is infested, but I believe there to be a possibility. If so, despite how much distaste I have for your kind, you shall be rewarded."
"Yes!!" The Na looked excited. Indar demorphed from the body, and called Skaar to his side.
<How would you like to be a pioneer in a possible new era, old friend?> he said privately to Skaar.
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Post by Lee Ryonas on Jun 12, 2009 8:47:57 GMT -5
Skaar nodded when Indar told him he'd judge it himself, then watched as he morphed the creature. Interesting, we may very well have something here, he thought. He ran the different possibilities through his head, the benefits of having such a host.
Skaar stood at his Visser's side when Indar demorphed and ordered him to. He held back a smile as Indar asked if he would like to be a pioneer of a possible new era. He nodded sincerely. "Yes, Visser. It would be an honor, old friend."
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Post by indar on Jun 12, 2009 20:42:51 GMT -5
<Good,> Indar replied, before turning to the Na. <You will remain on this ship; if this is indeed a Class Five species, I intend to reward you. I am not one to go back on my word.> He wasn't that type of person; he would make sure the Skrit Na recieved something in return. He turned to his Hork-Bajir guards, and ordered them to prepare the creature for infestation by Skaar. They held him, as two other guards and Indar himself, walked Skaar to beside the creature. These guards flanked him, a human-Controller training a Dracon on stun upon his Hork-Bajir host.
The creature was held by its arms, and one of the Hork-Bajir tilted the creature's head with ease, and exposed what must have been an ear canal in its tall, pointed furry ears. It was ready to be infested; Skaar would become the first Controller of what might be a Class Five species. Indar watched intently, and hopefully. He lightly patted Skaar's host's shoulder before it commenced.
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Post by Lee Ryonas on Jun 16, 2009 12:47:05 GMT -5
Skaar slithered out of the Hork-Bajir's ear and into the possible Class Five Species. He took control rather easily. "Thank you, Visser. It is an honor."
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Post by indar on Jun 17, 2009 2:15:18 GMT -5
What Skaar would discover in the creature's mind was that it was completely submissive - in fact, it was in awe of what was, to it, a god. Its name was Erudet Ender Beimir Riaggi. The first two names were of its father and mother, respectively. It was male, and it had an older brother, Rehur. Rehur had lost all faith in the gods, according to Beimir.
The Perit Hur were organised into groups known as clans; they were all highly religious. Omnivorous in biology, the Perit Hur were mostly scavengers, and on their planet, there were hundreds of millions of them, organised into thousands of clans. The Riaggi clan was turning towards agriculture, but times were tough - they needed a god to guide them. That god, Beimir believed, was present before him.
The abilities of the Perit Hur were part of what made them Class Five: night vision, decent day vision, excellent hearing, excellent smell, versatility in diet, and a cool confidence, like that of a cat. It was agile on its two legs, and two of its four arms were strong, with claws on the end; the others were nimble enough to work with control panels or Dracons. The only real impediment was that, in a fight between a Hork-Bajir and a Perit Hur, with just the natural body, the Hork-Bajir would win.
Millions of bodies...willing to sell their souls to their "gods"...it seemed too good to be true, didn't it?
Indar stared intently at the creature as Skaar seized control. <So, what do you think? Is it Class Five? What are they called?>
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Post by Lee Ryonas on Jul 5, 2009 21:13:59 GMT -5
"They're called Perit Hur. Truly a class five species. They see us as gods, and can prove very useful." He continued explaining. "Though, one on one, with no weapons, a Hork-Bajir could take a Perit Hur rather easily."
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