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Post by Tyrelinn-Malenor-Gorith on Dec 11, 2009 19:01:32 GMT -5
<You better do more than keep it in mind,> he said privately, <because if you were to run out of ranks to drop, I'll drop your head.> He sighed to himself. Sure, this was a good thing to find Nichole, but Norpo lost what little of Tyrel's trust he had.
<Yeah, that's correct.> He smiled at Nichole. <Well, we were all teenagers at some point. Even the old slug, there.>
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Post by Michelle Orden on Dec 11, 2009 19:05:45 GMT -5
She sort of snorted. "True. Well...um...Where am I going to be living..." She bit her lip.
Norpo shot him a look. He never really cared for Tyrelinn. Maybe it was just his old host's prejudice. He wasn't sure.
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Post by Tyrelinn-Malenor-Gorith on Dec 11, 2009 19:20:28 GMT -5
Tyrel honestly couldn't stand Norpo. He spoke privately again, <Look at me like that one more time and your head'll roll right here, right now.> He sighed, wishing he hadn't let Hannah convince him to allow Norpo on then promote him. In terms of rank, he wasn't too far below Hannah. The glare was visible on his Andalite face, and he turned away.
<Nichole, I can let you stay here, if you like.> He then added privately, <Just keep an eye on Norpo...> She seemed like pretty much the same Nichole. He'd always trusted her. He just wished she'd have been there a few years ago...
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Post by Michelle Orden on Dec 11, 2009 19:30:11 GMT -5
Norpo said nothing. Instead he turned to go, but not before leaning into Nichole and whispering. "Just give me a call or something if you need anything. I still want to take a look at that chip, ok?"
She nodded, watching as he wandered off. She frowned, turning to Tyrelinn and crossing her arms. "Why don't you trust him?" she asked in a low voice. She had lived with Norpo for years. She knew Tyrelinn didn't trust Yeerks, but he seemed to have a vendetta...
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Post by Tyrelinn-Malenor-Gorith on Dec 11, 2009 20:17:37 GMT -5
Tyrel noted the whispering. <What was that? I guess, another secret. You're dropped three ranks. Now you're right up there with that guy who got us the coffee.Like I said. Secrets kill wars. And bite me in the ass. So keep. NO. Secrets. From. Me,> he growled.
<I don't trust him because of all the damn secrets. He expects us to win when he doesn't tell the fucking general about jack shit? I shoulda never let him on...> he grumbled.
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Post by Michelle Orden on Dec 11, 2009 20:21:27 GMT -5
Norpo just flipped him off and continued walking. Tia had rubbed off on him too much.
Nichole gave him a look. "You know...if you had just asked me, I could have told you exactly what he said. After all, what in fuck do you think made me change like that, huh?"
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Post by Tyrelinn-Malenor-Gorith on Dec 11, 2009 20:24:58 GMT -5
<Look, don't you start on me too. I've taken way too much shit outta him as it is. He better be GLAD I'm more patient than the Brotherhood.> He glared at her. <I don't know, but I've been finding shit like this out from him since day one. I should just have him executed for disloyalty...Sorry...I just don't need this bullshit right now. I'm REALLY happy to see you again, but it's the damn circumstances. That damn yeerk might as well be handin' us over to David on a silver platter....> He sighed heavily. <Not that I'd be surprised.>
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Post by Michelle Orden on Dec 11, 2009 20:30:09 GMT -5
She looked like she was going to slap him. "Listen, Tyrelinn. I know I'm missing about 10 years here, but I've lived with him for years. I trust him. With my life. Even if you don't. I volunteered to let him experiment on me. So if you want to blame anyone, blame me."
She crossed her arms. "And if you're still the Tyrelinn I used to know, you'll realize that soon enough."
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Post by Tyrelinn-Malenor-Gorith on Dec 11, 2009 20:32:54 GMT -5
<I know. But how am I supposed to trust someone who keeps secrets from his own general?> He frowned. <Look at me. The tan in my fur, these scars. I'm not exactly who I was. I'm a soldier now. Like father wanted...> He laughed bitterly, though it showed sadness. <Look at me...Tyrelinn Malenor Gorith....a damned General....>
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Post by Michelle Orden on Dec 11, 2009 20:36:35 GMT -5
She smiled sadly. "And look at me...A girl out of time and place. Wibbly wobbly...timey wimey..." she muttered to herself. It was from an old TV show. "Everything has changed in these ten years..." She sighed. "And I can't even drink yet."
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Post by Tyrelinn-Malenor-Gorith on Dec 11, 2009 20:41:02 GMT -5
He hugged her, something he'd have never done twenty years ago, or even ten. <If I learned anything over the past twenty years, it's that everything happens for some reason or another...maybe you were MEANT to be a young girl trapped in the wrong time frame. And actually...> he had a gleam in his eye. <David rules the world...one good thing about that, if you'd call it good...no legal drinking age.> He winked with his stalk eye.
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Post by Michelle Orden on Dec 11, 2009 20:44:32 GMT -5
She hugged him back. She really needed a hug, but she wasn't sure if Tyrelinn was a huggy person. She sort of smiled. "No drinking age? Sounds like something I need to take advantage of. And I hope you're right. I would hate to think that there was no reason what so ever for being out of time."
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Post by Tyrelinn-Malenor-Gorith on Dec 11, 2009 20:48:18 GMT -5
He chuckled. <Exactly. Feel free to stay here as long as you want. Maybe you can ease a little tension between me and Norpo. I kind of want to cut his middle fingers off at this point,> he half joked.
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Post by Michelle Orden on Dec 11, 2009 20:56:10 GMT -5
She laughed. "At least that's not Tia. I'd imagine you two would end up killing each other after five minutes. Besides...maybe I can even get you two to actually like each other. Or at least not want to kill each other."
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Post by Tyrelinn-Malenor-Gorith on Dec 11, 2009 21:38:17 GMT -5
<So true,> he said with a smile. <Thanks. I'd like that.>
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