Rose's point of view:
Rose's forehead furrowed when Dragon rose and told her to stay put while she ran after Xangord. Good lot of help she could be. She grew frustrated and angry. She hated being left out of stuff. She looked at Nissa, the android, and wondered something.
"So, what did you do to those fairies, anyways?" she asked. "Do you think they were up to no-" before she could finish her sentence, she could feel it. The ripping feeling she'd been ignoring almost as much as blue's ramblings. It increased, as if before it had only been a strain at a seam, and it was now ripping. Rose fell to her knees. The pain ripped through her head, and she couldn't see. Everything was white, and the world seemed to be screaming.
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Taran's point of view
All he knew was that the gwees said Rose was in mortal danger. From what, they did not specify. No, that wasn't right. They hadn't said Rose was in mortal danger. They had said that blue was. Ignoring the claws dug into his head from the coco Niko, Taran raced after the gwees. He could hear ANTIE-D behind him. He just hoped they were in time. They ran into a dead end once, to Taran's great furstration, and they had to backtrack. He hoped they would be in time.
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Command Center at the Docking Station on Lia Alit Iil-tia
On the main terminal display screen, a neon green light flashed. They had an incoming trace-message. Pulling it up on his own screen, the communication officer stood up quickly. It was the Mith-hirl. That sign only meant one thing. And it's trace marks brought up the Captain of the Eylyrs. He left his desk and ran out of the main room. Taking flight, he flew across the main intersection ahead and straight into Major Tiel's office. He landed on the floor of the office without walls or halls, and addressed the Crusader Major directly.
"Sir. We just received a Mith-hirl. It is from Captain Rilla, the Eylyr that went down to the Nerissa Altsoba."
Major Tiel stood. "Are you certain?" he asked, his eyes suddenly intense.
"Yes sir." Answered the communication officer. He had never seen a Mith-hirl come through before, but every fairy knew that as one of the few Mercy hails.
"We must get moving quickly then. If an Eylyr used the Mith-hirl, there is only one reason. And for it to be Captain Rilla... " he broke off, and looked at the young officer. "Man your station, boy. I'll handle this from here."
As the communication officer flew off, Major Tiel traced a sigil on his desk. A voice answered.
"How may I help you?" came the soft feminie reply.
"I need to speak to her Majesty at once." he said quickly, but did not allow her the time to ask him why. "Eylyr Captain Rilla has issued a Mith-hirl from aboard the Nerissa Altsoba."
The thin voice gasped, and answered distantly, "Hold please."
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