Dante raised an eyebrow at Dara once the door shut behind them and spoke, "I'm suprised no one tried to shoot you after you said that. Or arrest you or.... Okay, those are the only two options."

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Four Gods wait on the windowsill,
Where once eight Gods did war and will,
And if the Gods themselves may die,
What does that say for you and I?

Now, three Gods wait on the windowsill
Where one God's blood was lately spilled
While black tongues lap at the spreading pool
And build the strength they need to rule.

Cyril hesitently left the room and headed to the cockpit. He looked over the modifications the crew was doing.

He noted the places where they had obviously (intentionaly) messed up and set them asside for a later date. At the moment he had a decesion to make.

he needed to talk to Dara.

He wondered the ship looking for the doctor.

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"Yeah haha" he laughed nervousely "Me too...We're commiting treason...on my suggestion." He stood still for a moment letting it sink in.
"I'l be in my quarters if anyone wants me....errr could you stay with Natia. I don't think she should be left alone." He gave a weak smile before heading off to his room.

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After checking the ship Cyril tried Dara's quarters.

he walked up and hit the buzzer, then waited for a response.

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Dante gave a full, hearty laugh at the doctors (makes me think I'm talking about myself ) comment, "Don't worry doc, I've got yer back. Not like its the first time I've done something treasonous. And doubt it'll be the last, either."

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Four Gods wait on the windowsill,
Where once eight Gods did war and will,
And if the Gods themselves may die,
What does that say for you and I?

Now, three Gods wait on the windowsill
Where one God's blood was lately spilled
While black tongues lap at the spreading pool
And build the strength they need to rule.

Dara opened the door and let Cyril in.
"Oh sir" he was slightly taken aback. Was this becuase of his suggestion? He looked at Cyril worridly but beckoned him in all the same. Shutting the door firmly behind them.

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Cyril entered, looking down at the floor. He paced around for a moment before stopping and looking up at Dara.

"I have a difficult decesion tomake," he began. "I need toknow that what is wrong with Natia is worth puting us all in danger. When we get to the Rebel controlled planet there will be no turning back."

He paused for a moment again.

"In your profesional opinion, doctor, could it be something life threatening?"

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Dara gave a sigh of relief then quickly though about it.
"When we were on the planet there was nothing anyone could have done. She was dieing in my hands. On the other hand now we've left the planet she's in perfect condition.
I'm torn between thinking she'l be fine if we avoid the planet and thinking that it was more something on the planet that was affecting or controlling her. It seemed as if there was something...not natural happening.
If something was controlling her it may have left something behind whitch i can't pick up; it may happen again."
He gave a weak smile. "Its impossible for me to give a professional expeiance as this dosn't have the hallmarks of a medical issue."
He gave Cyril a quizzical look. "Sir, i'v noticed that Natia sometimes has strange attacks, but nothing is mentioned on her medical form. Is thre something i should know?"

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Cyril didn't reply for some time, seeming to consider Dara's words.

"We all have our secrets," Cyril said. "If Natia has some, then you will have to ask her."

Cyril once again looked at the floor, seemingly deep in thought.

"Round up all your medical personel. Any of the crew that are loyal enough to the Empire to turn us in and give them our location is going to have to be dropped off at the next planet."

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"That will be all but one of my men then. My treating of Rebels they disagreed with but tolerated. Open treason they will not." Dara reliped sadly before going to carry out orders; leaveing Cyril in his room.

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Cyril sighed. "What am I getting myself into?" he wondered.

He turned around and headed to the cockpit. Before long the pilots were changing course and heading to the nearest Imperial controlled planet.

The trip was short, but to long for Cyril. As the ship was landing he made the announcement and ordered all personel that would have a problem with their little "detour" to gather their things and prepair to be dropped off on the planet's surface.

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(we done with this one or are you guys still interested in playing?)

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(sorry i was waiting for the others)

Dara watched as his entire medical staff but one; and the most inexperianced one at that left the ship.
"We'ed better find good facilities Sir, becuase i don't have a team any more." He warned

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"I know," Cyril nodded.

"Lets get going," he said after all the untrustworthy crew members had been dropped off on the planet.

"We can't go to the nearest rebel planet," he said. "The crew will expect that and tell the Empire once they are found. We have to go to an out of the way planet to keep their searches off us."

It felt strange talking about the Empire as if he were a seperate entity once again.

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OOC: Was waiting for something to pertain to my guy so it wouldn't be a pointless post.

IC: Dante watched as most of the crew filtered off the ship. Imediatly after which, he began to scour the hull for any tracking bugs. He checked in all the obvious places first, hoping it would be there. It was not.

So Dante moved onto the more difficult to reach hiding spots. In various cracks and crevases, he found three seperate bugs. Each one he carefully placed onto a different ship in the vacinity, making sure no one noticed him doing so. Then he checked the ship over twice more.

On the second sweep, he found a fourth bug, and this one he placed on a ship with one of the other bugs to make them more likely to chase that one. He re-entered the ship and grunted, "We're clean."

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Four Gods wait on the windowsill,
Where once eight Gods did war and will,
And if the Gods themselves may die,
What does that say for you and I?

Now, three Gods wait on the windowsill
Where one God's blood was lately spilled
While black tongues lap at the spreading pool
And build the strength they need to rule.

"Good," Cyril said, smiling internally as he considered that was his next move as well.

"Lets get heading to the planet. Roona is suspected to be rebel controled, it's out of the way and not directly near our position."

Cyril explained as he entered the coordinates into the ship computor.

It wasn't long before the ship was traveling through space and jumped into hyperspace. The trip would take a while so Cyril went to check on Natia.

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