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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Keia" data-source="post: 1305201" data-attributes="member: 98">Inside Warehouse 37 Las Vegas, Nevada0724:06 hours, June 3, 2003"Sar assasarr na salas exseres.  Sar assasarr na salas inserrno.  Sar carran unas assassar,” Jeremiah said.  Jeremiah put the words together carefully as possible using all of his diplomatic skills at his disposal.  He felt the dryness of his mouth and throat, the last few words little more that a croak.  Jeremiah looked into blackened pits of the creatures eyes, seeing nothing there – though Jeremiah felt that he didn’t want to look away from those eyes . . . .The creature spoke, quieter that he had previously, and again Jeremiah could only understand a portion of what was said . . . (the below is still in the creature's tongue - didn't want to translate so much)“We came through the ‘Sshaparaii sereanner’ humans of silver.  They <unknown> great tribute of souls and fuel.  When we <unknown> in the darkness, there were <unknown> and great fire - we were happy.  <unknown> now the fires burn low, and the <unknown> does not melt to our touch.  The cold comes and will <unknown> us.  We thank you for <unknown>** tribute which will keep us warm for a while. In <unknown>, I will not use you as fuel, though I ‘nakk’ to take us home before my <unknown>wears thin.”  The creature again slithered slightly toward Durant after he was done speaking, though he kept his gaze on Jeremiah**The creature turned its head to regard Durant, Montoya and Fallon.Lorelai noticed that Jeremiah looked unsteady on his feet, and was swaying slightly.OOC: all</blockquote>

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