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<blockquote data-quote="mfloyd3" data-source="post: 5682784" data-attributes="member: 23867">Xoria looks at Vela, still stone-faced.&nbsp; The desert woman's sentimental streak surprises her, and in spite of her own upbringing, Xoria hears herself saying, &quot;Well said.&quot;She looks around.&nbsp; The forecastle where they are sitting is theirs alone, the crew occupied elsewhere and the ur men far displaced from them.&nbsp; Even the dangerously curious Punketah is otherwise occupied, down below deck checking the ship's cargo of exotic creatures.&nbsp; The wind is high enough to carry away their words, and better to speak in the open than to huddle in their quarters and announce their desire for secrecy.&quot;I need to tell you something,&quot; she tells her companions.&nbsp; They look at her expectantly.&nbsp; &quot;I do not wish to go to Zor.&nbsp; It is not safe for me there, not yet.&nbsp; I intend to leave the ship in Cahil.&nbsp; I would like...&quot;&nbsp; Her voice trails off.&nbsp; &quot;I would like for you to come with me, at least for a time.&nbsp; Cahil is a city like Zor, and I know something of how business is done in such cities.&nbsp; If you come with me and help me for a time, I will do everything I can to help you return to your homes.&quot;OOC:&nbsp; OK, Xoria will resume carrying the circlet (she does not want to lose it), but will steer clear of the ur men.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="mfloyd3, post: 5682784, member: 23867"] Xoria looks at Vela, still stone-faced. The desert woman's sentimental streak surprises her, and in spite of her own upbringing, Xoria hears herself saying, "Well said." She looks around. The forecastle where they are sitting is theirs alone, the crew occupied elsewhere and the ur men far displaced from them. Even the dangerously curious Punketah is otherwise occupied, down below deck checking the ship's cargo of exotic creatures. The wind is high enough to carry away their words, and better to speak in the open than to huddle in their quarters and announce their desire for secrecy. "I need to tell you something," she tells her companions. They look at her expectantly. "I do not wish to go to Zor. It is not safe for me there, not yet. I intend to leave the ship in Cahil. I would like..." Her voice trails off. "I would like for you to come with me, at least for a time. Cahil is a city like Zor, and I know something of how business is done in such cities. If you come with me and help me for a time, I will do everything I can to help you return to your homes." OOC: OK, Xoria will resume carrying the circlet (she does not want to lose it), but will steer clear of the ur men. [/QUOTE]

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