kookalouris
First Post
Spider up close is the epitome of the best of Zhodani, fortright, honest and kind. This causes Syke to instantly try and reconcile two impulses. The first is to attack his ancient enemy. The second is hug his new brother (his psychic awareness now making Syke closer to the Zhodani than his kin and people).
His mind chooses a middle ground. He speaks, quietly and completely.
"I. don't. need. your. help, Zhodani."
His subconscious mind was nowhere as shy. His displaced shock and fear found a psychic voice.
I DON'T NEED YOUR HELP, ZHODANI!
The psychic scream coursed outward, threatening to reveal Spider and Syke both as exactly what they are to everyone around.
Syke whispers, "Uh oh, maybe I do..."
(OOC: There aren't many ways to have Syke instantly overcome years of distrust without spending years in posting. A sudden riot might accomplish that. Besides, what's a futuristic cantina without a futuristic bar fight ["No blasters, no blasters!!]?
This is quite a presumption on my part so I ask that all the local psionics [the PCs] hear the scream for sure and that Lief decides if the rest of the local populace does as well)
His mind chooses a middle ground. He speaks, quietly and completely.
"I. don't. need. your. help, Zhodani."
His subconscious mind was nowhere as shy. His displaced shock and fear found a psychic voice.
I DON'T NEED YOUR HELP, ZHODANI!
The psychic scream coursed outward, threatening to reveal Spider and Syke both as exactly what they are to everyone around.
Syke whispers, "Uh oh, maybe I do..."
(OOC: There aren't many ways to have Syke instantly overcome years of distrust without spending years in posting. A sudden riot might accomplish that. Besides, what's a futuristic cantina without a futuristic bar fight ["No blasters, no blasters!!]?
This is quite a presumption on my part so I ask that all the local psionics [the PCs] hear the scream for sure and that Lief decides if the rest of the local populace does as well)
Last edited: