Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24652012-20141204034243/@comment-24652012-20150109030022

Madam celestial Saber holds the chain of severed heads, looking at the spot that represents where our heads could be at any moment. "You know Stars, as sickening as it sounds, their is only 1 reason why this dose not intimidate me."

Lord of the Stars: "Why?"

Madam celestial Saber: "Indeed, we are hopelessly out numbered, but if you notice, most of these heads are chat mayors and chat fleet masters. Even if they wipe out our entire clan, and have all other Kig-yar factions afraid to appose them, they will continue our work for us."

Lord of the Stars: "And what exactly is, our work?"

Madam celestial Saber: "Dethroning the chat of corse."

Lord of the Stars: "Yah, weal I think you are forgetting, those heads their may be chat, and those heads their mandalorians, but those other heads, they are good souled family loving chat apposing REBELS. And oh, more importantly, *I show her the chain links that represent where our children's heads could fit.*

Madam celestial Saber: "Where are they?"

Lord of the Stars: "With their body guards making snow demo..... angles."

Madam celestial Saber: "Bring them in, its their bed time."

Lord of the Stars: "Isn't it a bit early?"


 * she points at the setting sun* "On yoth, once the sun goes down, temperatures drop so fast you can freeze to death in minuets, aahahah that's why its their bed time."