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The Elder Luke's room, for the elder Tyler Marlocke

The elder Luke's room, being newly occupied, has not had time to collect much. In fact, its main indication of occupancy is the Luke Lump on the bed.

Said Lump is, in fact, awake, in that he is semi-conscious and could be roused to a state of 'more conscious', if necessary.

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...Many weapons are rather suddenly pointed at Tyler, for lo, he is expendable now.

"What is your objective here?"

"My objective is to warn you, since it is rather apparent that you have no legal rights or permits to be on this planet..." The weapons are going to be given a disdainful glance before looking at all of the aliens gathered there, and continuing in a calm voice that turns into a very soft growl. "That if you do not remove yourselves from this planet in a hurried fashion and return what you have taken from here, that the people I do represent will sue your entire species' culture back into the Stone Age."

Edited 2008-10-21 02:10 (UTC)

"Our records indicated that this planet had no contact with outside forces," says the alien.

Luke, meanwhile, is wishing he had the gift of telepathy, and is trying to figure out a way to mime 'Shadow Proclamation' at Tyler.

"Really? When was the last time your people updated those records?"

He's smiling. That can't be a good thing.

...There are a few moments of slightly nervous chatter. Tyler's smile is, apparently, universally feared.

And then someone is sent off to do this checking.

There is Eyeing in the meanwhile. "Who are you?"

"I'm a lawyer." That grin only deepens, with a happy growl on the last word of that sentence. "Any of you chaps get any bright ideas about shooting me, you can dream of poverty unto the seventh generation of your offspring."

There is uncomfortable foot-shuffling as the aliens wait for their fellow to come back with information.

Luke, meanwhile, is discovering that it is difficult to hack into a ship and plant information in its database about this when one is hiding in a bulkhead. Sigh.

Someone eventually ventures, "My seventh-generation grandkids never visit me."

FACEPALM, says the collective consciousness.

"Then I'm quite certain, you'll be very happy to live with them for the rest of your life, should you decide shooting me is a good idea." He's just going to crack his knuckles a bit.

"Brats," says another, more grannylike being, "all of them."

...Blink, says Luke, from behind the bulkhead.

At this point, the messanger alien returns. "The database was last updated 6.022 times ten to the negative 23rd standard time increments ago."

...Blink, Luke says again.

...Avogadro's number reversed, considering that these don't seem a very short-lived species, and factoring in the rate of particle decay...

"Anything else?" Still smiling fellas, except his stance has changed from simply standing there to a light-predator-about-to-spring crouch.

"He doesn't, uh-"

"Speak up, man!"

"-show up on the sensors."

Collective OH SHIT.

Slight smug from the Luke direction.

"My designation, is Moon Shadow, by the way." He's cackling faintly under his breath before--

Silence. Complete and utter silence filling the spot where the young man once stood.

He's no longer standing there. And no one can see him anywhere.

...And there is "OH SHIT" murmuring along the lines of 'What did he say?'. It's like a game of telephone, really, where it starts out with 'Moon Shadow' and ends with 'Shadow Proclamation'.

Luke, meanwhile, would like to know what is going on, plz.

He'll find out in just a moment, because Tyler's going to reappear, right in the face of the one who was sending out the orders a few moments ago.

"Do I have to suggest you chaps give back what you've taken and pack up and leave in a hurry again?"

The leader goes, very quietly, 'ho shit'. It'll take him ages of paperwork to justify this.

"You are from the Shadow Proclamation, yes?"

That grin only widens, it's good to play on someone's fears.

This may be the only answer the alien will be getting. Considering this guy just went invisible and got onto the ship without anyone noticing, do you really need to ask that question.

"Last warning. Return everything, and leave."

"......" says the leader.

"Cease all engagement," he says into the shipwide communications system. "Repeat, cease all engagement. We're departing this planet."

"Good decision. Hopefully, this won't happen again." Less predatory and more pleased smile before he stands straight again. "I'll just collect what you've taken from this planet. I believe you have a human in that corridor over there, do you not?"

A smiling gesture towards where Ross is being kept drugged.

"-Do we?" the leader says.

Beat.

"Oh, we do. Bring him out, will someone?"

Luke says: YES! :D

He'll be dragged along in a minute.

Tyler approves of this plan as well. He didn't bring his really fun battle equipment to this shindig. He's just going to look at Luke popping out from the bulkhead with a mild surprise before giving the leader a Look.

"Two humans?" The tone speaks of an annoyed corrections officer.

"We-"

More murmured conversation. "-We did? And he disappeared?"

...Hopeful 'what can you do?' shrug towards Tyler.

Luke will... just lean against the wall for helpful balance for the moment.

Tyler will just step over to Luke and pick him upright and steady by one arm, looking up calmly as Ross is produced and brought over.

"Thank you for your cooperation gentlemen, I'll take these two out now."

Produced, in this case, means 'dragged'. He hasn't had as long as Luke to recover, unfortunately, so while he's more or less aware of his surroundings, he's kinda-

-yeah.

Which is to say, have another human to support, O Great and Might Lawyer. The leader peers at Tyler. "Fields report that terms of truce have been accepted, and the human military installation is moving out."

Translation: you go now?

"Thank you, I'll just find my own way out." If he remembers those interior maps correctly it's down a different corridor. Ross will just be slung over his shoulders in a firemen's carry for now. Luke can lean on him and lead the way out.

Luke does, in fact, remember the way back to the transmat, largely because there were maps in that database he hacked.

...The transmat is seriously going to give the two UNIT representatives a FUN TIME, notes the narration.

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