*waving to the amarrian*

" thanks for the directions, il see you again soon"

((That was the most reasonable conversation we have ever had....))

Overhearing the conversation, Aero heads their way before they depart. He places his hand on Kador's shoulder and looking at Void Echo proclaimed,

"We Amarrians do not take any joy in killing. Be it a traitor or just one clone of an immortal, all life is sacred and violence is a most unfortunate yet necessary evil. Many hours have I spent in the chapels repenting for all the lives I have taken to defend what our faith. That is also a shared perspective among the Gallente, or at least within their doctrine."

Overhearing the conversation, Aero heads their way before they depart. He places his hand on Kador's shoulder and looking at Void Echo proclaimed,

"We Amarrians do not take any joy in killing. Be it a traitor or just one clone of an immortal, all life is sacred and violence is a most unfortunate yet necessary evil. Many hours have I spent in the chapels repenting for all the lives I have taken to defend what our faith. That is also a shared perspective among the Gallente, or at least within their doctrine."

Satja dashed down the corridor, cradled under her arm is the Neocom unit Kador has asked her for. She was glad he had relieved her of having to be in the presence of the Gallentean. Though she was sure he was not a bad person, she never had trusted immortals she did not know.

As she rounded the corner her heart sank as she saw Gallentean still with he master, though a second later her heart fluttered as she noted Aero. There was something about him that always did that, though she couldn't be sure exactly what.

She approached the trio swiftly.

As she did she heard her master speak, he had n.

"Killing is a sin.....and never one I could truly live with. It is only through the Lord's endless love for all his creations, as damned and broken as I am, and the comradery of my brothers in arms, as well as Satja's companionship that I can deal with such things in good consciousness."

With those words her heart skipped beat, breathless, and slowly reddening as the blood rushed to her face, she tooka deep breath trying to calm herself.

"Kador" she squeaked, an embarrassingly high tone. "The Neocom you needed."

Then bowed low to Aero.

"Godsgrace upon you Templar".

She took her place at Kadors should, right next to where Aero's hand was.

Her master looked utterly shocked, his skin was pale, but there was blood in the cheeks, she was sure he had not meant to say so much in her presence.

Still, she consider, this was a good thing, it was good to know how he truly felt.

*Doniken looks steadily at the girl next to aero*

"whatever your name is, I apologize for not knowing it so I can great you properly.. however I do have one thing to say.... it is truly a rare thing in this galaxy to find real companionship whether is be friendship, marriage, or anything else.. count yourself lucky that you have an immortal who thinks so highly of you as his close friend... and I apologize if I scared you before"

"It is Satja, sir, Satja Askarin of the Vhreikior, and now of the Amarr." She stuttered. Busied herself with on of Kador's favourite habits, brushing the ruffles out of her roughspun tunic. "It is nothing like that sir, I just....am wary of you... I mean Gallentean.., uh your people, sir."

She flushed a shade of red that darkened her face.

"And I thank you. He has been a kind master, and a good and gentle man." She added hurriedly.

Good God get a hold of yourself girl, she said internally, these are immortals. Do not disgrace yourself, you are better than this.

With that thought in her mind she handed Kador the Neocom as elegantly as she could, then took a resolute, but respectful stance at her masters shoulder, inwardly grinning at his admittance that he found her companionship as enjoyable as she found his.

*Doniken places his right hand on the left side of his chest and bows his head*

"Satja... that's perfectly understandable, if you have never been to the federation yourself, it doesn't surprise me how much you hate my race. in fact, before i came here, i hand the mind of the minmitar republic towards your empire, but i have shed those prejudices and biased judgments in hopes of gathering knowledge on all the cultures this galaxy has to offer. and i do hope you find my presence to be tolerable in the future if i am ever here again."

"and please, call me Doniken."

Niina sits on a bench in the hallways. Despite the bustle around her, she is overtaken with an overwhelming feeling that she is woefully alone on this station. She crosses her legs and leans back a bit, watching the soldiers around her going about their daily routines. Some of the people who called this place home... Ancestors choke, they looked less humans and more like walking weapons bred for combat.

"Well' Mwaxi, where's ya' been?" He says in an "Elmer Fud" voice.

*Doniken walks out of the library, notices the image the caldari girl had on her neocom, it was of the soldier he had talked to a day earlier.*

"could she be this niina person he was talking about?" he thought to himself

*Doniken walks over to her*

"hi, my name is Doniken Vokera, are you by any chance, Niina?"

Niina shakes her head awkwardly. It takes a moment before she decides to speak.

"I... Believe I should thank you. Galm told me about you. He said that you were the one that put him in contact with the men who made me an immortal."

Niina bites down on her tongue until she starts to taste blood.

Not like I had much of a choice.

(( YOU EVIL ****** VOID HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO SATJA's ONLY MORTAL FRIEND!))

((HAHAHAHAHA YOUR REACTION IS PRICELESS)) ((i did it because i did not want her or her lover to go through loss of each other))

((Face palms but then you cut off so many potential story options, I have so much delicious sadness planned for this poor bastard, I'm just glad I'm not him....wait.....))