nova>> yes neto?

neto> run a diagnostik on the communication systems. i seem to be missing an important set of transmissions. i think some of my c-mail isnt coming thru.

nova> o ya. those were rerouted?

neto> rerouted?

nova> yes. in accordance with code 2332.132. subroutine A.ancient elvish dialects protocol

neto > um. explicate.

nova> all communications which exhibit exceptional understanding of classified elvish dialects are rerouted by the elvish crystal circuitry. its a protective subroutine on wyk and solarion's interface shard.

neto> what?!

nova> yes. there are a number of circuit override switches which can divert incoming streams

neto> no way!

nova> way.

neto> those brats! thats like elvish trickery!. they're reading my freakin c-mail. censoring it probably. beady little eyes and pointears! hey, can't you bypass the code?

nova> ha! well i anticipated your terran temper and gave it a go. the results were mostly unpleasant for me. basic system shocks. a kind of distasteful elvish warning of high level power surges and database wipeouts if i proceeded, which you can imagine i did not.

neto> what the hell? what in the betazoidian mutations do they think they are doing? can't they trust me? crafty skinny glowing point ears!

nova> you are half point ear

neto> well luckily i avoided the deceptive and secretive conniving gene eh? i'm no trickster liar.

nova> unless you happen to be a central terran command officer

neto> that's different. officers of the law are to fucked with and deceived on principle.

nova> i imagine wyk is still a bit sore from the last few encounters you've had with her special shards. you aren't exactly staying in accordance with her wishes.

neto> zif i'm just supposed to have an elvish shard and not use it! well why didnt she just instigate some hair raising electrical shock subroutine on the whole freakin shard then? i tell you, i think they are just having fun watching everything thru that massive lcd.

nova> elves have been known to employ less than democratik methodologies of intelligence gathering.

neto> well whatever. its only some messages from the mer. i mean..er.. well..ikon's with her. it's that dialect of hers. i'm still stumbling over it,

nova> she'll be back in a day or two anyways. its only a two day ride to the station. ikon will probably cast some new genius trajectory and be back in the hour.

neto> strange they haven't communicated. well..i bet they have communicted and wyk is just reading the mail and laaaaughing at how crazy the mer is and laaaaughing at how i got coerced into bringing the maelstrom on board.

nova>um. neto. don't you have better things to do than to worry about two people on a routine mission into the no com zone.?

neto> you said it brat. no com. can't get scanner readings from that station. only text in text out.

nova> well. ikon knows what he's doing.

neto> if those two get into the neuropowders and potions on board then we may have a serious problem.

nova> she said she was only getting supplies to help deal with her plants.

neto> since when has she ever told the truth?

nova> i like her. she's more fun than you.

neto> ouch nova...that hurts. i like her too, tho i must say its relatively peaceful not having to keep my eyes on her at all times. and whats with you taking her side in everything? i can't even trust you to give me adequate surveillance on the scanners.

nova> i will not spy on high ones. besides, i wont be 100% compliant until you apologize for calling her a whiny brat...

neto> a high one? o man! she practically throws you into shattered fragments and then sulks in her corner because she no longer has interface privleges...and im supposed to apologize. at least you picked up a new dialect from her escapades. all i got was a cranium megahurt.

nova> she's a long way from home

neto> she didnt belong there. she's an elf. albeit one of the most difficult yet oddly endearing ones ever. i'm guessing teleri. you'll notice i put a cloaked subtrajectory on their star system. we're going there, but we aren't telling wyk.

nova> fair enough..but if those elves start poking around in my circuits for details, i'm not going to resist for too long. it hurts you know.

neto> well now we get tough. we're the next level elves yo. me and ikon. we're going to ride the shards like no-one has ever known..and you are going to be the ship that legends are made of

nova> sigh. i sense confusion and terrifying trajectories in store.

neto> indeed my friend. in deed.