A day later and the teams, were, for the first time together, IN TEAMS including, surprisingly, the Jogarth Kets. The rules of combat and seizure of marker, plus that flag were outlined to them all. Surrender or be eliminated, by having your team deemed by the system, to be killed or injured beyond recovery? All Kets have sensors on their body. A very thin film almost skin like that contains data strips, proactive with the main core linked to the system within the Akademy, it reads ANY SCORE, made by teams against their opposing team. HOWEVER it must take 4 SCORES or MARKS to eliminate the Ket from the competition, meaning they must wait for transport, to pick them up and remove them, from the ‘field of play’.
The 4 scores MUST be made by the opposing team, two scores from one and two from another only count as two scores. “Three marks?” “Three to termination“ Does that include the third one, or does it mean, you can have four and the fourth counts.“ Margise stepped outside the hut, to talk to Corky on the coms unit, to reappear inside, some minutes later.
“Fourth will trigger a signal to the unit on your suits, telling you, you’re out of the challenge. Wait for transport.“ Three shots, are quite a lot, to score accurately against the Prox sensors fitted to the suit.“ “Others do count, but they take longer, to add up to one point or more.“
Doona was trying to make conversation with Lilia. “I can never understand why some races have to be so cruel?” “Mama tells me, they want, they take, unless you stand against them you either become their slaves or die, so given those two choices you’re only option is to stand against them, the weaker fall, the strong stand tall that’s what Papa says.“
Some of the Kets overhearing Lilia grinned. She would have quite a task standing tall, being so short. One or two of them commented on it, laughing. Doona had shifted over to where they were. "You don't have to be tall to stand tall. If I am in control of my Fathers flagship, with all that power at my command? What has that, to do with height? What is in the heart, the mind who you are and doing right, is what makes you stand tall.
He stepped back to continue his conversation with Lilia, the other Kets had gone quiet. “You’ve got two brothers?” She nodded “You?” “Two sisters; much older.“ As Corky and Margise entered the noise from the Kets died away. Minutes later, they were taking their teams aside. It was time to work as a team, with one objective; to win. Serenia had wandered in with three of her troopers, to take up seats, to one side of the chamber.
There was still a lot of tension, between the Kets. She had seen, had heard all the latest news from Globesat. Thus to see the Kets minus the hostility she had expected, was a surprise. Optimism? Maybe. The next few days, would see them in the thick of their challenges, To win whatever the cost? For some, that would be perfectly acceptable.
Such an attitude, was heading the team towards losing merits. Major league!. Serenia was deciding after some twenty minutes with little going on to justify her remaining, to leave. All seemed very much under control. It was as she stood, that she noticed some commotion in the far corner. Illia one of the Jogarth Kets? His figure moved from the group of Kets he was with as he groaned, his hands down to his abdomen. Seconds later and he was on the floor writhing in agony. “What!“ Hissed Kaila. “Is that aweful smell?!“
“Oh Illia, but worse than normal!” Dramen was shoved back from peering down at Illia, as Serenia called on the aid of a Medisent. Minutes later and peace was restored. Illia transported to the Tfai (Infirmary, hostpital ward, med centre etc) Serenia scowled, shook her head, glanced at Fre, who was staring back at her; totally emotionless. A glance at Van Ea who now looked at Fre.
Serenia knew almost instantly, who the culprit was. She stepped over to him to whisper to him. “The next time Fre you try something like that, I will personally take pleasure in having you strip searched. Every ciron of your being scanned by a Xefret (A spider like creature that explores the physical form of the individual subjected to its presence, on a most unpleasant and invasive level. Often leaving the individual feeling sick for days after.) Serenia moved closer to hiss
“Now nod your head if you’ve understood what I’ve just said?“ Corky had been watching avidly, along with a lot of the other Kets though not party to, the conversation. Amused as Fre nodded his head. “Good! Then I can get back, to what I had planned, for the rest of the day, without having to wonder, what you’re up to.“ Moving over to Cistera, Serenia glanced at her, “Sorry but it seems you, are going to be one short for a couple of days on your team.
So I would like to join your team if its OK with Corky and Margise?“ Fre was about to protest, when he thought about the Xefret. Hmm maybe better to shut up and say nothing. “That, will be perfectly acceptable.“
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