Steve sat there looking at his uncle, pondering if he even wanted to work on this plan. As much trouble as he liked to cause, he really wasn't in this to end a life. He had figured that getting rid of the annoying Owarell meant sent him to a new hive, seperate him from his worshipper. "Othello, I do not think I can go with Ты on this plan. I may be jerk, but I am not a psychopath."

Othello looked at his nephew, with distaste. "I thought you, of all of them would Присоединиться me in this. It turns out Ты are a sore disappointment as well. I thought this idiot annoyed you, not to even mention the embarrassment...

Odin strode to the Wraith who was now standing tall. He growled, grabbing him by the throat, and slammed him to his back on the floor. The floor shook with the force that was used, and the other Wraith looked quite confused for a moment.

Odin hissed "I see Ты are alive..... he could barely spit the word out.... father....

Othello looked up to his son's face. "Why the anger? I have not seen Ты for many cycles" He was now pulling at Odin's hands, trying to get him to let go. "What has gotten into you, have Ты gone mad?"

Odin let go, and stood. "I wish Ты to leave this hive now. I have nothing...

She stopped running after him, and stood her ground in the middle of the corridor. "OWARELL!!!!"

He stopped and turned to face her. "WHAT?!?!" Walking up to her he pointed in the direction of their quarters. "GO! Ты DO.." was all he got out before there was a hard slap to his face. He saw the anger and frustration on her face, her hand poised, ready to slap him again. His hand raised instinctively, and had just started to Переместить вперед when he felt a hard hit to the chest and was knocked back against the wall, then fell to his knees.

"Stop". It was Jimmy. He had followed Incy just to make sure...

Owarell lay back on the bed, closing his eyes. His body slowly healing from the day's lesson with Bob. The stab in the back was a bit deeper than he had originally thought, but it was almost healed now. Incy was off mending his coat, and most likely sipping on еще coffee. He just wanted to relax now, sort through еще memories, trying to figure out why he was so different from everyone else. At least it was quiet, Bob had went to sleep, so at least there was no scuffling overhead. He could sense her as she came to the door, checking in on him, concern and worry filled her mind. "I will be...

Owarell stopped by his quarters, grabbing a small book out of a hidden panel in the Стена before heading slowly toward the dart bay. His head full of thoughts from the Назад couple of nights, plus everything that had been happening recently in his life. He just wanted it to all go away for a little while, so had decided it may be nice just to take his dart down to the planet, do a little blowing up of things and some culling. That place was ripe with humans, most of them worthless. He was almost to the бухта, залив when a drone stepped in front of him.

The drone's head titled questioningly "Owarell...