Kaien nodded. "Thanks for the update. I will be ready for them here."

He immediately called out to Sapphire. Lieutenant Rose, I need you to scan the area aound the captain and I for hostile intentions. We have dropped off the com-grid and are expecting an imminent attack, most likely to assassinate Captain Daylan. She is currently meditating, I'd like t allow her to finish in peace.

He awaited her response and scanned the room, studying everything.

"Ah, lovely. A Chance for a chance. Please, please, come in and take a seat. Be at ease." Sapphire's voice was a rich purr as she stood up from her indolent pose upon her bed of silken pillows. She beckoned the hesitant Witch to a plush seat at a small, intricately carved table of blue crystal, taking the seat opposite her. Her translucent dress thickened into draping, velvet folds, posture growing slightly less indulgently seductive in consideration for Chance and her unwanted guests.

Sapphire's milky white hands reached halfway across the table, palms up, and explained the situation as she saw it. "The cute, new Lieutenant, Layel, will be ghosting after our erstwhile head of planetary security to his clandestine rendezvous. Kat will be down planetside with him for additional back-up, ESPing the agent's location. From here, I will relaying the remote view to all of us."

The ineffably captivating Elan leaned forward, an encouraging smile on her luscious lips, the dual sense of emotions rolling of the young, demon-chained Witch disturbing and arousing her. "What I hope you can do, Chance, is help me penetrate the agent's mental block. There are things I can do to elude such mental shenanigans, but thus far, his has proven annoyingly resilient. We would be another level of back-up for the Leaguers on the ground, in case the agent has other surprises up his sleeve."

Sapphire sat back, crossing her legs, and considered Chance, not judgmental, simply with honest appraisal. "Do you think this is something you can do, from this distance? I am not entirely sure how your magical abilities function. Will you be affecting me or the agent to bypass the shield?" Her smile turned consoling. "If you cannot accomplish this feat, it's not no matter to be ashamed of. Will we find another way."

Before Chance could respond, Sapphire's glowing blue eyes grew distant as she received a mental hail. "A moment, if you would, Chance. Kaien is asking for some help in a trifling matter of a potential assassination attempt." *Kaien, understood. I'll see what I can find out.*

From the comfortable distance of her mind, Namiah heard all of this. She didn't let it touch her; she was in another place, one of peace where if someone killed her, it was meant to be. Better that she live in harmony than shed another's blood.

But something within her, a gross survival instinct disagreed. Better to shed others' blood, than to allow her own to fall. The strength of this thought was powerful, and Namiah had to concentrate to shut it out. The slightest furrow in her brow was the only sign of internal struggle.

Chance felt the Legion underneath her skin. It was as if they smelled their opportunity to wreak havoc each time she was close to Sapphire. The otherwordly Elan was a creature of desire and lust... and most of all beauty. All traits the Legion longed for to corrupt.

Sapphire could feel the subliminal tension that Chance kept in check through concentration, focus and force of Will. She also noticed that if Chance didn't she would lose control and then no one could tell what would happen. Most likely something bad, really bad.



"To be honest, I don't know. I have yet to test the limits of my abilities. I believe I am able to help in one way or the other. If not direct then maybe through my mere presence. It's sometimes just a matter of luck, I guess.", she gave Sapphire a smile that started out as a smirk. Somehow the Elan managed to bring forth her more human side - without endangering of losing her focus.

"Have you ever worked with Magic? Are you familiar with rituals of any kind? I just want to make sure I won't do something that would put us both at risk. Well not beyond what we can afford... I could also...", Chance hesitated as the idea formulated in her mind. There was a brief flash of a thousand demon faces and eyes in Chance's mind - a terrifying sight to behold before she cast it away.

"I can tap the power of the Legion - they surely will break any defense our target may have. It only comes with a cost."

When Sapphire reaches out with her mind, she's able to touch some of the minds around the captain's position, though it takes her a moment or two to leaf though them and ascertain who is there to carry out the assassination. Somewhere along one side of the building, a man has unleashed a few robotic assassination tools, about 4 assassin bots, which were presently climbing up the side of the building, toward the Captain and Lt. Commander Saotome. It was easy to pick out that the man had been hired for the job, but someone had telepathically wiped his mind of knowledge of exactly who it had been.

Meanwhile aboard the Scheherazade, Chance was with Sapphire and the Legion beneath her skin and her mind scream with fury and delight. While Chance could presently keep them under control, and she had pushed them down deep enough that most of the voices were presently incomprehensible, Sapphire's presence and influence brought the more... sensual minds to the forefront. As though the Legion was simply waiting for a moment.. or a Chance to act.

Layle and Kat however, where unaware of events involving the Captain, or even between Sapphire and Chance, as they had transported down to the surface to watch and wait, to trap the third agent.

The sensual goddess made a soft sound as she found the potential assassin, her thoughts relaying to the entire crew of the Scheherazade. *Nami, Kaien, I've caught the mind of the man who was hired for the hit on you, thoughts wiped of the details. He's released four assassination-bots who are scaling the exterior of your location. I will render him unconscious then continue overwatch on Layel and Kataran. Can't give you his precise locating, but look for an insensate man somewhere near the sides of your building. Will maintain contact, myself and Chance being back-up for whoever needs for it.


Sapphire opened her twilight eyes and gave Chance an impossibly captivating, comforting smile, the malevolently erotic voices inside the young witch both inflamed and quelled in the face of such luminous beauty.

"Well, that is one matter attended to," Sapphire assured her in compelling, dulcet tones. "Now for the other. Alas, my experience with magic has been rather limited, Chance, and rituals scarcely less so, though I have participated in several mental confluences. Since reading the agent's thoughts has proven troublesome, I think I will try to usurp his mental synapses instead and make him reveal his thoughts to us. Perhaps your lovely presence, Chance, it will be enough to let me through his defenses."

The unearthly Elan shifted subtly closer, her ineffable presence a palpable thing flowing across Chance's skin, warm, desirous, and somehow soothing. "If that does not prove sufficient, then you may call upon... the Legion if you are willing and you and I, we will deal with the consequences thereof." Soft fingertips brushed the top of Chance's hand, Sapphire's smile growing more companionable. "Of course, if you have an idea of your own you wish to propose, I am always willing to listen."

The goddess of the mindscape closed her intriguing eyes of incandescent midnight hues, though her body language said she was still very much aware of Chance's presence. Her ethereal thoughts spread out once more, linking the members of the Galactic League in an impenetrable network, snaring Lt. Hodarg's remote viewing of the agent for herself and Chance. *Layel, Kat, you have me and Chance looking over your shoulders once more, ready to take action if necessary. A slight consideration, Nami may have need of us and I might not be able to give you much warning about our redirection. Simply be aware of that.

Namiah's control frayed as Sapphire spoke, and she visibly jumped at her former lover's dire warning. Sighing, she gracefully rose, silently acknowledging that she wouldn't find peace again. While she retained her outward composure with ease, she was shaken; Corvu nesital chin was integral to her focus and she'd been jarred out of it.

She moved to the center of the room, to give herself space, and nodded to Kaien. "I am ready, when they come." She looked as peaceful as if she were preparing for dinner, not a fight for her life.

Kaien nodded. "My apologies Captain I has hoped she'd know you well enough to not disturb you and send her message only to me. I will do better next time."

He moved to the window looking for the advancing robots.

Namiah laughed. "I think that an incoming assassin was worth my attention," she said, trying to keep her tone light so she didn't feel the free roiling in her gut. "Besides, she enjoys those little touches, and who am I to deny her that?"

Kaien recognized the nervousness in his Captain's voice. He knew she was a pacifist; perhaps she wasn't as ready for battle as she claimed.

Sapphire, are you there?

*Yes, darling,* Sapphire replied. Her captain's frayed control was visible to her, as was the reason.

Don't let it get out of hand, Namiah requested. This wasn't an order; it was an appeal for help, should it be needed.

I'm here, and watching, the Elan told her, and Namiah relaxed. Now she was ready to defend herself.

Chance shifted nervously in her cushioned seat unsure how to handle the unknown impulses she received from the Legion within. Her eyes flared with a demonic yellowish intensity and she gasped exposing elongated teeth. Her eyes observed the Elan's supernatural beautiful body, her perfect skin, her luscious lips and amazing twilight eyes. The young witch closed her eyes and breathed deeply focusing on the steady beating of her heart and shut out all the fantasies the flooded her mind. Fantasies the inexperienced young woman never had before.

"I... It's hard to explain, Sapphire.", her voice was hoarse and husky the same. "I never was a good witch... I mean not in a sense of Good and Evil, but more in a sense of... expertise. Not until I've... merged with the Legion. I don't know if a Ritual can help, but I do know that the magic I can wield now is very potent and that Magic has a solution for every problem. I just need to know what to focus on. And if that doesn't help... the Legion will have an answer.", all the while she spoke her words stood in stark contrast to her bodylanguage. There was desire in her eyes and a longing to touch and kiss Sapphire that was barely tolerable. But she knew what would happen if she gave in - she would never forgive herself for the consequences.