Salvation, Redemption (Open)

[Sir Aaron]

Vince's ship landed at the Jedi Temple. He sat in the ship and shuddered staring at the building before him. Why must he torture himself by entering the building? It was for the greater good though, the oddest thing had happened, his master had found his location and worst of all, was snooping around his home! While he wasn't there. Had it not been for Crumb, he never would have known.

Vince stepped off and into his ship and was working on some of it's internal damage it had recieved from a previous flight in which he had to make a crash landing. He still couldn't figure out though what had forced him to make the emergency landing, he was determined he would figure out. He thought he heard a noise outside the ship but figured Crumb was off doing something mischevious.

But unbeknownst to Vince, his old master had found out his ex;-apprentice's location and was going to visit him, but his old master, thinking he wasn't home, just left a note and on his way out was discovered by the Kowakian Monkey-Lizard. Immediately Crumb trailed the man out, but the man disappeared around the house and had vanished. Crumb rushed to the ship where Vince was busily at work.

'VINCE! Someone just broke into the house' the creature exclaimed. Vince, panicked, dropped the tools and ran inside, the only signs of any intruders was a note that was left on hsi bed, which was for his eyes only. He knew what the letter meant, it contained the answers he had been searching for, the answers to the question that pushed him away from almost all of society, and most of all the Jedi Council.

It was Vince's foolishness and impatience that drove him to find answers, and he was looking in all the wrong places. Vince silently crumpled up the letter and slid it into the pocket of his robe and walked off silently, leaving Crumb in his bedroom.

After several hours of working on his ship, Crumb had finally decided to talk to Vince, which he found him, unsurprisingly, in the ship. There, Vince told Crumb he come or stay, but he wasn't going to be back home a long time...

He replayed the events in his head time and time again, the truth hurt, it always hurt. He stood up from his seat, Crumb clinging to his back as usual and Vince stepped down the ramp and into the day light. What was he going to tell the Council though? Oops? Sorry? It won't happen again? His legs trembled with nervousness as he stepped forward. Being so preoccupied though with the events in his mind, he bumped into a bystander.

[Leo]

The hinges on the Wookiee War Chest creaked as Elgriq opened it. The old Jedi's days now consisted of idle reminiscence, meditation, and occasional training of younglings... walking around in the Jedi temple, partkaing in Knighting Ceremonies, honing his skills, keeping sharp, and of course those highly valued but ever so rare missions. Things were slow nowadays.. he wasnt the Swift 23 year old jedi knight he used to be. In his old age he had grown wise, majestic, and increasingly powerful. Despite his scarred reputation as a reconciled murderer, he commanded a great deal respect from the other masters and members of the jedi order. He commanded respect amongst some Wookiee clans and the people of Bothawui. In all his fame as a former rampaging gray jedi, He had returned to the state of a true jedi... Unaffected by the respect he commanded, only by the memories of the things he had seen.

The Wookiee war chest contained trinkets and battle trophies from his expulsion days. He reached into it and pulled his belt out. two lightsabers dangled from it. One, his... the other... his old master's. He unhooked Davnis' lightsaber from the belt and put it back into the chest. He holstered his sleek chrome blaster pistol, and exited his quarters, headed for the hangar to check on his modified Naboo starfighter. Ollijio arched his back slightly as Ollijio, a creature resembling a sliver lion with a horn on its nose and wooly feet... and Zaquimar, a creature resembling an emerald stag covered in scales, climbed off his back and walked beside him.. both the size of small cats. He remembered when he got them as a reward for protecting a bothan genetic bioengineering facility. Very loyal little creatures.

Elgriq then bumped into a man with a Kowakian Monkey Lizard on his back. He could sense a very strong aprehension in the man. very strong indeed. He had a bad feeling about this one. He decided to play it nice, brushed himself off lightly and smiled.

"My apologies, I should have watched where I was going. You must be new to the temple. I am Jedi Master Elgriq... and you are...?"

Elgriq waited for a reply with a curiously raised eyebrow and gentle smile... finally something interesting!

[Sir Aaron]

"Oh, no sir, my apologies, my mind seems to have been troubling me. And in fact, I am not new, but this place is the harbinger for many good memories and bad. I have returned, like the prodigal's son, I was once a Jedi, but I was young, a desperado, I wanted freedom. And in search of answers turned my back on the Jedi, though now, I have come to a cruel realization, that I have been wrong. So now I have come back to return, being that the Jedi Council are willing to accept me. My apprentice is collecting some things on the ship. I am what you call a Gray Jedi" Vince said.

He swatted at Crumb who had leaned forward and was whispering in Vince's ear, though the whispering was ten times louder than normal whispering, in fact it was more of heckaling. Vincent, letting out a quite sigh, nodded his head no.

"It is nice to meet you, perhaps you would be willing to aid me and my apprentice, I would like to speak to a council member."

[A®heim]

Falo swallowed hard as the Jedi temple loomed over the two ships. Like his master, this place held a deep foreboding in his soul, but for a nearly opposite reason. His master left because he didn't care for the order, Falo left because the order did not care for him. However, it had been many years since he left them, would they even recall his name?

The young Bothan turned his attention back to the task Vince had charged him with. Falo grabbed to large bags and proceeded to half drag them dawn the loading ramp. His master stood talking to a burly man with a large beard dressed in gray robes.

Falo's hand instinctively went to his saber hilt when his presence had been noticed and several eyes looked upon him. He was already uncomfortable being in this place without having the gazes of others probing him. The lightsaber at his belt was that of the one he had recently finished constructing, curved at the end in respect for his master's style. The blade an iridescent green due to the pearly coating he had created upon the color crystal. He had been practicing with the new saber during the long trip from Naboo but not nearly as much as he had been cultivating his telekinetic techniques. He had created two new adaptations on the ride and was anxious to show his master, but now ther were much more pressing matters on his hands.

"Greetings, I am Falo Ilo'taak, Jedi apprentice to Vince Beole." He bowed slightly to the man, but kept his senses bared. Though the supposed center of peace in the galaxy, the Jedi temple was not a place of comfort for Falo.

[Chyresh]

Chyresh's body rose in its spot, sweat was still beating down his face. He had been practicing for hours trying to work on his new mastery of a lightsaber form, Juyo. It was one of the most advanced, and hardest forms to ever master. It had been used by only a few before him, and even fewer were ever able to master it. Chyresh had taken a liking to the form's basics however; it allowed great diversity in battle and was nearly impossible to know the user's next move.

Juyo took much concentration, Chyresh had learned shortly after he began to practice. He was not even sure how many people in the academy, if any, were able to use this form. It had fascinated Chyresh ever since he learned about it a few months ago in the Jedi archives. Being a Jedi Weapon Master required much on his part, and the amount of time focused into training was substantial. To Chyresh it was all worth it. He never regretted a decision he made.

As his meditation went on he grew calmer, the sweat had slowly died down, and his body seemed to be in a peaceful state. Chyresh was able to battle off the past which tried to cloud his mind every moment that he tried to meditate. The memory had never left him, no matter how many times he tried to clear his mind of it, he had never been successful. It was partly due to the lack of force training Chyresh did, he mainly used the force for battle and that is about it.

Even as a Jedi he enjoyed battle, through his teachings he had been able to resist the urge to rush into battle. Chyresh was able to know when combat was a necessity and when diplomatic solutions could be met without confrontation. His lightsabers glimmered in the light beside him one last time as the shades around him closed, plunging the room in almost complete darkness.

As his meditation went on he started to feel those around him, the force flowed through him so greatly in the Jedi Temple, it was almost like paradise. These were the few times in his life he was able to relax, though he felt like he did less than most masters. His missions had gone on postponement due to the rising youngling population. He had devoted his life to teaching, which gave him less time to embark on missions. Chyresh enjoyed teaching, it had taught him patience and allowed him to practice with lightsabers each lesson, but he also missed the missions. He had not been in contact with any evil force in the galaxy and he sort of missed the excitement.

Chyresh's mind froze on a specific feeling; a new comer had come to the Temple. Chyresh felt much negative energy in the air. It was as if the light had been stripped away from a now dark room, it echoed through his body. Chyresh rose to his feet after leaving his meditative state. He quickly attached his lightsabers to his belt and left to find out who was here. He did not think it was a Sith, no Sith were foolish enough to come to a Jedi Temple their numbers were depleted, and they would surely be taken care of here. Chyresh knew that the person was not a Jedi nor was he a Sith, rather in the middle. His curiosity got the best of him as he noticed Jedi Master Elriq and a man who looked as if he were just a decade younger than Elriq. Chyresh knew it could have looked this way due to Elriq's older complexion.

Chyresh walked down from his room, the sweat had dried mostly, but it left a musty smell on Chyresh. He had always bathed himself after training, but now was not the time. He needed to know what was going on, and if it was something important he would want to be there to see it happen. A bothan stood next to the taller man, "Master Elriq, nice to see you," he said as he walked up to Elriq. Chyresh had never talked to him before, but he knew who he was, and slightly knew of his past.

[Leo]

Elgriq was taken aback by the newcomer's sudden willingness to reveal his situation. He learned that the newcomer was a Gray Jedi, broken off from the order years ago... and he had attained an apprentice. Both of them had lighstabers, so he knew they were no mere force adepts. Elgriq cocked his head to the side as the newcomer requested a direct audience with the council. He had been in the same shoes not five years ago.

"Well.. newcomer who's name still escapes me... I think you will find that we are of similar experiance, you and I. I can assure you that the Jedi Council is a forgiving body... if you give them an excellent reason for forgiveness.."

Elgriq looked to the bothan who had just arrived, most clearly this newcomers apprentice. He bowed his head and said.
"Greetings, young bothan, and apprentice of... Vince Beole is it?"

Elgriq smiled at looked at vince... He seemed legitimate. Elgriq turned his head to the left and saw Master Chyresh approaching. He turned to the two newcomers and said "Excuse me for a moment.. I trust you wont venture off." He then turned and walked in Chyresh's direction. Once the two were out of earshot, Elgriq discreetly contacted archives, whispering

Archives, do a background check on a Vince Beole.


Elgriq approached Chyresh and bowed, saying.

" Greetings master Chyresh. We have newcomers.. two gray jedi... and they seek an immediate meeting with the council. What do you propose we do?"

[Sir Aaron]

Vince nodded as Elgriq turned away from him and Falo. He understood if the man had important business, though he found it odd the man told him they were in the same shoes. Not really willing to push the issues, Vince just shrugged.

"OH VINCE! What have you done now? I should have stayed back at home and let you handle this by yourself" the Kowakian Monkey-Lizard's shrillish, screech laugh echoed out in Vince's ear, who grabbed the creature's beak.

"Enough is enough Crumb, for now we will keep quite, we don't need to draw too much attention to ourselves, you know the Council probably won't exactly treat us like long lost relatives. And we won't be trusted. It is almost like walking into your own death, maybe not physyical death, but metaphorically. I'm going to be under a microscope, as I said I won't be trusted. So let's try to stay quite for now, okay?" Vince said, and the creature nodded, so Vince released its beak.

[A®heim]

"Vince, I'm going to finish uploading the ships. Bring me up on comli-" Falo froze as the identity of Chyresh struck him. It had been many years but he still remembered many of the more prominent figures in the order.

"Master Chyresh!" Falo snapped into a low bow. "It is a great honor to see you once more. You may not recall my name but surely you would remember myself, though not necessarily for any positive reasons."

Falo couldn't precisely recall how Chyresh had viewed him, but it was hardly relevant. His emotions were starting to escalate. The setting along with the sudden barrage of memories was starting to get stressful. An all too familiar crackle began to emanate from inside him. Falo bowed quickly once more and almost ran back up the ship ramp. Once inside, he sat down with his head in his knee's and just breathed. His emotions were getting to them, and for someone like Fal this caused much more than just psychological damage...

[Chyresh]

Chyresh nodded as Elriq approached him, he remained in his position. As Elriq grew nearer he felt odd, as if he had felt the presence of one before. Chyresh stared at the young padawan of the older man, he knew he had seen him before, where it was however eluded him. As Elriq spoke Chyresh's eyebrows rose.

"A gray jedi you say.....Hmmmm." He stared at Elriq, knowing of his past, this was a very interesting atmosphere, Chyresh knew Elriq walked that path before. "If they wish to see the council then we let them. No need to be secretive, we can't turn our backs at those who seek redemption." Chyresh winked at Elriq, he talked loud enough for Vince to hear.

As the young bothan spoke Chyresh's memories rushed back to him. Chyresh stood in the corner of the room, his mind had been set on his former apprentice. The younglings that stood before him were sparring, and his mind had been wandering off. Anger was building up inside him and he didn't even know it. His mind was clouded as a lightsaber struck a padawan. "Ow!" The scream had been heard throughout the room.

Chyresh's mind jumped back, his memories of his dead ex-apprentice left his mind as he saw a youngling on the floor and a bothan standing above him. The bothan was standing there over the young one, Chyresh could feel the pressence coming from the boy. He could feel the anger, the dark side had been in this boy. Chyresh stood in awe, wondering how one so young could be so possessed.

Chyresh placed his hand over the boy's arm, the boy's screams in pain subsided as his wound was healed. It singed the younglings robe. "Deactive your lightsabers now, the class is dismissed." Anger enraged Chyresh, "Falo, stay." He spoke once more, he had to control his anger, but he still needed to speak to the youngling. The council would need to be informed as well.

The memory faded as Falo concluded his speaking, "Falo, nice to see you again" the name exited his lips, it seemed as if he remembered everything the apprentice did. Joined with a gray jedi I see the thoughts ran through his head. Maybe he had been tough on the youngling, Chyresh dismissed the past as Falo ran away. "Vince, if you wish to see the council we will allow it, but I request the presence of Falo as well. I do not order it, nor is it a necessity, I just want him to be here. If you are here to return to the light, then I am sure the young one's future will be discussed as well."

[Leo]

Elgriq smiled as the four-armed master Chyresh made a reference to the Council's willingness to forgive Elgriq, who had acceptetd rewards and bribes before re entering the order... but that was years ago. Elgriq was skeptical as to if the council was as forgiving as it used to be. Elgriq was also suprised to see that the bothan and Chyresh had some history. As Chyresh agreed to taking them into the council, Elgriq folded his hands in his robes and said

"I concur, Master Chyresh... however I do believe that it is the youngling's choice as to which he is ready to stand before the council."

[Sir Aaron]

Vince nodded, deciding he had to go and face the council, though if the gentlemen he were talking with honest enough and right, then he had a chance for salvation, for redemption. He looked over his shoulder at his partner who stared back at him with an expression of concern and for one of the few times in Vince's life, seriousness. Yes his little friend was mischievious and a trouble-maker, but he knew when it was time for him to be quite and/or be serious, so he just kept his beak shut.

"So, shall we find temporary quarter before the Council grants us a hearing? I mean I am sure they are all busy and do not have time to attend to every thing that comes up immediately. I can sleep in the ship if necessary, though if temporary quartering be necessary, I would prefer to see Falo in something more comfortable than the co-pilot seat in the ship" the last line was more of a joking jab at Crumb who would fall asleep in there quite often.

The Kowakian Monkey-Lizard looked at his partner and rolled his eyes before looking at the two Jedi masters, his eyes filled with intent and question. He was curious, nothing new for his race, he always was curious, that was partially the reason he was the way he was. A down right trouble maker, p rankster, joker, all because curiosity.

"So, how long has the Jedi Council been around?" Crumb asked, "I mean have they been there since the beginning or were they formed you know by a select few who were able to control their powers better than most? Just kind of curious about the history."

[Chyresh]

Chyresh nodded to Elriq, he replied to him. "Of course, I mean not to be rude, I just would prefer it if he were here. It is entirely his decision." He turned his attention back to Vince who had spoken up now. Chyresh nodded to Vince, "Of course, we will find you and your apprentice quarters for however long necessary. The Council will make this issue one of their top priorities; however we will still need to do a little waiting."

As the Kowakian Monkey-Lizard stared at him, he looked back. Never before had he seen one of these creatures, it was an interesting specimen. Chyresh did not even know if the creature could speak, but it's eyes were full of questions. He wondered whether he could communicate telepathically, or if he had another way of communication.

As the monkey spoke up, Chyresh raised his eyebrows, Hmm. "I will answer your questions to the best of my ability." He took a moment and then continued, "The Council was formed as a philosophical study group, on the planet Tython. They were quickly viewed as the keepers of peace and justice in the galaxy. The Jedi have always been very small in numbers, however. But many looked up to them in time of conflict, and the Jedi would help create peace in times of conflict."

"Though they were viewed as very calm, peaceful people, some had grown a hatred for the Jedi. Many tried to overthrow the Jedi, the Sith being the main culprits. The Sith were sworn enemies of the Jedi, and the conflicts between the two groups began to rise." Chyresh stopped, he had rambled on to much, "I hope that answers your questions. If you have anymore, I will kindly answer them to the best of my abilities,” Chyresh said as he pointed off into another direction. "We will find sleeping quarters for you over there, if you wish for your apprentice to join us, inform him and we can be on our way."

[A®heim]

Falo composed himself as best he could. After over 10 years of this "curse" he had thankfully learned to better manage it. He closed his eyes and mentally directed the hatred and anger out of his mind and into his physical body. Tapping into the force he began to suppress the energies. The tips of his fingers began to crackle with electricity. "NO!" he shouted in his mind, he had to beat this, it couldn't control him anymore. Bringing together all his will, he focused all he had on his open palm. The air began to distort as the dark energy began to compress towards the center of his palm, forming a little orb.

The Bothan let out his breath as if a great burden had just been lifted from his shoulders. The ball of enclosed energy still hovered in his hand, but it was no longer linked to him, it had been contained. Falo couldn't help but smile at this new achievement, perhaps it was being so close to the center of the Jedi's society... Falo's smile began to fade as the thought mulled over for a couple seconds. Just coming back to the place he dreaded most had allowed him to accomplish what had been tormenting him for so many long years. Perhaps he really did need to return if he was to find his purpose, if not at least to help manage his..."abilities".

Holding his arm outstretched, he peered around the wall out the window. It seemed that Master Chyresh was speaking with Crumb...odd... Vince and Master Elriq also remained outside speaking casually about something that Falo couldn't hear. They hadn't missed his absence yet, but they couldn't be allowed to concern themselves with the happenings inside the ship, this was Falo's problem and he was going to deal with it alone.
There was also another problem, he had a ball of volatile energy in his hand that he didn't know how to get rid of. It would be easy enough to lower the compressed field of air and release it, but lord knows what disastrous effect that may have on the immediate surroundings. There was only one thing to do, he would have to reabsorb it. Falo shuddered at the thought of all that Darkness reentering him, but he couldn't go out there with such a blinding declaration to the Dark Side resting in his fingers.

Falo gulped and took a deep breath. The distortion around his hand began to shimmer with renewed vigour as the glowing orb began to shrink and dim. In his mind, Falo screamed as it flowed through his veins and back into the very place he had worked so hard to banish it from. It was too much to take, with one last push of his will he rammed it straight back into his sub-conscious and collapsed.

[Sir Aaron]

Vince's face contorted into that of one with concern. Something was highly out of place. Falo was taking far too long in the ship, he figured the ship was malfunctioning as usual or something, though, if something was, then he would have came out and gotten Vince or Crumb's aid. Vince sat the Kowakian on the ground with the two masters as Vince muttered a few words excusing himself momentarily before stepping up onto the ship's ramp.

Vince looked around, all was quite in the ship. Where had Falo gone? He couldn't have slipped off with out Vince, Crumb, Elgriq, or Chyresh noticing it. He took a few steps forward and as he did, a truly apalling sight filled his eyes. It seemed that his apprentice had collapse. After a few moments of collecting his thoughts, Vince quickly lifted his apprentice onto his shoulder and ran out of the ship, jumping down the ramp.

"Masters Elgriq and Master Chyresh, we need to get some medical attention please, I don't know what's happened but my apprentice has collapsed in the ship" Vince's words ran together quickly, almost making his speech incoherent, "Hurry."

[Leo]

Elgriq nodded kindly as Vince left to fetch his companion. The young were so restless nowadays. Elgriq remembered when he was a youngling. He would never have gotten away with such behavior as straying from his superiors... especially having been raised on Kashyyk.

Elgriq's heart skipped a beat as Vince came down his ship's ramp with an unconscious bothan on his shoulders. Elgriq said to Chyresh.

"Call for a healer I'll stay with them!"

He ran to Vince, and assisted him with the limp bothan. The grizzled old jedi master sensed that something was terribly wrong with the young one's spirit.

"Lay him down, Mr. Beole. The healers will be here soon."

Something was definitely very wrong

[Sir Aaron]

Vince gently eased his young apprentice down to the ground and looked down at him, tears flooded his eyes. He knew he wasn't supposed to show emotion, but this was different. Falo had grown on him, like a son or brother. Even Crumb looked down, eyes filled with concern. His eyes shot up from Vince to Elgriq back down to the limp form of Falo. He looked like a marrionette who's master abandoned it, lying their motionless.

"Falo..." the whisper barely left Crumb's lips.

"No, no, no, come on Falo. You are okay, all is going to be well. You were just fine, what's going on?" Vince though stopped suddenly and he felt something, something was terribly wrong, a lot worse than he imagined, he looked up at Eldriq, "What is that? That presence... Something's going on. Out of the time I have had this young man, nothing like this has ever ocurred! What's happening?" Vince became more demanding, not trying to sound it, but just did because of his nervousness.

[Leo]

Elgriq looked up at Vince. It was moving to see such compassion. Elgriq put his hand on Vinces shoulder to calm him.

"He will live, I assure you."

Using the force, Elgriq plunged into the Bothan's past, and sensed terrible things, and the dark energies swirling within him. Frogu, grim- faced, looked up.

"There is much to this young bothan... he has been through alot... There is great trauma, despair, and pain within him. He is filled with dark energies. We can help him. It would appear that you've got more than you bargained for Mr. Beole."

Elgriq kept searching Falo's soul. This situation hit close to home. Elgriq's first apprentice was possessed by the Dark Side. He wasnt about to let it happen again

[Sir Aaron]

Vince felt a hand find his shoulder, and he looked up to see that the Jedi Master Elgriq had put his hand there, in an attempt to calm him.

"I hold you to your word!" Crumb said, the creature rarely acted like this, in fact, Vince had never seen him become this emotional over something; through the long time of joking and pranking with Falo, he had grown quite close to him.

Using the force, Elgriq plunged into the Bothan's past, and sensed terrible things, and the dark energies swirling within him. Frogu, grim- faced, looked up.

Master Elgriq, you do don't have to call me mister, sir, for you hold a rank over me, so I believe it is I who owe you the respect. Sorry, that is beside the point. I just do not want to see him hurt or anything. What kind of Dark Powers are we talking here? I have never messed with that side of the force nor really been fascinated by it. Either way, we need to do something about this" Vince said, he wiped away the trail of tears that marched down his face with his sleeve.

By now, Crumb had climbed onto Vince's hunched over back, placed his hands on the back of Vince's head, and was looking over at the young boy. This wasn't good, not at all.

[Chyresh]

Chyresh watched as the events unfolded, he was shocked when Vince came out with Falo in his hands. He watched in awe, How could this have happened, he was gone for a few seconds. Chyresh's mind returned to the events as heard Elriq call his name.

Chyresh turned and ran after giving a nod to Elriq, he needed to find help. A healer would be hard to find. After he made his way to the medical bay he found one, and grabbed her arm, running with her to show her where the others were. Many Jedi watched in interest as the two ran through the halls.

It would have been easier to carry the young bothan to the medical bay, the healer kept nagging Chyresh about not bringing the person there. He watched as the healer dropped to her knees infront of the Bothan. Her hand was above his head now, Chyresh watched. If only he had spent a little more time with the force maybe he could have been able to heal him.

As he watched he waited for the young bothan to spring back up into life. The healer's eyes were closed, which worried and gave Chyresh hope all at the same time. There was more to this boy than Chyresh had expected. He could feel the presence he felt years ago, but it was weaker.

[A®heim]

It was dark. Falo looked about fearfully in the void. What had happened? The last thing Falo remembered was the searing pain as the energies coursed through his veins. He flinched away in his mind as the thoughts and memories he had locked away deep inside his sub-conscious burst free and turned his brain into a maelstrom of suffering.

The painful memories of his childhood tragedy flooded in. He was suddenly there as the temple collapsed, entombing the ones he loved within its bowels. In his mind, he held the crystal, peering into its depths. He wanted to scream no, but the younger him looked closer. It was just like that same night when those dark powers first took their hold in him. He had passed out then too, all the hatred, anger, and pain surging through him. The young Falo in the forest opened his eyes in a daze, the last streaks of daylight glinted off of them. They were yellow.

Falo gasped and shot upright. Around him were several Jedi with concerned looks upon their faces. The Bothan looked fretfully about his surroundings, his eyes finally alighting upon a mirror on the wall nearby. A light blue eye and a brown eye gazed back at him. No yellow... Falo focused on those around him, eventually he recognized Vince standing over him.

He lay back again, closed his eyes, and let out a deep breath. "Vince....I....I'm sorry for not telling you sooner..." Falo sat up and regained his feet unsteadily. He looked about ashamedly at the small crowd that had assembled. "There is more to me than I have told you...the reason I was never really welcome here....well....now you know."

Falo lowered his head and began to walk back towards the open door to the landing pad. "I apologize for the trouble I have caused, I am obviously not ready to return here..."