"If that is a crime, then I'm just as guilty of it as you are," Starshard replied to the feline woman.

She then looked towards the sky.

"What sort of tracking devices do they have? Anything to track you back to the bunker?"

  Matt's thoughts of victory were the same realization any 19 year old would have after knocking out a female space alien.  'Sweet, Free laser gun!.  Sometimes our expectations of the teenage mind are a bit on the optimistic side.  Though knowing his luck, the zap guns went along with the Bounty Hunters.  Probably for the best, Matt had never fired a gun in his life so would it really be a good idea to trust him with a death ray?

  He considered his gloved hands as Archeirae dealt with nail care, 'Oh, right. I have claws.  And I'm a big idiot for forgetting I have them in a fight.  To be fair, he had never wanted to slash someone up before so no great loss yet.

  "Yeah, that about confirms my assumptions that my life is fantastic by any comparison."  Nobody had come to take him to Space Jail for making pencil drawings of the cityscape with Godzilla fighting a giant Rockem Sockem Robot added in, after all.
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"Hrmph! It would seem that all of us are criminals in our fashion....and these dogs do nothing but serve their infernal masters," Azrith said with great contempt.

  "Well, now that the unpleasant distraction is dealt with...  You should probably finish the funeral while you still can."  That funeral pyre wasn't going to burn it... actually it would burn itself.  Handy.

Halkor nodded and stepped over to the pyre clasping both hands and closing his eyes before Barklees body. Then he opened his mouth and he began to sing. An alien yet beautiful sound full of mourning and sadness. Though they cannot understand the words this song is one of the most beautiful things the humans had ever witnessed.

Starshard had been to a few military funerals in her time with the Air Force. And they were all profound and reminded her of the ultimate sacrifice that her brothers and sisters in arms had undergone. But this alien melody from Halkor...it was unlike anything she had ever felt before.

She closed her eyes and said a silent prayer for these aliens and their fallen comrade, wishing her a safe passage into whatever afterlife they may have believed in.

  Archeirae sang too, the tune beautiful, eerie, and alien.  She was carefully singing something not of her own world, but of Barklee's.  She'd asked, once, what to do if her friend ever died away from home.  Barklee had taught her the rite, and begged her to make certain it was performed.

  While he never met the departed, Matt was glad to have helped make sure Barklee got a proper send off with those who clearly cared for them present.  Really when you get past the ceremony, Matt felt that was the most important part of any funeral.

  Maybe if he had any tears these days he'd have shed a few on the alien's behalf.
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  Archeirae fell silent after the song, then asked Matt and Starshard "Will you bear witness, and remember Barklee even when we are gone?  The only true immortality for her race, is the memory.  All of us are wanted, but if you remember her, even if we too pass, she will be immortal."  Her voice was quiet, and respectful of the dead, but had rough edges from sorrow.

  Matt nods,  "My memory has always been a good one.  Unless something happens to me, then Barklee shall be remembered for a very long time to come."  He is silent for a moment, before adding.  "If it's not too much to ask, if I happen to go before you do...  Can you be there for this? No rights or anything, just enough that you're there."

OOC Style: Barklee's name shall be immortalized in the most ancient and trusted of tomes, the Scratchpad.

Halkor nodded at both of them. "Thank you. Though I must ask." He said looking towards Matt. "You do not look like other residents of this planet? Are you a visitor too? Or a mutattion of some sort?"

  Archeirae said simply "I will never forget those who help us.  And you have chosen to help us."

"Though I may have never met your friend, I feel like I know her after taking part in this," Starshard said quietly. "And I'm glad to help....I know a little something about being the new kid on the block."

  Matt would smile but blah blah we've gone over this.  "Thank you, it means a lot to me.  You're doing just fine so far Starshard, and not many newbies can say they gave a freakin military bunker to someone."  It would be like if Robin gave Batman the Batcave.

  He considers Halkor's question.  "A lot of crazy stuff happens around here, the fact a battle like this in general took place isn't anything new.  It's just that the majority of it looks as Human as ever around here, and I'm not actually sure if people from space has ever turned up in the news.  As for myself... I don't know."

  Another quiet moment passes.  "Been Human 19 years since I was born, I guess if you wanted to be generous you could consider me just barely an adult, up until I... Died I guess."

   Matt considers the funeral pyre, headtail swishing gently "Did some digging around, found out my Father paid a small fortune for next day cremation and burial despite the comical circumstances of my death I will not go into.  Before he split town"  Matt guesses he should be thankful that Tony didn't just scatter the ashes down a sewer grate and had the decency for at least a headstone and proper burial.  Maybe he was too afraid to try.

  "Roughly a week or so later, I'm out of the ground and walking around again despite that.  I have no more idea what I am than anyone else.  My father might have suspected enough that he was scared to be anywhere near my remains, no matter their condition.  But I don't think he knows either.  Still..."

  Matt considers the cast adrift aliens before him,  "Don't take this the wrong way, but I'd hate to be in your situation instead.  I feel like I'm whining just talking about my issues by comparison."
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Halkor nodded taking a seat. "I have only one goal. To clear my name and return home to my family, my wife and children. But now that we are here. That seems nigh impossible."

  "I wish I had any insight into how you could pull that off, or at the very least have them know you're still alive.  Well, I guess if your family paid attention to the latest in wanted signs they'd know."


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Starshard powered down, taking on the visage of Regina in the flight suit.

"OK...I'm going to have to report to my base. Just so they don't get suspicious. The more suspicious they become the more likely they are to send a search and rescue team. But don't worry...your secret is safe with me. Partly because I share a secret as well. These new powers."

"Any communique sent to them would be intercepted and traced. I have not spoken to them in a long time....My eldest should have past his trial of manhood by now." He closed his bright red eyes for a moment.

  Matt nods, and waves goodbye to Regina.  "Thanks again Regina.  I'm glad you didn't end up like your jet...  Of course, I'd be glad about that even if you weren't being all kinds of helpful."

  He turned to Halkor and said, "If he's anything like you seem so far, I'm sure he made the other manhood examples look bad."  Deflecting lasers with a sword is always cool, though for some reason Matt finds it more impressive with a sword like Halkor's as opposed to a glowstick.

  All those Star Wars nerds going on about how a Lightsaber blade having no weight made it hard.  Riiiight, try deflecting stuff having to heft around a chunk of space metal.

Regina soon left, leaving Matt with Halkor and Company.

He smiled. "Thank you. That is high praise indeed.' His smile quickly dissapeared from his face. "I wonder if they believe me innocent...."

  Matt shrugs,  "A Father can be forgiven for a lot.  Even if they aren't sure about your innocence, they may still care about you anyways.  For now though, we should finish up any last details with the funeral pyre then get back into the bunker before the Military rolls along"  To swipe their crashed ship probably.  But he doesn't want to encourage these guys to get into a Tow-Truck style argument with a tank.

  Matt may have plenty of practice getting around and blending in Ignored Homeless Person style, but that has yet to be tested against the freakin Airforce.  Besides, he wants to see what there is waiting for them in the Bunker to play around with beyond the entrance.

Barklee's body had already been consumed by the flames by then so Halkor nodded at Matt. "We should be finished here. Lets head inside and figure out our plans."

Azrith nodded at that.

"Yes....the sooner we get inside, the better it will be. I do not like being out in the open, especially with enemies at all sides. I'm also wondering about the Terran female. I hope that she does not betray us."

"You are too Paranoid my friend. If she was going to betray us she would not have fought alongside us against Sorian and his crew. She has had many an opportunity to betray us before now and has not taken them.