High above the skies of Minbar, Drenann, Alyt of the war cruiser Emfali, was cursing Shakiri's name.
"Fool!" he cried at the image of Shakiri. Alyt Drenann was furious that that imbecile would allow the half-breed traitor to show her courage more readily than he would. He would be the disgrace of the Warrior caste, thought Drenann.
The temple of Varenni was set up so that whenever a ceremony took place within the chamber, a record would be sent to all of Minbar and it's holdings and fleet. So for the past few minutes, Drenann had watched as Shakiri had somehow allowed that traitor Delenn to turn the tables on him. He had allowed her to use her pathetic words to turn the warriors' victory into a humiliating defeat, and he disgraced them all as he refused to enter the Starfire wheel.
In a fit of anger, Drenann cried, "Power the forward guns! Target planetary tachyon communication satellite!"
"Alyt?" asked one of the officers.
"Did you understand me? Target it!" Drenann was furious. He hoped that by destroying the satellite and cutting off the signal to all of Minbar's holdings in space, he could contain the situation. Perhaps it would keep the off world Religious caste members from attempting to overstep their bounds.
After the satellite had been destroyed, he looked up at the signal they were still receiving. It was weaker now, but he could still see that Shakiri was hesitating to join Delenn inside the Starfire wheel. In a fit of rage, he ordered that Yedor be targeted. "Fire! Let none of the Religious caste live!" He was furious. He would uphold the honor of his caste if he had to kill every other Minbari to do it.
Yedor was bombarded by the blasts from the Emfali. Everyone ran for cover as fire rained from the sky.
"Waaaaaaahhhhhhh" A cry rang out through the small room of the Whitestar. Ayann hurried over to the small crib where David lay. She picked him up as he squirmed. Almost immediately, his cries ceased.
"There, there," she consoled him. He was a happy baby, but often was upset if nobody was holding him. Ayann was becoming skilled at taking care of her cousin's child. She was secretly proud of herself. For Delenn to trust her with David while she was gone was a great honor. Ayann had been working very hard to prove herself worthy of it. There was always an Anla'shok there to watch over the child too, but they did not object to Ayann helping to care for the child, especially since Ayann was one of the only ones who could convince him to stop crying at times when he missed his mother's warm presence. As she rocked David in her arms, he cooed quietly. Her heart melted. He was such a precious child.
Then, disaster struck. The whole ship shook violently. Ayann covered David inside of her robes, as bits of the ceiling broke off and rained down on them. She heard the shriek of metal as it twisted and broke in the corridor. She was thrown from her feet, and lost consciousness when her head impacted with the bulkhead.
"Fool!" he cried at the image of Shakiri. Alyt Drenann was furious that that imbecile would allow the half-breed traitor to show her courage more readily than he would. He would be the disgrace of the Warrior caste, thought Drenann.
The temple of Varenni was set up so that whenever a ceremony took place within the chamber, a record would be sent to all of Minbar and it's holdings and fleet. So for the past few minutes, Drenann had watched as Shakiri had somehow allowed that traitor Delenn to turn the tables on him. He had allowed her to use her pathetic words to turn the warriors' victory into a humiliating defeat, and he disgraced them all as he refused to enter the Starfire wheel.
In a fit of anger, Drenann cried, "Power the forward guns! Target planetary tachyon communication satellite!"
"Alyt?" asked one of the officers.
"Did you understand me? Target it!" Drenann was furious. He hoped that by destroying the satellite and cutting off the signal to all of Minbar's holdings in space, he could contain the situation. Perhaps it would keep the off world Religious caste members from attempting to overstep their bounds.
After the satellite had been destroyed, he looked up at the signal they were still receiving. It was weaker now, but he could still see that Shakiri was hesitating to join Delenn inside the Starfire wheel. In a fit of rage, he ordered that Yedor be targeted. "Fire! Let none of the Religious caste live!" He was furious. He would uphold the honor of his caste if he had to kill every other Minbari to do it.
Yedor was bombarded by the blasts from the Emfali. Everyone ran for cover as fire rained from the sky.
"Waaaaaaahhhhhhh" A cry rang out through the small room of the Whitestar. Ayann hurried over to the small crib where David lay. She picked him up as he squirmed. Almost immediately, his cries ceased.
"There, there," she consoled him. He was a happy baby, but often was upset if nobody was holding him. Ayann was becoming skilled at taking care of her cousin's child. She was secretly proud of herself. For Delenn to trust her with David while she was gone was a great honor. Ayann had been working very hard to prove herself worthy of it. There was always an Anla'shok there to watch over the child too, but they did not object to Ayann helping to care for the child, especially since Ayann was one of the only ones who could convince him to stop crying at times when he missed his mother's warm presence. As she rocked David in her arms, he cooed quietly. Her heart melted. He was such a precious child.
Then, disaster struck. The whole ship shook violently. Ayann covered David inside of her robes, as bits of the ceiling broke off and rained down on them. She heard the shriek of metal as it twisted and broke in the corridor. She was thrown from her feet, and lost consciousness when her head impacted with the bulkhead.