[h3][color=f6989d]Yasaliah Josk: Pilot[/color][/h3]

Yasaliah looked down at Luirae as she sat back into the chair, shaking her head. She pointed her cards at her. [color=f6989d]"You've got to be the dumbest drunk I've ever seen in my life, Rae."[/color] Josk's light purple face was now bright pink in the cheeks, the Satasi equivalent of becoming rosy.

[color=f6989d]"And you can't kill the Committee. Or the Council. Or the Spire. Especially not with your dumb plan, Astrid."[/color] The Satasi had downed a lot of alcohol and wasn't planning on stopping. She paused and tipped another bottle down her throat. 

[color=f6989d]"I mean it's not your fault you're dumb, Astrid. Most humans are dumb. Most people are dumb, period. Dumbies everywhere."[/color] She raised her hand and cast an arc across the room, gesturing the dumbies across the universe. [color=f6989d]"What's it...sheep? Sheep? Yeah, that's it. Sheep. They're like sheep. They just follow the leader. Not me. They won't get me."[/color] She rambled on, ignoring the fact that Yasaliah was, in fact, got.

[color=f6989d]"I mean...what? Astrid?" [/color]She stopped herself mid-sentence and perked up, as if she just noticed something. She looked wide-eyed over at the human woman. [color=f6989d]"False conviction? Come on. You can be honest around us. We won't judge you! Not me. Come on, what'd you do? Did you, uh, blow somebody up? I bet you blew somebody up." [/color] She leaned toward Astrid, putting her elbows on the tabe and resting her chin in her palms. As the Satasi became more drunk, she began to radiate pheremones. Like losing control of a bodily function, suddenly the semi-nude Satasi began to emit scents that might make an unprepared individual hot and bothered. She wasn't even aware she was doing it. As a Satasi grows older, they begin to develop further control of their natural abilities. But young and undisciplined, the pilot could no longer keep it under control now that she could barely see straight.