((Due to me trying to make a somewhat respectable post from a phone, I will be screwing with time for the sake of having words in my post.))

[b]Peace Talks[/b]
Fergus concentrated his mind on a singe orger, telling every tractatori on the planet to prepare for a fight. While weapons were prohibited on the planet, tractractatori technically didn't carry weapons. About a dozen of the guards pushed back their fears of the goddlike being and made discreet hand motions, tracing out ovals with their fingers. Nanobots swarmed from others in the room, injecting themselves into Retsukuu. Then Faust entered and somehow bound Retsukuu to the ground, the guards stared on in astonishment while Dmitri raised ann eyebrow. Both Fergus and Emily smirked at him as he handed them each a rare 21st century mission patch.
"In my defense, reincarnation by an alien goddess seemed like an impossible thing at the time." Said Dmitri in a defeated tone.
"I am so glad I took you up on that bet, I've always wanted the STS-135 patch!" Exclaimed Fergus, still smirking. 

"Aside from extremely professional wagers on the existence of deities, there was a question that was asked before this whole fiasco started." Said Emily "It was about how we see religion. Honestly, there isn't a perfect answer to that question. There are those of us who hate it as much as the Triarians, and there are those who have devoted their entire life to the study of religious texts. The most commonly held attitude is that religion is neither good nor bad, it is how it is manifested that matters. In the Federation, everyone is free to think whatever they want for the most part, something that sets us apart far more than any of us suspected."