The sound of a violin could be heard in the courtyard below. From his perch above along a thin railing along the side of the keep, Fiducius listened, moving from handhold to handhold in a rhythmic pattern to match the violinist's, legs extending gracefully. It was a practice he enjoyed, adding in the challenge of moving swiftly to a rhythm to a location that, while it would give most parkeur a difficult time, he had practiced on so much that he knew every loose stone, every crack to grab onto, every little ledge that he could balance the tiniest part of a foot on. It was from that perch that he had an exceptional view when the sail ship entered the sky, gliding down toward the sail ship harbor, massive sails rippling in the solar winds as it moved into the shadow of the asteroid and its captured atmosphere. Frowning, Fiducius pulled himself onto a small ledge, pulling out his deck of cards, drawing three in succession as he focused on the sail ship, laying the three in a triangle.
The Hermit was situated in the center. Fiducius watched it, then closed his eyes, placing his hand on top of the card, gleaning the meaning of that card in that place. A loner, a distance from others...So the ship was an outsider, he determined. A foreigner. He frowned, looking at the other two cards. The ten of wands lay on the left, an indicator of an oppressive burden...A reason to flee. The ship had fled some situation it could not handle. He then looked to the right, at the page of swords. A call to action, another card that signalled conflict. Putting the cards back in the case attached to his hip, then jumped down from his perch, catching an outcropping of rock, using a few more to break his fall as he dropped down to the ground.
The king and Pribram were already making their way toward him, to exit the castle and get to the harbor. "You saw it?" Pribram questioned him.
He nodded, placing a hand on his card holder. "It's a foreign ship. It's come to ask us for help against some danger."
Pribram looked a bit surprised, then nodded. "That is what I think, as well."
"Will both of you come with me, then?" Fiducius nodded, falling back as Aleron led the way, content to trail behind with Pribram.
"Do you think this is the danger we predicted?" Fiducius questioned Pribram in a low tone.
"It may signal the start of it. You didn't get that from the cards, did you?"
"No, I didn't."
"Then I believe we are still safe for the moment. Let's find out what this ship wants."
When the small sail ship got into the harbor, Fiducius could see it was in bad shape, the sails torn and scoring marking its hull in wild stripes. "Unidentified vehicle, please identify yourself," one of the harbor officials called.
"No violence," a voice gasped out from inside. "We mean...no harm."
"Someone get to the ship and pull him out," Aleron said to the guards, then did a double take as he noticed Fiducius had already moved toward the ship. "Subamara!"
Fiducius climbed up the side of the ship with ease, using his momentum to practically fly up the curve of the ship's hull, stopping by the port he had heard the voice coming from. "We're not going to harm you," he announced as he pulled the hatch open. "Please come out quietly."
Peering down into the darkness of the ship's interior, he could make out two figures squinting up at him. One was shaking and looked to be covered in blood, and was wearing some sort of military-style uniform. The other didn't appear to have any obvious injuries, but looked equally uneasy. "May I have your names?" Fiducius asked as he offered them a hand up, bracing his feet against the sides of the hatch.
"Take his hand," the uninjured man instructed his companion, helping to heft him up. Fiducius grunted as he strained to lift the other man out. Brute strength was not his strong suit. Finally managing to haul the injured man onto the top of the ship's hull, he called for a doctor.
The other man pulled himself out with some difficulty, and as he emerged, Fiducius started. Without any question, he was sure this other man was a senshi, one with the same power as him. He was a bit older than Fiducius, perhaps in his mid-twenties, with blue hair and eyes, and he wore a white cloth draped over his body and tied in place. A ring of small leaves rested on his head, and he wore sandals with little wings on them. There was also a bow strapped to his back, though he made no move for it. "You're a senshi," Fiducius managed at last.
The other man offered a hand. "Apsyrtus. I'm the senshi of Colchis. Nice to meet you, though I wish it could be under better circumstances."
"I'm Fiducius, the senshi of Subamara," he introduced himself, shaking the offered hand. "It's nice to meet you. Why have you come to Subamara? Hey, isn't the doctor here yet?" he called down to the officials."
"Don't worry about me," the injured man gasped. "I've...had worse."
Apsyrtus scowled. "You're a terrible liar." Turning back to Fiducius, he said with a serious expression, "I've come here on a diplomatic mission, actually."
Fiducius nodded. "I understand. Let's see to your companion's health first, and see you rested and fed first, friend."
He shook his head. "I really wish I had the luxury of time, but I don't. I'm part of the Main Belt alliance with the worlds of Tynka and Strenua. "We're looking for other allies to help us against the Galaxia menace."
Galaxia menace. The words sent a dreadful chill in him. "Then at least some food while we repair your ship," Fiducius said. "I'd like to hear about this 'menace' in detail."
He sighed, but frowned at the ship's scored hull. "I guess I don't have much of a choice." The doctors were already looking at the other senshi's companion. "Come on, I'll help you down. We'll talk at the keep, it's my home."
To his surprise, the other senshi simply pushed off of the hull, drfting down easily and lightly. "That's a nice ability," Fiducius observed as he slid down, slowing his fall with handholds.
"Thanks," he said with a slight smile. "Let's go see this keep of yours."
"Su--" Aleron began as the pair passed, but Pribram put a hand on his arm. "Pribram, we don't even know who he is or what he wants from us. What if he's the disaster?"
She shook her head. "Leave them be for a bit, King. This is a part of Fiducius's training, as well."
"How is this training?" Aleron said with a scowl before turning back toward the general direction of the keep.
Although Fiducius led the other senshi directly to the central meeting room, they still had to pass through numerous rooms to get there. The senshi of Subamara was unusually animated as he pointed out various things to his new companion, and although the other man was clearly anxious to get to business, he was still sincere in his attentiveness and reactions, speaking when appropriate.
The pillows were already arranged when the pair entered, Pribram sitting off to the side. "Ah, Pribram," Fiducius said in mild surprise. "How did you beat us here?"
"Magic," she quipped, gesturing for the pair to sit. "We've brought you some refreshment, senshi."
"Ah, Apsyrtus, this is Pribram," Fiducius introduced. "She's my teacher. Pribram, this is Apsyrtus, the senshi of Colchis."
She studied his face for a long moment, frowning. "May I see your hand?" she asked, after a moment.
"Um, sure?" he replied uncertainly, offering it out. Taking his rough hand in her slim, slender ones, she ran her fingers over the lines in his palm, the frown deepening. "Don't tell me I've got a short life line or something," Apsyrtus said nervously.
"No," she said at last, "your life line is very long."
The corners of his mouth twitched. "Don't joke around with me, either," he pleaded.
"I do not joke," she stated, taking a seat. "We know why you are here. We just do not know the specifics, yet."
"Oh? You're a sage of some sort?"
"If you are asking if I read the future, then yes. Subamara also has that ability," she said with a nod.
"Ah, well, it's not all the future," he said hastily. "It's other stuff too, and I'm not very good at it." His expression turned serious. "Not too long ago, I had a prediction that something terrible was coming, that would threaten to destroy everything. What is this Galaxia menace you mentioned?"
"Galaxia is a monster," Apsyrtus said with a shake of his head, finally picking up the shallow up that was set in front of him. "She's a senshi with incredible power. She and her cronies have been wiping out civilizations in the solar system. Entire populations have been completely killed. We're trying to get an alliance together to fight her off." He placed the cup down, out in front of him. "To that end, we need other senshi to help us fight."
"Then I'll do it," Fiducius stated, taking a drink from his own glass and setting it down next to Apsyrtus's. "I will fight...to defeat this oncoming evil."
"Then I'll take you there, in my ship," Apsyrtus stated. "We'll have to leave quickly, to make sure they don't find us here first. We were attacked on the way in. Can you fly?"
Fiducius shook his head. "I've only flown a few single-man sail ships, and not outside Subamara's gravity well."
Apsyrtus chewed at his lip. "Then I'll have to give you a crash course in the ship's guns, in case they come back."
"Your ship has guns?"
The other senshi nodded. "We had to add them on, otherwise we wouldn't have made it here."
"I'll send someone to see how much longer it will take to repair the sails," Fiducius said, standing up.
"Don't trouble yourself, Subamara," Pribram stated. "I will ask."
"Thank you," he said with a nod, before sitting back down. "You'd best eat while you can, Apsyrtus. Since we don't know what we're going to run into out there."
"Why don't you make a prediction?" Apsyrtus commented, picking up the plate set near him.
Fiducius shook his head. "I'd rather save my energy for a potential fight. Plus, I'm not skilled enough to pick up much in the way of details. We could ask Pribram, though, when she returns.
"It was a joke," Apsyrtus told him, "though if you think it would help I'd go along with it. We can use every little bit we can get. So you really can see the future?"
"Well, it's not like I see specific events," Fiducius explained. "It's really more of a feel to it. You have to study each card and figure out why it came to talk to you."
"The cards talk?"
Fiducius patted the card case at his hip. "Not in words, but yes, there's a sense. The Hermit told me your ship was not from Subamara."
"Wouldn't you be able to tell that from the markings?"
"Not from the distance you were at, at the time."
While they spoke, Pribram had requested a messenger to check on the ship. It was then Aleron found her, frowning. "What are those two talking about?" he asked, unwilling to violate the closed doors of the meeting space.
"Subamara is going to leave this world," she explained calmly. "He is going to join with the others of his kind and stop the great evil."
"He's leaving? But how will we defend ourselves? Did you talk him into that?"
She shook her head with a smile. "I told him nothing. He did not ask, nor seek approval from me. That's how it should be. He is a man, King, not a child."
"But if he fails...."
"Then we are no worse off than before, for we were doomed from the start," she replied cheerily. "Please make sure the ship is repaired quickly. My understanding is that enemies may have followed Colchis's ship here."
Aleron opened his mouth, closed it, then finally spoke. "I'll check into it."
The ship's interior was very small, about the size of a medium-sized room, and round. Most of the wall was covered with control panels situated around several seats, and there were a couple of beds set into the rear of the room. "You can take the seat there," Apsyrtus indicated with a gesture. "It's the gunner's seat. I'll take the pilot."
"What about your friend?"
"I'll let him recover here. It's probably marginally safer than dragging him into space again. He'll understand."
Fiducius nodded, sliding into the seat. "Gunning isn't that hard," Apsyrtus reassured. "Well, admittedly it's a sight harder when you're being shot at, but then again, everything's harder in that sort of situation. I was gunning when my friend flew us here."
Fiducius nodded, looking over the controls. Thankfully, most of the sail ships on the main belt were originated in a few places, and thus had only a few variations of design. Fiducius concluded Apsyrtus's ship was a Hug-Bell design, judging by the light-colored metal and the smooth, sculpted design. He felt a bit relieved. He'd always liked the Hug-Bell designs; there just seemed to be something so natural and intuitive about them.
"Strap in, we're lifting off," Apsyrtus instructed, and Fiducius did so, sliding his hands onto the arm controls. Beneath them, the ship gave a pleasant rumble, and the sails opened up, angling to pick up what they could of the solar winds. Turning on the anti-gravity jets, Apsyrtus manuvered the ship upwards, letting the solar winds take them further out. Once away, Apsyrtus turned the sails, turning them away and toward the direction of their destination.
Pulling up the viewscreens, Fiducius took a moment to admire the view they afforded, the sight of so many asteroids suspended in space against a backdrop of black, broken up only by what stars were visible. Sol, the center of their system and the source of the winds they were riding, was partially eclipsed by another asteroid, the rock spinning lazily in space. Squinting, he thought he could make out the shape of the large planet, Mars, hovering countless miles away. It made him wonder: if there was civilization on so many asteroids, what must it be like on a planet with endless space?
"Looks like we're clear so far," Apsyrtus muttered. "But keep alert."
Fiducius nodded, pulling up the sensors. "How far away is Colchis?"
"Not far, relatively speaking. We're pretty close to you, hence why I came here. Are you familiar with your local neighbors?"
"Only a few. We don't have a lot of trade with other systems. Plus, a lot of the nearby rocks aren't big enough for habitation."
Apsyrtus nodded in agreement. "This is the farthest out I've been, actually. This isn't in our normal trading lines."
"Then why did you come out here?"
"Partly because I was chased by enemy ships. Partly because I was hoping to find someone good." Apsyrtus looked over at him and grinned. "You have expectations to live up to, now."
"Um, I'll try my best?"
The other senshi laughed. "Don't look so worried. Sure, we're fighting for our lives and our homes here, but it doesn't mean we need to be tense as boards inbetween. Let's be friends."
"I'd like that," Fiducius said with a smile. "Actually, you're the first senshi I've met. No other senshi have come to Subamara before."
"It's a shame. You know, I think when this is all over, I'd like to see about keeping a senshi alliance. We live close together, there's no reason we couldn't see each other every now and then."
"I think that sounds like a good ide--" A klaxon cut him off, and Fiducius turned back to the sensor board, switching off the alarm and pulling up the display. "We have two coming in at six-ten-nine. Should we hail them?"
"No, it's them, I'm sure of it," Apsyrtus said, flipping a few switches above him in quick succession and pulling back a yoke. "They wouldn't be coming in so fast otherwise. Pull up the targeting system."
"Pulling up targeting systems," Fiducius acknowledged, pressing in a set of buttons. The arm controls went green, indicating they were ready to shoot. Trying to remember what he had learned in the few times he had played targeting games, he tried to lead out the target, but the ship whizzed by too fast to get the guns around in time. "Damn it," the senshi cursed.
"Don't lose it, just keep on them," Apsyrtus told him. "I'm taking evasive manuvers."
Fiducius nodded, concentrating on the screen as the ship began to pitch and roll, Apsyrtus juking around the yoke as one of the ships came behind them. "Get that one first!"
"Working on it," Fiducius muttered, taking a few shots that were easily avoided. "Damn it!"
"Stay calm!" Apsyrtus shouted as the ship rocked from a hit. "Just stay calm and focus. Take your time." He threw the ship into another roll as the second ship came for them.
Fiducius frowned, then let out a breath, closing his eyes for a moment. Taking a card out from the holder at his hip, he laid it on his lap without looking at it, watching the ship, and then he listened. Sure enough, he could hear the thrumming of the cards, the one in his lap brimming with energy. He waited, then as the first ship moved in to close the gap, he turned it over. The three of Clubs. Fiducius brought the guns around and fired.
Apsyrtus let out a whoop as the ship behind them exploded in a burst of shrapnel. "You got him!"
"He's a decoy," Fiducius stated, looking around for the other ship. "The other ship is the problem."
The Grecian senshi pitched forward with a shout as the ship rocked violently. "Shit!" he shouted as he looked over the screens that popped up. "That's one of our pressure lines!"
"What's that mean?" Fiducius asked as the ship pitched around again.
"Hold on, working on it," Aspyrtus muttered, working the control board again. After a few moments of turning knobs and pressing buttons, he ducked under the control panel, pulling off the plating and twisting something underneath. Fiducius gasped as the ship rocked under another blow. "Apsyrtus!"
"I said I'm working on it," he gasped out, twisting the controls into more evasive manuvers. "There, that's sealed it for now, but we really need to stop and make repairs."
"I don't think this ship is inclined to let us," Fiducius muttered, drawing two more cards. "They've got us where they want us."
"If you've got any ideas, I'm listening," Aspyrtus growled, trying to put an asteroid inbetween themselves and the ship.
Fiducius took the card he had used before and set it on the ground, kneeling by it. He then picked up the other two he had drawn, placing them in a triangle formation. "What are you doing, shoot at her," the other senshi yelled.
"Give me a moment. I'm trying to figure this out," Fiducius murmured, staring at the cards that had come up.
"We don't have a moment!"
He frowned, staring at the three. The first card, the three of clubs, had indicated that The other ship had been a lead for this one, the one still left alive. And now she'd struck a blow against them using that pawn. Now what? The second card was the ten of wands reversed, a card that gave him a chill with the malice pouring from that angle of their enemy. A cruel person. A clever person. The last card was the page of cups reversed, adding dimension to the picture he had, even as the ship shuddered again. A selfish person? How did it add up? Where did the partnership in the decoy fit in?
Unless....
"Give me a map," he stated, getting back to his seat.
"I'm a little busy at the moment!" Aspyrtus shouted. "What the hell do you need a map for? We're going to get killed if we don't get this guy off our tail, and fast!"
"A tunnel," he stated, "we need an asteroid with a tunnel. Preferably long and not straight."
Asprytus took a moment to look at him, then considered. "There's not...wait, I think there is one. An old mining rock. Will that do?"
"Can we fit into that tunnel?"
"If we fold down the sails and run on jets once we get in...yes. I think so."
"Good. Do it." Fiducius pulled up the targeting computer, laying a strafing line of fire across space.
"Why? What have you got in mind? Once we get into that tunnel we're sitting ducks, there'll be no way to manuver or get away!" Even as he spoke, the other senshi was sending the ship hurtling in a new direction.
"She won't follow us into the tunnel," Fiducius said. "She can't."
"Uh, yeah she can. I'd bet you anything that ship's got jets, same as ours."
"Just watch." Fiducius fired again as they neared the tunnel, the pitch-black maw of the tunnel stretching out to reach them. Aspyrtus took aim, then folded up the sails, letting momentum and gravity pull them close enough to use the jets. "If we survive this, I will officially be the greatest sail ship pilot ever," Apsyrtus muttered as he shot in at a high speed, the enemy ship strafing the tunnel with fire. "See, I told you!"
"There's a bend coming up, right?" Fiducius asked, squinting at the tactical display, which outlined the pitch-black walls with a green grid to show their placement.
In response, Apsyrtus braked suddenly, yanking the ship hard to the right. Fiducius let out a little yelp as he was slammed against his seat. "Where is she, how close is she? Can you tell?"
"Stop here, just out of direct sight," Fiducius said, pulling up the tactical display and pointing. "Our sensors are limited by the rock, but you can see she's stopped at the entrance."
Apsyrtus frowned. "She's afraid of entering? Her ship's smaller than ours."
"No, she can't enter," Fiducius said, sitting back. "The ship is controlled remotely. Her commands wouldn't be able to reach inside the rock." Unlatching himself from the seat, he picked up the cards he had left on the floor.
Apsyrtus watched him. "Were you...predicting the future?"
Fiducius shook his head. "Not specifically, no." He gestured in the shape of a triangle, the way he had laid out the cards. "It's a pretty basic reading of past, present, and future, in a way. I was trying to get more information on our enemy."
"You really do have a strange power," the other senshi said slowly. "What do we do now? Wait until she leaves?"
"She won't leave. She doesn't need to. She'll just call in more reinforcements and wait for us to exit, since we'll have to eventually. Do you have a map of this tunnel?"
Apsyrtus put in a command, a three-dimensional display coming up between their seats. "I don't have the interior mapped out, but I might be able to tell you what you need to know. My friend took me flying through here once or twice and I've got a good memory."
Fiducius studied the asteroid's map. "Here she is. Where are we? Where are the other exits from where we're at?"
"Uh...." Apsyrtus added their location inside the asteroid to the holographic map before studying it. "There's one here, and one over here, I think. We're going to escape with one of those?"
"No," Fiducius said with a shake of his head. "We need to get the jump on her and blow her out of the sky, and do it before she gets reinforcements here. She'll be watching for us to try and escape. The advantage we have, I hope, is that she doesn't know exactly where we can come out. If the exit connects to this trench like it looks like it should, we should be able to fly under her parameters and get close enough to shoot."
"That makes sense. Let's do it," Apsyrtus stated, sitting back in his chair. "And let's hope that relay on the pressure line works. As they say in the movies, strap yourself in, it's going to be a bumpy ride."
"What movies do they say that in?" Fiducius questioned as the ship began to move, bouncing around a bit from the jets being used in close, uneven quarters.
Apsyrtus glanced away from his controls long enough to give the other senshi a look. "You have really got to get in touch with mainstream entertainment."
"What does that have to do with anything?" Fiducius shook his head, powering the guns back up and shifting the balances around, giving them more range and punch in exchange for a longer lag between shots. One shot, he hoped, would be all he needed, because it would probably be all he got.
Apsyrtus's back was tense as he shifted the jets around, pulling the sail ship through the tunnel at a decent speed. Emerging from the hole, the other senshi yanked back on the power to the jets, keeping them low, perhaps a few yards off the ground. "Operating in stealth mode," the other senshi reported, the lights in the interior of the ship dimming as he began to negotiate the rocky outcroppings of the trench. "Approaching under jet power at ten percent. We'll be in firing range in about a mile. Setting countdown."
Fiducius brought up the probable location of the enemy ship and marked it, angling the guns upwards. "Half a mile," Apsyrtus announced, hunched over his controls. "Quarter of a mile. She should be coming into view any moment."
The other senshi nodded, getting a tenative lock on the ship as they got closer. "We're within range. I'll angle us up if you think you can hit her from this distance," Apsyrtus said, looking over at Fiducius.
"Do it." Fiducius turned the guns, tilting them back down as the ship crept up, peering over the lip of the trench like a curious child.
"She's moving!" Apsyrtus yelped in alarm as the ship began lifting up under its own jets.
"Stay calm," Fiducius ordered, leading the ship before he squeezed the triggers, firing off the shot. The ship burst apart, flame briefly spouting in the thin atmosphere of the asteroid.
Apsyrtus let out a whoop, standing up. "That shot was one in a million! We are officially the best pilot and best gunner in the universe!"
Fiducius smiled, unstrapping himself from the seat. "Have you flown that tunnel before?"
"No. I've never flown before."
Fiducius looked over at him. "Oh, good. I've never gunned a ship before."
The two looked at each other, then Apsyrtus began to laugh, his loud, cheerful guffaws filling the small interior of the ship. "We really are the best ever!"
A buzzing interrupted their celebration, the control panel indicating an incoming transmisson. Aspyrtus frowned, glancing over at Fiducius before he turned on the communicator. "Well done, senshi," came a cool female voice, echoing inside the ship. "Very well played. I wasn't expecting that."
"Who are you?" Apsyrtus demanded. "Were you the one shooting at us?"
"You would be correct. I look forward to meeting you in battle again soon. Your names?"
"Colchis's Arrow," Apsyrtus stated flatly.
"Subamara, the Trickster," Fiducius said.
"Colchis's Arrow. Subamara the Trickster," the woman echoed, as if committing the names to memory. "I am known as Sailor Lithium Irukandji, a general in Galaxia's glorious army. We'll meet again, senshi." And then the light on the communication panel blinked out, indicating the transmission had ended.
"Sailor Lithium Irukandji," Fiducius echoed. "Do you know of her?"
Apsyrtus shook his head. "The nerve of her, pretending to claim a senshi name like that. Let's get out of here and find a safe place to make some repairs."
Thankfully, Apsyrtus had more experience repairing ships than he did flying. The Ship was parked on a tiny rock only a few times larger than itself, nestled into a nook as Apsyrtus banged away and shouted up occasional instructions. It wasn't great, but it was enough to get them to limp back to Colchis.
The asteroid Colchis was larger than Subamara, perhaps twice the size or more, covered with a sprawling civilization. "This is where you live?" Fiducius asked in wonder, admiring the view afforded by the viewscreens.
He nodded. "It's a nice place."
"It's so big," Subamara said in surprise. "I've never seen a place so big."
"Try not to stare too much," Apsyrtus laughed as he aimed the sail ship for the port, the ripped sails flopping about and catching themselves on the working ones. "My god, the ship's a mess. They're gonna kill me."
"Don't worry, I'll protect you," Fiducius reassured. "I'll distract them and we'll slip away."
Apsyrtus stared for a moment, then laughed. "I didn't mean it literally. Come on, we'll see if Tynka and Strenua are back and if they've found us some help."
Fiducius nodded uncertainly as Apsyrtus popped open the hatch, poking his head out. He leaned out, shouting something that was muffled by the ship's walls before he looked down into the ship's interior. "Well, what are you waiting for, an engraved invitation? Get up here and let me introduce you to my people."
Struck by a sudden case of nerves, Fiducius took a step back uncertainly. Apsyrtus laughed, reaching down and grabbing his arm. "Come on now, up with you."
"I--" Apsyrtus exited the ship with Fiducius in tow, both standing on the outside of the ship.
Apsyrtus waved cheerily before cupping his hands to his mouth. "I present Subamara, the Trickster!"
Cheers erupted from the little crowd gathered, and it was all he could do to not take a step back and flee inside the ship. "Come on, smile," Apsyrtus urged. "It's a welcoming party, not an execution committee."
Fiducius looked at the other senshi, then to the crowd. Raising a hand in greeting, he managed a little smile, and was met with renewed cheers. "Why are they all cheering?" Fiducius asked quietly.
"They're happy to see you, of course," Apsyrtus replied. "Why else? You're here to help protect everyone."
"I don't know if I can do this...." Fiducius muttered.
"Come on, don't be like that," Apsyrtus reassured. "You're the best gunner in the universe, remember? Have some confidence!"
The extravagant title did its job, and Fiducius straightened up a little, managing another smile for the crowd. "Let's go down," Apsyrtus told him. "If they're back, Tynka and Strenua will be at the capitol building."
