*Scratch sighs* Well, you asked why no one told you, and Rikky wasn't your opponent. I know you didn't know, but... there should have been signs. *Rikky's fingers are able to flex now. He hasn't fully beaten off the poison, but he's getting close, his throat reopening to allow speech. Soon, he can move to reset his shoulder and heal it. His scratches still bleed, but they were light and can wait. After today, her venom will no longer affect him, but hopefully that'll never be tested. Scratch again looks at his daughter* All that aside, I do need to talk to you. *he pulls out some very official looking documents and holds them out to her* From the desk of the Highlord himself... *he knows she won't like it*

*she once more looks at Rikky, studying him, marking his every action, his every move and his healing ability...noting the differences between Aeirk, and Rikky.* a few I see now, but I wouldn't have looked for them before *she looks back at her father than down at the documents in his hand.* already? *a sigh of resignation leaves her body as she notes Scratchs body language that in itself telling her what was inside...she reaches for them* should I read them? or do you just want to tell me the bad news?

*Ian scratches his ear, brows raised. It was more a nervous reaction than anything, He would hate this too, could it be done to him* I guess I'll tell you. Because of your... past... and the possibility that you could, conceivably, through maybe latent suggestions of the one who tampered with you to begin with, go Rogue again... ah... the Highlord has ordered you to report to the Psibernary or Rikky, if you prefer, since he kinda made up the idea, for a memory bank to be installed behind your shields. It would ensure that if you did go rogue, all the information you've learned about us can be quickly and easily removed. *RIkky, who can move now, tho slowly, turns his head and blinks up at Scratch. He remembers using the memory bank on Sai well enough. Scratch continues* It gonna become standard practice for all GUARDians who can allow it. Such like me, or Attrait, or those with shields who can't lower them, well... they'll be dealt with a little more severely.... *he waits, watching her face for reaction*

*her first reaction is shocked disbelief..she had thought it was going to be that she was denied active duty, put on a desk job, or that she had to go through training again..anything except that...that had never even crossed her mind, why would it?* A what? *her hand dropping from the proffered folders as she takes a step back...she sort of understands the concept, and destests it..it scares her...giving someone that ability to alter her mind freely, to easily eliminate what she was...easy egress generally means easy entereance too...she shakes her head* No way...noone is getting back in my head ....I've had enough trouble with that...noone else is getting in

*Rikky answers this time, slowly, painridden, as he stands, leaning heavily against the wall, favoring his ruined shoulder side, the arm which dangles at the wrong angle, the wrong way* It is not quite what you think. Yes, I invented it as far as the GUARD knows, I used it on Sai. It is not... it simply holds the memories, away from the short term or long term. It is a databank, and that is all it is. Purposefully not touching any other part, it is free floating, designed for one thing alone. It is not an in and out type thing. It is placed or removed, but only intact. Do you understand? It does not allow access. It does not allow an altering as much as a... removal. If you were to go rogue, you would not remember what you learned here. A logical precaution and one even I will be subject to, I am sure. *he eyes the far wall, projecting how much force he'll need in a run to snap his shoulder back into place* Yeah, what he said. *Scratch nods, hating it himself, but not having to worry about it, for no unnatural could touch his mind*

*Without even a comment she walks over to Rikky..then grabs his shoulder and using a knee in his back for leverage forces it back into place *If I go Rogue again, shoot me...*she looks back over at her father* I don't care if it is the highlords command, I'm not doing it...stick me in a desk, or wherever, but I am not doing it....demote, demoralize, or punish as you see fit...but it will still be no

OW!!! SHIT! *Rikky, not ready that, hadn't shut off his pain sensors and felt it all very keenly. He gives her a sulky glare and rubs his shoulder, pushing his mind to heal the scratches, the pain, everything that needs to be fixed. That had /hurt/... as much as dislocating it had. He couldn't imagine what life would be like without his telepathy to fix things, if not immediately then eventually. He watches her with narrowed gold eyes, quiet now as Scratch responds to her* I understand you don't like it Yvette, but consider the logic of it... *as if that would make any difference with /him/ either* Its a precaution. No one's gonna mess with yer head, not the way you think... er... *he sighs, it was hard to defend this action* Look, anyone like me, who can't have a bank, or whatever, is going to be subject to be hunted down... by Jayde. Normally, she isn't used in such an application, but if I've ever heard a threat, that's it. I wouldn't want her on my tail, that's fer sure.

*a brief smirk crosses her lips at Rikkys exclamation of pain...Jayde, she had never met the woman, but she had heard stories, and she had seen her once, at a distance. That woman was like a wolverine, a deceptively deadly creature..one that even from a distance made her wary...but to allow someone in her head, beneath her shields. that was more than she could handle, too much had happened, too much had been lost because others had gotten beneath her shields..she had vowed never again...her only exception had been the psibernary.. and even that had been a torment, but necessary to prove her innocence and get her reinstatement....no, she would rather face Jayde* Fine, put me on her list, I won't submit

*Rikky manages to push away all pain, ridding his body of any discomfort, and straightens, still glaring at Venin from under his bangs. His eyes open slightly wide as she refuses... not the refusal, but what she says. The memory of his meeting with her was all too clear* You do not want to be on her list... I assure you. She is... *he trails off and blinks over at Scratch, who sighs* I understand, Yvette, that you don't want to do this, I can't blame you, but maybe you should refuse to the Highlord personally. I'll arrange a meeting if you like. I think he'd prefer it in person....

*she simply ignores the glares and Rikky altogether, seeming to dismiss him as something inconsequential, though in reality she is still highly atuned to him, aware of every action he makes...she sighs* In person? *She pulls a pack of smokes from her pocket then looks at Scratch as if to ask if to if smoking was permitted here..she pulls one out anyhow then extends the pack to him.....the highlord, did she really want to meet him, tell him to his face that she is refusing an order, a direct order? especially when she is so newly returned?.....but it would require working with a Psi, letting her shields down.could she do that again? could she face the risk, leave even that slight possibility of entry?....she shakes her head as the unlit smoke raises to her lips* I can't risk letting someone in again *she sighs again..and facing him means facing Jayde as well, ensuring that she would be easily recognized* I'll face him *She pulls out her Bic, and nothing happens, she tries again and once more sparks fly, but no flame...She tips it up to the light, only now noticing the crack in the bottom, she scowls at Rikky* Ya broke my lighter

*Scratch nods to her final response* I'll set it up. Expect it tomorrow in the afternoon. A Cyhunter will come collect you and guide you there. Probably Warpole or Hyaline, but I don't know. *he reaches for the proffered smoke, obviously not caring if smoking is permitted or not... Rikky looks as if he's going to say something, then decides against it, mentally dulling his terribly acute sense of smell against the sting of the smoke, which doesn't seem to bother either of the others. Scratch chuckles as Venin accuses Rikky and offers his own* Here... borrow my flame till you can get a new one. We have a real nice goods store on premises now. Not like the old one, but huge, like a mini-mall. Should check it out. *he extends his flame to light her cigarette then turns to Rikky* Yer work was sloppy. She shouldn't have gotten you so easily... *even if it wasn't easily* YOU need more practice, and I'm ordering you and Venin to do a Wreckroom exercise together at least once a week. *Rikky glances from father, to daughter, and back again... almost horrified* But she wants to /kill/ me, sir. *Scratch shakes his head* Naw, she wants to kill Aerik. She just wants to /hurt/ -you-. Venin, try not to seriously injure the boy here, okay? *Then Scratch sighs and gestures* I think we should let the techies get in here and fix the place up. I'll write up the techie with the headphones. You, Rikky, and you Venin, part ways equitably now... more time for fun later. Venin, be ready for your audience with the Highlord, alright? *Scratch nods to both and turns on his heel to leave* Raincheck on the wreckroom workout, Yvette... *and then he walks off to get that meeting with the Highlord arranged. Rikky glares again at Yvette and just walks away, still absently rubbing his shoulder and muttering....* ...Glad I broke your damn lighter....