Dark wings, Dark words.

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he pulled himself closer into what light there was.

pointing to the expansive and what looked like highly improvised headgear most of it under skin that was looking discolored and untreated for "implant rejection"

"My cardamine is low, it keeps rejection and disease from happening to important parts ... but because my own energy is quite low a majority of the Intel your seeking is stored in unpowered sections."

he remembered the Hathor. Much more hardware then the Conference... Also much heavier. Though haven't spent many of his days on an explorer there might be little difference.

"My wetware is a little fuzzy too. This headache is three weeks old.. I don't know if foods made it better or worse.. probably the rationing of my cardamine reserve in my head. You would be surprised with how many odd and unique type of cybernetics the Maltese have developed. Much of it is for memory storage.. thier analogue capture and algorithmic synthesis are the most advanced.. I have to admit I detect the influence of alien technology there but I never proved it."

He searched his mind.. concentrating through pain and confusion. well mostly confusion..

"Im trying to summarize a lot here.. The cult is mostly harmless.. mostly they follow a twisted form of Zen a practice of making the mind more aware of itself.. suppression of hostility and fear emotions which ..truthfully bother the nomads when they sense it as far as I've observed the nomads I met never showed fear... but if you directed anger towards them it would reflect back three fold. Their psychology seems simple but.. their so complex.. I spent much time in awe of their wisdom of the human body... the mind.. "

he gave up.. he was rambling.. ... he thought what would get him out of there.. get them to trust him at least to be somewhere nicer like a hospital or a biochem lab. he wasn't kidding about the cardamine either but one stop at Rochester or Trafalgar and his brother jimmy could get him plenty.

"I know.. This should prove my loyalty.. There are three things known by the exarchs that they utter to no one.. and more importantly something Three Winds told me.. that im sure no one knows.... well No one alive."

He looked at his interrogator to make sure he was eye to eye.

"One... The slomon K'Hara were severely wounded... nearly disabled by a Daam artifact. Two.. the ones who came before the Daam k'vosh are two races. Three... There are still Daam out there, alive."

*he took a breath..*

"And three winds.. .. their new master teacher.. Is an infected being.. unlike the Wilde of Rhineland.. unique but his powers of the mind are strong.. He attempted to show me a vision of the hive mind.. " Leonard smirked

"Thanks to my implants im vary hard to reach.. but.. upon review of the memory record I caught a vision of something.. I know they did not mean to reveal.. It was a Nomad vessel so large it eclipsed the sun.. In fact The short bit i was able to get was this vessel was hidden within a great... mechanized sphere so large.. like the size of a star system. ."

he stopped. continued when he had breath.

"I confessed this to three winds.. he was surprised and shortly explained that it was something "the purge" or whatever you all did in the first war missed. He also admitted that the hive was working hard to "learn" its form... to grow it."

He hoped this confession was enough to get them moving.

"I promise as i can access more memory and data.. ill relay it write it down however you'd like I knew i would be writing reports for some time. That is if.. you guys didn't think i was completely nuts."