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The Final Test

Eventually, morning came. For those inside the city, it had been a quiet, pleasant night. For those outside...well. At least no one was hurt.

As the sun rose, the sky took on an amazingly beautiful violet hue. As the crew began to awaken, they'd receive a message from Stacy, stating that those intending to attend the meeting with the Moai Elders were to gather near the massive stone stairway that led to the top of the plateau the city of Orongo surrounded.

It was time for the real mission to begin.

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"There are always traps," Karis drawled. "It's like the rules with temples."

Nathan cleared his throat at Zetta's behavior, before stepping forward. Right, time to insert some diplomacy back into the proceedings.

"Good morning, and I apologize for some of our crew's brusque nature. We're ready to head up when you are."

"Brusque?" Zetta said. "You'll be sorry you didn't ask when you're picking poison needles out of your carotid!"

Should we really be so loud about our doubts? Billy wondered. He wished he could think of some subtle and brilliant way to say that, so he remained silent and pondering in the background. Let the actual leaders deal with that.

Please do not mind excited afro wunderkind on the side who looked so excited about everything. MISSION FINALLY.

"Hey. Ixnay on the oisonpay artsday, capisce?" Angie stepped up beside Nathan, since the whole marriage thing was kind of central to all this. "Besides, that wasn't really a temple in The Last Crusade. And it was spelled with an I when the temple was created."

She'd watched that movie far too often. Obviously.

"I assure you, there are no traps," the priest replied. "The Temple is quite safe."

He motioned towards the stairs.

"This way, please," he said, and the three priests began making their way up.

It would be a rather long walk up, but once they reached the top, they'd see a rather impressive looking temple standing before them.

Entering the building, they'd see numerous censers and candles burning along the walls, dimly lighting the cavernous rooms of the temple. In the center of the main room, there was a large, round, low table, surrounded by small mats for the crew to sit at.

The priests motioned for them to sit down around the table.

Billy entered the temple and took it all in, appropriately impressed. This was likely the room where they would make or break their chance to succeed in the mission. It was intense pressure.

He knelt on a mat, gesturing for Ronnie to sit beside him and holding a hand out.

Ronnae followed suit, looking around in awe at the temple. To her it was really pleasing as well. Most temples back home where immense and intimidating, this one however was soothing and calming.

She smiled and sat next to Billy placing her hand on his comfortingly as she waited patiently. She was fairly relaxed, trying her best not to show doubt or fear when in the presence of the priests.

"No traps?" What kind of a crappy temple guarding a sacred map didn't have traps?

"Oh, I get it, the ultimate trap is marriage! Hyaaa ha ha ha ha!" He was starting to like these dudes.

The minion plunked the book down on a mat, where it did its best to look important.

"Don't worry. This is the part where they kill us and eat our brains," Karis muttered.

Because that's what she would do.

Nathan shot Zetta and Karis a worthy death glare, and a note to speak privately later. Accosting a ranking member of Command on Zetta's part, and risking important negotiations from both were serious issues here. He was sitting, and had his fingers laced with Angie from where they were sitting on the other side of the table.

He then gave a civil smile and nod to the priests as he remarked, "Many thanks for your hospitality to all of us. I understand you have important information ready for us?"

Kang shot his own look at Zetta, rolled his eyes, and sat down, motioning for Karis to join him. This was going to be an interesting meeting.

Rhiow trotted along at their feet, trailing somewhat behind the rest of the group - to all appearances she was silent.

But that's because she was busy carrying on a silent conversation. Can't we leave them back on the ship? They're only going to cause problems. The thought was sent only to the other Council members. You can answer this way - Cargn has assured me that the Moai have no technology able to detect telepathy.

Hoshi came up soon after, doing a formal bow to the Moai priest. Seraphiel was following close behind her and she took her place to sit down, kneeling down.

She was interested to see what exactly would go down in this meeting, to be perfectly honest.

All the talk of traps and poison needles and implied doom hadn't done much to engender a feeling of calm in Jamie, who'd finally started to let his guard down after the marriage ceremony, and he was tense as he entered the main room. He dipped his head nervously to the gathered priests as he knelt on one of the mats around the table, dividing his attention between Alastirra and the room at large, trying to keep an eye out for signs that all hell was about to break loose.

"The Elders will be with you shortly," the priest replied, before they removed themselves from the room.

It took several minutes, but eventually, five rather old looking Moai made their way into the room, taking their place on the other side of the large table from the crew.

Even so, they didn't seem ready to begin immediately. They appeared to be waiting for something.

Or someone, apparently. There was a single space left open at the table.

And soon they were there.

Some of the crew might recognize the old, shuffling figure entering the room as the old Rom fortune teller from last night. She was followed by a rather impressive looking Rom bodyguard (http://l-userpic.livejournal.com/108101702/34531924).

She took her place at the empty seat, nodding to the Moai Elders.

"We are ready to begin, yes?"

"Indeed we are," said one of the Elders, who placed an intricately crafted blueish-wooden box on the table in front of him.

"So," he said to the present crew, "you have come for the Map, yes?"

Especially Zetta and Karis. Kang thought dryly.

"We have," he said out loud, bowing slightly and keeping his voice respectful. He'd made sure to dress formally, wearing his new clothing meant just for Council business.

Nathan glanced toward Kang before nodding in agreement.

"Yes, and we are willing to work with you for anything needed in exchange from us. Could you explain a little more about this Map to us?"

Let us do our very best, regardless of who is with or not with us. Dhianeila's thought came through to the others as she smiled and bowed politely.

"In turn, we as a crew are also willing to thoroughly explain our situation and reasons for being here. As well as our desire to help you and this magnificent planet in any way we can."

"It is an item of great importance, given to us for safe keeping ages ago by the Rom," he said, motioning to the Rom elder present.

He opens the box in front of him, and inside there was a baseball sized white sphere, constructed of some sort of crystal lattice. A soft glow and a quiet hum emanated from it.

"The Map will lead you to the Tapestry."

Faiza had been glad to find that Dane's 'how to sit on the floor while wearing a sword on your hip' lessons actually came in handy. She hadn't been positive that would happen when he'd been teaching her, but at least he'd had a reason.

She leaned forward, looking at the map with no little wonder. "Wow," she murmured, then glanced up and bit her bottom lip. "This may seem a silly question to ask, and I'm sure it's only because I'm new to the crew and there's still so much on Stacy to learn, but what is the Tapestry?"

She figured, being new and not part of Command or the Council, she might get away with the question easier than one of the others.

"And you're just going to give it to us?"

Excuse Karis if she sounds skeptical. These things always have a catch.

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