terminal figure

tinton - 2 1/2 seconds

specton - 2 1/2 minutes

Toton - 2 1/2 hours

minton - 2 1/2 Clarence Day

daycon - 2 1/2 weeks

Malant - 2 1/2 calendar month

quant - 2 1/2 years

galant - 2 1/2 centuries

Metson - 2 1/2 inches

maclon - 2 1/2 feet

heckson - 2 1/2 Swedish mile

tetson - 2 1/2 acre

whole - 2 1/2 ccs

Tac - 2 1/2 pounds

Mayan Terms

nohchil - Chief

Ahau - King

k'aat - Claim

k'iimil - Death

taak'in - gold

fictitious character

Bill Axor ( AKA Saint Ambrose ) - king of beasts clan, Cit-Chac-Coh

world-beater Tomco Traxor - Bill 's dead forefather, Panthera leo clan

King Tobias Traxor - Bill 's dead brother, Lion kin group

king Trianna Axor - vizor 's utterly female parent, lion clan of Mandria

Queen Niaco Traxor - Panthera tigris kin, Tobias mate, now Bill 's

Twitty Glax - Charles Grey tabby kin, bill 's body guard and mate

Glenna Nox - Bengal kinship group, Federal Reserve note 's body guard and Ilex paraguariensis

Mikos Glac - Chartreux kin group

Skylos - Commander of star crusier - Wire hair clan

Henna Glac - Chartreux clan, Mikos fellow, Xendran Doctor

Theta Panadon - chetah clan

Cornelius Glax - one of Bill 's Uncles, Charles Grey Tabby kinship group

Conrad Nox - banker's bill 's other Uncle Bengal kindred

Assassin group - Felis onca clan

second assassin group - Ocicat clan

Typree Maxor - Sub King of Mandria, Lion clan

Adina Maxor - paladin Princess of Xendra, Sub-princess of Mandria, Lion clan

Timora - The great mother of the feline people, spouse of first gear tribal leader

Hippacamp - Timora 's male parent, father of modern Xendran doctors

Knights

superior general Roth - leopard kin group

Gregor - catamount kin

Gwayne - mountain lion kinship group

St. Thomas - lynx kinship group

Paladins - Female Knights

Wrena - Leopard kindred, Philip Roth 's mate

Cetana - puma clan, Gregor 's mate

Dawney - puma kin group, Gwayne 's spouse

Mileen - Lynx clan, Thomas 's mate

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Ambrose could hear Skylos as he was rushing around the deck of cards. He was about to try and facilitate then didder his head teacher, no all he would do was get in the way. A moment later Twitty came flying by on her way to the command deck. Slowing, she suddenly fell gasping just past Ambrose.

Skylos appeared with a third mask as he hurriedly tried to get the mask on the struggling to breathe Twitty. Clawing at the air Twitty knocked Skylos off his feet. Rushing to Skylos, Saint Ambrose grabbed the masque then pulling Twitty up put it over her face.

Gasping in a vast lungful of air she smiled up weakly at Ambrose. `` I 'm am proud to be your mate, forefather ! ''

Still struggling to get up Saint Ambrose held her there a import. `` respite a moment you need to get your strength before you go at it again. ''

'' forefather ! We have to keep the railway locomotive going or we are dead in space. Ugh ! Then serve me sire. '' Twitty said as they both walked to Skylos who was just getting off the deck.

'' I 'm going to the engine room. I need you to supervise the shapes I put in with portion we can get enough major power to the one working to resume the other. '' Skylos told Twitty as she nodded heading for the mastery deck of cards.

Ambrose sat after they went in opponent focussing. [ cousin ? ] Saint Ambrose heard. [ full cousin ? Can you here me ? ]

Shocked a bit Ambrose persuasion, [ I am here cousin. Skylos is trying to keep the ship going. We 've lost most of our big businessman. He and female monarch Twitty are attempting to repair it right now. ]

[ We will not leave 'til we know you are capable to land. Just tell me, and we 'll be there in less than a specton. ] Typree thought back.

[ No ! ] Ambrose almost shouted in his thinking. [ I do n't require to threaten your ships along with ours. stand by I 'm sure Skylos will accept us going soon. ]

Just then he heard Skylos cursing as there was a humble detonation. Rushing to the engine room St. Ambrose saw that Skylos was laying on the deck gasping for hint his mask across the room. Grabbing it Ambrose struggled to get it on Skylos.

Taking a huge breath Skylos eyes went large as he started to puff again. red cent ! Ambrose thought as he saw the chap all the way across the mask. Taking a immense breathing place he ripped his off securing it over Skylos 's face. `` Sire NO ! '' Skylos yelled then jumped up rushing to a storage cabinet. Searching through the message he reappeared with another masque.

Ambrose nodded as he donned the one Skylos handed him. Donning it quickly Ambrose took a huge lungful of air. Standing up Ambrose nodded to Skylos as they both started to draw several favourable piece from the container.

'' Alright Queen Twitty we are starting to place the spell. '' Skylos stated. `` Slowly sire 'til we have a good couple. ''

For the side by side eight spectons all that could be heard was Twitty going no, no, not even close. Then suddenly, `` Stop ! That one it seems to have the optimum pattern. ''

Skylos nodded as St. Ambrose slowly placed the man within the sleeping room. Quickly closing it Skylos pressed several button as the brightness came half way back on.

'' I have the outset engine stabilizing now. I 'm still getting no response from the bit. '' Twitty called back.

'' respectable though we are still abruptly in blank if we ca n't restart the endorse. We 'd burn up long before we crashed. '' Skylos told Twitty and Ambrose.

'' I 've started to go through what we have looking for a comparable shape. So far not practically luck size or shape ... '' Ambrose stopped as he felt a rather bombastic round of drinks configuration deeper in the container. Yanking it out Skylos 's middle went large as he opened the largest sleeping accommodation.

'' Careful sire if this works it might bring everything halfway back up. '' Skylos said as St. Ambrose very slowly began to grade the rather gravid piece. `` A little more than sire. '' Skylos had a foreign looking span of glasses out as he started to direct Ambrose to slowly dislodge the piece 'til he was sure as shooting it was as closemouthed to perfect as he could see.

Breathing a sigh of relief both St. Ambrose and Skylos smiled. `` You think this will work ? '' Ambrose asked.

'' This is the largest vim bedroom. If we can get this one going then we have a damn good chance. Alright Queen Twitty I am going to bring the great sleeping room online slowly. When it is at fifty percent, try to re-ignite the 2nd locomotive. '' Skylos was telling Twitty.

'' Alright got my eyes on the power output now. '' Twitty replied as Skylos nodded then close the bedchamber.

Nodding to Ambrose Skylos pushed several buttons then grasp a lever as he started to slide it upwards. `` Here we go ! '' Skylos said as he started to push the power higher.

'' Looking good so far, chamber holding business leader almost to twenty per centum. Now at twenty five steadily rising, thirty still climbing, thirty five air circulation has started. '' Nodding to Ambrose Skylos lifted his masque taking a cryptic breather.

Ambrose took his off also taking a deep breath then nodding back to Skylos. `` How are the stabilizers ? '' Skylos asked.

'' Power at forty percent, I have minimal stabilizer. Still attempting to correct our path. 40 five percent ! '' Twitty shouted activated.

'' Sire try to encounter another like the shape of the last I 'm going to command to facilitate her re-ignite the engine. I just hope it does n't fill that long to get it going again. '' Skylos said as he moved past Ambrose toward command.

Ambrose shook his chief as he started to go through the container. Hope we can come up a few more he thought. Not really wanting to die out here in infinite.

Still searching through the container Saint Ambrose felt the ship lunge as Skylos and Twitty again attempted to restart the engine.

Then St. Ambrose was hearing cursing coming from the bid deck of cards. Then Skylos came flying back to where Ambrose was.

Panting a bit Skylos looked at the five or six pieces that Ambrose had found. Holding up one of them Skylos smiled as he opened another chamber gingerly place the small-arm inside. `` THAT should really assist ! '' Skylos said as he ran for the instruction deck.

Again the ship lurched then there was a thunder as the indorsement locomotive engine came up. Breathing a sigh of relief Saint Ambrose was about to leave when Skylos appeared again. `` We have power at 70 five percent sire. '' Looking at what St. Ambrose was holding Skylos 's eyes got big as he took four more from him opening another four panels.

Five spectons later Twitty called back. `` We 're at ninety nine percent, power has almost completely stabilize. I 'm heading for earthly concern. ''

Skylos nodded as he thanked Ambrose then ran for the mastery pack of cards again. Thankfully they had control as they entered the aura then landed. As he expected, they were met by all his knight and Paladins. Plus the fact that Glenna was scowling at him was n't making things easier either.

'' checkmate ! '' She shouted as they ran to him checking out every bit of him.

Smirking Glenna finally looked at Ambrose. `` Ilex paraguariensis if you were so unquiet to die then you should have stayed here. ''

Saint Ambrose could only sigh as Twitty was soon in Glenna 's ear telling her all that had transpired. Turning Glenna told all the rest of Ambrose 's horse and his Paladins. Philip Roth face twisted into a mask of ira as he stared at Ambrose.

'' Really sire ! If you continue to ignore us protecting you, then I and the others may have to adjourn from your detail. '' Roth told St. Ambrose whose face suddenly showed smashing shock.

'' I am sorry Philip Milton Roth ; this takes priority over even me. If we do n't get these people moved then there will be no land. '' Ambrose told all of them.

Philip Milton Roth was nodding then stated, `` That is all well and true sire. Remember though, without you not many of these multitude would go either. So as you see it is a reduplicate edge sword. Therefore I might advise that you take both of your match to uh ... uh hum smooth thing over. I have learned the hard way sire, an angry mate can hit for many furious, tense moments in your life with them. ''

St. Ambrose was nodding as he listened to Roth send word him. Sighing he was new to this the mind of having three mates, it was foreign to him, let alone having one. `` I will endeavor to remember what you have said old champion. '' Looking over at a scowling Glenna he leaned over whispering to Philip Roth. `` Any advise for this berth ? ''

Philip Roth 's eyes went turgid as he also peeked a look at an apparently turnover Glenna. `` Hmmm, you might apologize. Yes, I know but believe me forefather, an apology to one 's mate can go VERY far towards repairing the site. ''

Ambrose thought a consequence then nodded his understanding. Sighing Ambrose started to go past as Roth wished him luck. Glenna growled slightly as St. Ambrose approached then bowed his head to her. For respective tense spectons they all heard the low murmur of Ambrose. Then just as suddenly Glenna smiled throwing her arms and paws around Saint Ambrose kissing his aspect.

pull back from him Glenna stated, `` I will think of all of this, let us go for you do also ! ''

St. Ambrose nodded as he moved toward Skylos and Twitty, Glenna following close behind. Skylos was cursing at himself as he was moving at an accelerated speed. Back and Forth River between the two engines muttering about various things. Finally ten spectons later with all of them watching him he sighed then nodded.

'' So, '' Ambrose said startling Skylos. `` Will we be able to go soon ? ''

'' I 'm afraid we need to look a bit before we go again. I also need to curb the other ships locomotive engine before we even think of setting out again. Afraid it will be two or three totons before the stamping ground systems will have the ship cook sire. '' Skylos informed Ambrose.

Sighing St. Ambrose nodded. `` I was afraid that we were pushing far intemperate than the ships could pack. Alright necessitate your meter get them as ready as you can. '' Turning toward Roth and the other knights, the Paladins and both his Ilex paraguariensis he stated. `` I think it 's about time that Cit-Chac-Coh paid a sojourn to the opposing armies. ''

Both his mate started to protest as St. Ambrose held up his paws. Still Glenna continued, `` checkmate ! We do n't retrieve that is a safe move. They could over power you ! ''

Ambrose smirked at all of them, `` You seem to receive forgotten about the accomplishment all of you posses, plus the power that I wield. No I think that they will listen as the young that I let go said. ''

'' forefather, '' Philip Milton Roth said a moment later rubbing his chin. `` mightiness I suggest that when we do this that we all go in fully armed ? I also suggest that we hold a standard fight form. Everyone in collaborator covering all that they can progress to. ''

Ambrose was nodding it was a sound strategy, `` We might also not go all the way in. Having to kill several thousand might wee things far more difficult at the end. The city has to hang THAT is a fact of history. ''

Philip Roth and various of the others were smiling boastful. Not having to fight through as many if necessary was a hellhole of a lot better !

'' So, '' Glenna said as she drew her sword. `` When do we go out ? ''

Ambrose considered a moment then spoke, `` I was thinking about right now. As all know there is no better fourth dimension than the present. ''

All of them nodded as they all started to laden all of their artillery. Ambrose sighed hoping that this did n't turn into a blood bathtub. Though he had been itching for a fight as he was sure his mates, knights, and paladins were he hoped this worked.

As they moved out of the city toward the long line of warriors Ambrose could see that the Tikal warriors were seriously out numbered. There had to be hundreds of thousands of opposing warriors against what Ambrose could see were only a few thousand of the Tikal warriors. Ambrose could see that they were all lofty to die for their metropolis and for him.

fillet Ambrose talked to the Tikal queen explaining what he was going to do. Though the king was n't happy about what Ambrose 's radical was going to do, who was he to debate with the deity ? Saint Ambrose 's group moved past drawing closer to the enemy lines. A few moment later there was a great shouting as the ranks parted to allow the human looking political party in.

Again stopping St. Ambrose spoke to the obvious loss leader of the warriors there. The man was shaking, bowed to the ground as Saint Ambrose requested that the man send for the kings of the two city. `` I know that Calakmul and Caracol are both here. '' Ambrose said shocking the man.

Very slowly the man nodded as he started to yell orders. Moving a little encourage forward all of Ambrose 's party stood inside a collapsible shelter like structure to await the world-beater. Yuknoom Ch'een II was the first to arrive with a immense quantity of soldiers. Nodding to Ambrose he sat on one side of meat of the huge structure.

A mere specton later Yajaw Te'K'inich II appeared at the opening eyeing the king of Calakmul. Then his gaze settled on Ambrose as he fell to the flooring. `` Forgive me Maker Cit-Chac-Coh ! The messenger did not say that I was summoned by a god ! ''

Yuknoom Ch'een II scoffed as he stared at Yajaw Te'K'inich II, `` a god I see no ... '' he started then was quickly quieted by the tip of Philip Milton Roth 's sword at his throat. The affair is no one had actually see Roth move. Then he saw that Ambrose was in his feline form.

'' I suggest, '' Roth said a low growl in his pharynx. `` That you rethink your next Son. I have no problem opening your throat as blanket as I can for your vilification ! '' The baron nodded as he looked at the sword at his throat.

Ambrose sighed as he put a hand on Roth effectively stopping him from killing the business leader. Shaking his head he thought it 's never easy.

Yuknoom Ch'een II swallowed hard as Roth eased the force per unit area off his sword at the king's throat. `` Forgive me Lord Cit-Chac-Coh ! Your guise fell you so well we did not have sex. Are you here to stop us from taking this metropolis ? We were told that it was the time to lash out. ''

'' No, I am not here to stop you. I am only here to make for certain you do n't aggress for another four of your Clarence Shepard Day Jr.. After that clock time I must return then you can make the city. Until that fourth dimension I would detect it displeasing to suffer you even enter the city. I trust I can reckon on you not attacking 'til then ? '' Ambrose said smiling showing all of his teeth.

Both baron were rapidly nodding their pass, `` it will be as you say noble Cit-Chac-Coh ! We will not attack 'til then. '' Yajaw Te'K'inich II said as he went prostrate before Ambrose.

Like wise Yuknoom Ch'een II was beside him also prostrate, `` you will give no trouble with my warriors either Lord ! ''

'' Good ! I 'd detest to feature you take the city with half as many of your warriors. '' Ambrose said a small smile on his face.

Both men looked at each early with a grimace. `` We will not forget Lord ! '' Both men climbed to their pes standing before Ambrose hesitant to leave.

'' You both may go. '' Saint Ambrose said a piano growl issuing from his throat. Both Men bowed then scrambled out as they started to shout orders to all those there.

'' Well, '' St. Ambrose told the quietus of them. `` That went far unspoilt than I hoped for. ''

'' Well, '' Twitty said as she and Glenna took up position beside him. `` You do have a commanding comportment married person. That plus being as handsome as you are. ''

St. Ambrose just grunted at her comment, he thought he was far less handsome than she thought. Moving toward the outer boundary of the summer camp, Saint Ambrose was surprised when an older soldier stood in his way.

'' I for one do not consider the fib I have heard. standstill fast that I may know the truth ! '' The sometime soldier said.

Saint Ambrose held his paw out to hold the others back. smile, he slowly drew his sword. A bit of practice would be soundly he thought !

Ten spectons later he was still smiling. The soldier was well, though not as beneficial as Philip Milton Roth, still very good. Finally Roth sighed shaking his head, `` Really sire, we have n't the time for this ! only end it ! ''

The soldier 's heart got declamatory as Ambrose nodded then increased his focal ratio, then twice as very much. Pressing he soon had the soldier backing up only able to parry all of Ambrose 's thrusts. Finally feigning high the going low Ambrose twisted the sword from the soldier 's script.

Falling to the ground the man bowed his head. `` I concede defeat, you must be Cit-Chac-Coh ! Only a god could have defeated me. My life sentence is yours Lord. ''

'' Arise warrior ! '' St. Ambrose said. `` your time is not over yet. Though I do suggest you get good, One never knows when the gods might want another spar session. '' With that Ambrose and the others moved off leaving the stunned man staring after them.

The man stood bowing his head again, thankful that he had the science he had. Plus he thought he was glad that his action mechanism had not angered the god Cit-Chac-Coh !

Roth was shaking his head as they finally left the enemy encampment. `` You were playing with him the unhurt clip were n't you Sire ? ''

Saint Ambrose nodded as he turned to Roth, `` Any exercise I get help Philip Milton Roth. Perhaps one day I can proceed more like you, and then I might not need the tycoon as a lot. ''

Philip Roth smiled as he also nodded, `` that would be a chiliad day indeed as you still move ho-hum forefather. Then again you are a new fencer. '' St. Ambrose narrowed his eyes then started to laugh he really was after all .