TERMS

tinton - 2 1/2 seconds

specton - 2 1/2 minutes

Toton - 2 1/2 hr

minton - 2 1/2 days

daycon - 2 1/2 weeks

Malant - 2 1/2 months

quant - 2 1/2 age

galant - 2 1/2 centuries

Metson - 2 1/2 column inch

maclon - 2 1/2 feet

heckson - 2 1/2 miles

tetson - 2 1/2 Accho

unit - 2 1/2 ccs

Tac - 2 1/2 Egyptian pound

Maya Terms

nohchil - foreman

Ahau - King

k'aat - claim

k'iimil - Death

taak'in - Au

lineament

Bill Axor ( AKA Ambrose ) - social lion clan, Cit-Chac-Coh

King Tomco Traxor - Bill 's suddenly founding father, Lion kin

Billie Jean King Tobias Traxor - Bill 's dead brother, Leo the Lion kin group

Queen Trianna Axor - broadside 's absolutely female parent, Lion kin of Mandria

faggot Niaco Traxor - Tiger kinship group, Tobias mate, now Bill 's

Twitty Glax - Grey Tabby clan, bill 's body sentry duty and mate

Glenna Nox - Bengal tribe, Bill 's body sentry go and mate

Mikos Glac - Chartreux clan

Skylos - Commander of whiz crusier - Wire hair clan

Henna Glac - Chartreux clan, Mikos fellow, Xendran Doctor

Theta Panadon - cheetah kindred

Cornelius Glax - one of Bill 's Uncles, Zane Grey Tabby clan

Conrad Nox - bank note 's other Uncle Bengal clan

assassin group - Jaguar clan

irregular assassin grouping - Ocicat clan

Typree Maxor - Sub King of Mandria, Lion kin group

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

Timora - The neat mother of the felid the great unwashed, better half of low gear tribal drawing card

Hippacamp - Timora 's father, Fatherhood of Bodoni font Xendran doctors

knight

superior general Roth - Leopard kindred

Gregor - Cougar clan

Gwayne - Panther clan

Norman Thomas - catamount kindred

fighter - female horse

Wrena - Panthera pardus clan, Roth 's mate

Cetana - mountain lion kinship group, Gregor 's checkmate

Dawney - Panther kin, Gwayne 's mate

Mileen - Lynx kinship group, Thomas 's mate

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Ambrose could find out Skylos as he was rushing around the deck of cards. He was about to try and help then shook his principal, 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 masquerade party as he hurriedly tried to get the mask on the struggling to catch one's breath Twitty. Clawing at the air Twitty knocked Skylos off his feet. Rushing to Skylos, Ambrose grabbed the masquerade then pulling Twitty up put it over her typeface.

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

Still struggling to get up Ambrose held her there a instant. `` relief a second you need to get your force before you go at it again. ''

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

'' I 'm going to the locomotive engine way. I need you to monitor the material body I put in with luck we can get enough power to the one working to restart the other. '' Skylos told Twitty as she nodded heading for the statement deck of cards.

St. Ambrose sat after they went in opposite direction. [ Cousin ? ] Ambrose heard. [ Cousin ? Can you here me ? ]

Shocked a moment Ambrose intellection, [ I am here cousin. Skylos is trying to proceed the ship going. We 've lost most of our power. He and Queen Twitty are attempting to remedy it right now. ]

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

[ No ! ] Ambrose almost shouted in his thinking. [ I do n't need to jeopardize your ships along with ours. Stand by I 'm indisputable Skylos will have us going soon. ]

Just then he heard Skylos cursing as there was a pocket-sized blowup. Rushing to the locomotive room Ambrose saw that Skylos was laying on the deck gasping for breath his mask across the elbow room. Grabbing it Ambrose struggled to get it on Skylos.

Taking a immense breath Skylos centre went large as he started to gasp again. Shit ! Ambrose thought as he saw the crack all the way across the mask. Taking a Brobdingnagian breathing time he ripped his off securing it over Skylos 's case. `` sire NO ! '' Skylos yelled then jumped up rushing to a storage storage locker. Searching through the contentedness he reappeared with another mask.

Ambrose nodded as he donned the one Skylos handed him. Donning it quickly Ambrose took a Brobdingnagian lungful of air. Standing up Saint Ambrose nodded to Skylos as they both started to perpetrate respective golden piece of music from the container.

'' Alright Queen Twitty we are starting to pose the objet d'art. '' Skylos stated. `` Slowly sire 'til we have a upright compeer. ''

For the next eight spectons all that could be heard was Twitty going no, no, not even close. Then suddenly, `` contain ! That one it seems to ingest the optimum shape. ''

Skylos nodded as St. Ambrose slowly placed the piece within the chamber. Quickly closing it Skylos pressed several button as the lights came half way back on.

'' I have the first engine stabilizing now. I 'm still getting no reply from the second. '' Twitty called back.

'' Good though we are still all in in outer space if we ca n't re-start the indorse. We 'd cut up long before we crashed. '' Skylos told Twitty and Ambrose.

'' I 've started to go through what we have looking for a comparable form. So far not often fate size or human body ... '' Ambrose stopped as he felt a rather vauntingly rhythm shape deeper in the container. Yanking it out Skylos 's eyes went declamatory as he opened the orotund chamber.

'' Careful sire if this works it might bring in everything halfway back up. '' Skylos said as Ambrose very slowly began to post the rather large piece. `` A little more than sire. '' Skylos had a unknown looking duo of glasses out as he started to address Ambrose to slowly change the piece of music 'til he was sure it was as close to perfect as he could see.

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

'' This is the declamatory vim bedchamber. If we can get this one going then we have a damn just chance. Alright Queen Twitty I am going to bring the heavy sleeping accommodation online slowly. When it is at 50 percent, try to re-ignite the second railway locomotive. '' Skylos was telling Twitty.

'' Alright got my heart on the magnate end product now. '' Twitty replied as Skylos nodded then close the sleeping accommodation.

Nodding to Ambrose Skylos pushed several push button then grasp a lever tumbler as he started to slither it upwards. `` Here we go ! '' Skylos said as he started to press the power gamy.

'' Looking good so far, chamber holding force almost to twenty percentage. Now at twenty five steadily rising, thirty still climbing, thirty five air circulation has started. '' Nodding to Ambrose Skylos lifted his masquerade taking a cryptic breath.

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

'' great power at forty percent, I have minimal stabilizer. Still attempting to right our path. Forty five percent ! '' Twitty shouted excited.

'' forefather try to recover another like the embodiment of the finis I 'm going to overlook to help her re-ignite the locomotive engine. I just hope it does n't shoot that long to get it going again. '' Skylos said as he moved past St. Ambrose toward program line.

St. Ambrose shook his brain as he started to go through the container. Hope we can find a few more he thought. Not really wanting to die out here in space.

Still searching through the container Ambrose felt the ship lurch as Skylos and Twitty again attempted to re-start the engine.

Then Ambrose was hearing cursing coming from the command deck. Then Skylos came flying back to where St. 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 art object inside. `` THAT should really help ! '' Skylos said as he ran for the control pack of cards.

Again the ship lurched then there was a roar as the minute engine came up. Breathing a suspiration of assuagement St. Ambrose was about to provide when Skylos appeared again. `` We have power at seventy five percent sire. '' Looking at what Ambrose was holding Skylos 's eyes got prominent as he took four more from him opening another four panel.

Five spectons later Twitty called back. `` We 're at ninety nine percentage, magnate has almost completely brace. I 'm heading for earth. ''

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

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

Smirking Glenna finally looked at Ambrose. `` mate if you were so anxious to die then you should throw stayed here. ''

St. Ambrose could only suspire as Twitty was soon in Glenna 's ear telling her all that had transpired. Turning Glenna told all the rest of Saint Ambrose 's horse and his champion. Roth fount twisted into a mask of wrath as he stared at Ambrose.

'' Really beget ! If you continue to snub us protecting you, then I and the others may have got to retire from your particular. '' Roth told Ambrose whose facial expression suddenly showed keen jolt.

'' I am dismal Philip Milton Roth ; this takes precedency over even me. If we do n't get these multitude moved then there will be no region. '' Saint Ambrose told all of them.

Roth was nodding then stated, `` That is all well and on-key sire. Remember though, without you not many of these people would go either. So as you see it is a double border brand. Therefore I might advise that you take both of your teammate to uh ... uh hum smooth affair over. I have learned the hard way sire, an wild partner can create for many wild, strain moments in your life with them. ''

Ambrose was nodding as he listened to Philip Milton Roth notify him. Sighing he was new to this the thought of having three teammate, it was extraneous to him, let alone having one. `` I will endeavor to remember what you have said old acquaintance. '' Looking over at a scowling Glenna he leaned over whispering to Roth. `` Any advise for this situation ? ''

Roth 's eyes went boastfully as he also peeked a aspect at an apparently upset Glenna. `` Hmmm, you might justify. Yes, I know but believe me forefather, an apology to one 's mate can go VERY far towards repairing the post. ''

Saint Ambrose thought a moment then nodded his agreement. Sighing Ambrose started to propel past as Roth wished him lot. Glenna growled slightly as Saint Ambrose approached then bowed his head to her. For several tense spectons they all heard the low murmur of Ambrose. Then just as suddenly Glenna smiled throwing her arms and hand around Ambrose kissing his look.

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

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 between the two railway locomotive muttering about various affair. Finally ten spectons later with all of them watching him he sighed then nodded.

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

'' I 'm afraid we need to expect a bit before we go again. I also need to check the early ships engines before we even think of setting out again. Afraid it will be two or three totons before the repair arrangement will have the ship make sire. '' Skylos informed Ambrose.

Sighing Ambrose nodded. `` I was afraid that we were pushing far voiceless than the ships could contain. Alright take your sentence get them as quick as you can. '' Turning toward Roth and the other knights, the hero and both his mates he stated. `` I think it 's about fourth dimension that Cit-Chac-Coh paid a visit to the opposing United States Army. ''

Both his mates started to protest as St. Ambrose held up his paws. Still Glenna continued, `` Mate ! We do n't imagine that is a good motion. They could over power you ! ''

Ambrose smirked at all of them, `` You seem to have forgotten about the attainment all of you posse comitatus, plus the power that I wield. No I think that they will listen as the youth that I let go said. ''

'' Sire, '' Roth said a consequence later rubbing his chin. `` Might I suggest that when we do this that we all go in fully armed ? I also suggest that we hold a standard fight configuration. Everyone in partners covering all that they can contact. ''

Ambrose was nodding it was a sound scheme, `` We might also not go all the way in. Having to shoot down several thousand might make things far more unmanageable at the end. The city has to fall THAT is a fact of account. ''

Roth and several of the others were smiling gravid. Not having to fight through as many if necessary was a underworld of a lot better !

'' So, '' Glenna said as she drew her brand. `` When do we leave alone ? ''

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

All of them nodded as they all started to adulterate all of their artillery. Ambrose sighed hoping that this did n't turn into a blood tub. Though he had been itching for a conflict as he was sure his better half, knight, and fighter were he hoped this worked.

As they moved out of the city toward the recollective dividing line of warriors Ambrose could see that the Tikal warriors were seriously out numbered. There had to be hundreds of M 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 city and for him.

Stopping Ambrose talked to the Tikal King explaining what he was going to do. Though the Billie Jean Moffitt King was n't happy about what Ambrose 's group was going to do, who was he to fence with the immortal ? Ambrose 's group moved past drawing closer to the enemy lines. A few bit later there was a peachy shouting as the social status parted to earmark the human being looking party in.

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

Very slowly the man nodded as he started to yell rules of order. Moving a picayune far forward all of Ambrose 's party stood inside a tent like structure to await the Rex. Yuknoom Ch'een II was the first to arrive with a huge quantity of soldiers. Nodding to Ambrose he sat on one English of the huge body structure.

A mere specton later Yajaw Te'K'inich II appeared at the curtain raising eyeing the king of Calakmul. Then his gaze settled on Ambrose as he fell to the floor. `` Forgive me Almighty 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 Roth 's brand at his throat. The thing is no one had actually see Roth move. Then he saw that St. Ambrose was in his feline form.

'' I suggest, '' Philip Milton Roth said a low growling in his throat. `` That you rethink your future words. I have no problem opening your throat as all-encompassing as I can for your abuse ! '' The king nodded as he looked at the steel at his pharynx.

Ambrose sighed as he put a hand on Philip Milton Roth effectively stopping him from killing the Billie Jean Moffitt King. Shaking his headway he thought it 's never well-situated.

Yuknoom Ch'een II swallowed hard as Roth eased the pressure off his blade at the king's throat. `` Forgive me Lord Cit-Chac-Coh ! Your pretense hides you so well we did not love. Are you here to stop us from taking this city ? We were told that it was the time to snipe. ''

'' No, I am not here to finish you. I am only here to make trusted you do n't lash out for another four of your days. After that metre I must generate then you can give birth the city. Until that meter I would find oneself it displeasing to receive you even enter the metropolis. I trust I can depend on you not attacking 'til then ? '' Ambrose said smiling showing all of his teeth.

Both baron were rapidly nodding their heads, `` it will be as you say Lord Cit-Chac-Coh ! We will not assault '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 let no problem with my warriors either Lord ! ''

'' ripe ! I 'd hate to hold you take the city with half as many of your warriors. '' St. Ambrose said a humble smiling on his typeface.

Both men looked at each other with a grimace. `` We will not leave master ! '' Both men climbed to their feet standing before Ambrose hesitant to leave.

'' You both may go. '' St. Ambrose said a soft growl issuing from his throat. Both Men bowed then scrambled out as they started to call order of magnitude to all those there.

'' Well, '' Ambrose told the rest of them. `` That went far better than I hoped for. ''

'' Well, '' Twitty said as she and Glenna took up positions beside him. `` You do have a commanding presence better half. That plus being as handsome as you are. ''

Saint Ambrose just grunted at her comment, he thought he was far LE freehanded than she thought. Moving toward the fringe of the camp, St. Ambrose was surprised when an older soldier stood in his way.

'' I for one do not trust the level I have heard. Stand fast that I may know the truth ! '' The one-time soldier said.

Ambrose held his paw out to accommodate the others back. smile, he slowly drew his sword. A bit of recitation would be full he thought !

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

The soldier 's oculus got big as Ambrose nodded then increased his upper, then twice as much. Pressing he soon had the soldier backing up only able to deflect all of Saint Ambrose 's driving force. Finally feigning high the going low Saint Ambrose twisted the sword from the soldier 's hands.

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

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

The man stood bowing his foreland again, thankful that he had the acquirement 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 foeman encampment. `` You were playing with him the altogether time were n't you Sire ? ''

Ambrose nodded as he turned to Roth, `` Any practice I get helps Roth. Perhaps one day I can move more like you, and then I might not need the power as practically. ''

Roth smiled as he also nodded, `` that would be a grand day indeed as you still move decelerate sire. Then again you are a new fencer. '' Ambrose narrowed his oculus then started to laugh he really was after all .