Drake

Junior

Zemi Dreigiau

Script

Drake: *ROARS* I said NO!

Junior: D :

Drake: *regains his composure, clenching his chest* I've already lost one child. I'm not ready to lose a second.

Zemi: *kindly to Junior* Maybe it's a good idea to see if you can find us some backup, in case we need it. I don't doubt your father, but in this case, the more the better.

Zemi: Also, Omakyn must stay clear of the sword as well.

Junior: ... ... *looks up at the picture of Job and nods* Yeah... *sighs* Yeah, you're right.

Drake: *hands Zemi a nice looking sword* My imperial sword. It should hold well enough.

Zemi: *holds it out to look at it, then nods* I'll do what I can.