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"Please, everyone, be calm. We are not enemies, but friends." He turns to the Lord Admiral, hand on his heart, head bowed. "I apologize wholeheartedly for giving offense, Lord Admiral Wrax."
Kesper focused his psionic will on the calm and soft tone of his own voice. He guided it to Wrax, into him, infecting him, gently smothering rising emotions of anger and wounded pride.
(PSI: 6/11)
"Please, everyone, be calm. We are not enemies, but friends." He turns to the Lord Admiral, hand on his heart, head bowed. "I apologize wholeheartedly for giving offense, Lord Admiral Wrax."
Kesper focused his psionic will on the calm and soft tone of his own voice. He guided it to Wrax, into him, infecting him, gently smothering rising emotions of anger and wounded pride.
(PSI: 6/11)
