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Mistress, please, I beg you, remember what we once

were to each other.

Mistress Naa, you were a colleague of Sil's when you both worked for the UNF.

Please explain in your own words your relationship.

and how you came to be together on the planet of Arador.

I first met Envoy Sill when I was ordered to rescue him from a

failed mission on the island of Concordia.

He had lost a great deal of UMF money and was desperate to

recoup his losses before his superiors called him to account.

His superiors being the UMF? Yes.

I read a report by the UMF Pharmaceutical Division.

They had been testing the flora on the planet Arador and had located

a tree-like plant called Abaringa.

These trees had pods whose seeds appeared to contain...

magical properties.

An exciting discovery at first sight.

Yes. Syl and I were sent to Arador to

negotiate a price so that the seeds could be harvested.

For commercial gain?

Yes, but harvesting the seeds was not allowed by anyone other than the

Aradorians themselves.

Not allowed?

Arador is ruled by a species of bird people who depend on the seeds for their

sustenance. Syl and I were sent to negotiate with their leader, Queen

Aviana.

But the bargaining became redundant when subsequent tests showed that the seeds

could turn toxic.

I recommended that the whole project be aborted.

Syl? had other ideas not true it was

her idea to introduce the seeds to earth society she wanted to

destroy your youth at the institution of whom she

rarely works for your greatest rival china corp

i work for china core

Now, I did not then.

The UMF have long suspected that you worked for both sides, Mistress Nair.

Is it not true that you have turned state's evidence so as to put all the

blame on your former colleague, Syl?

That is what the seductress did.

She blinded me with her beauty.

Lied me on.

Said that it didn't matter if there were some who became dependent on the drug.

They would pay more and more for their supply.

She said soon an antidote would be found that

we could sell to the addicts for even greater

profit.

These words are true.

As spoken by you to me on Arador.

My report recommended that the whole project be closed down as being too

dangerous and detrimental to the UMF.

All the UMF managers were interested in, I discovered, was the possibility of

gaining large profits.

I disagreed and asked to be relieved of my duties, as I did not wish to be

involved with such a dangerous trade.

I left Arador.

Sil remained.

I do not know what transpired after I left, but I

imagine that Sil and Queen Aviana came to some sort of agreement.

whereby Syl could purchase a consignment of the Devil Seed and take it

back to Earth.

Lies! Lies!

It was her idea!

She led me up the garden paths of Arador!

There is one aspect of this, Mistress, now that I do not understand.

You see...

The Eridorians depended on these seeds for food.

How is it that they did not suffer the same effects as those who became

addicted on Earth?

The plant has different effects on different species, Your Honour. What may

be toxic to one can provide nourishment to the other. I will accept that.

Anything further, Councillor?

Nothing further.

Mr. Carter, my client has suggested that Mistress Naa has turned state's

evidence. May I ask if this is true?

No formal agreement has been entered into.

Then why is she here?

Is she the one you suspect is guilty but are prepared to ignore that fact so as

to put all the blame on Sill and discredit the UMF?

My only intention is to reveal the truth of this most serious

matter.

The evidence is conflicted. Who is one to believe?

Naa or Sill?

My solution to the impasse is that one of you will have to be

submitted to the Veritas test.

Veritas? What's that?

An injection of a truth serum, after which the recipient

cannot help but answer my questions truthfully.

Give it to me!

She's the one lying through her gums!

I have no objection to taking the truth test, Your Honor.

She's bluffing!

Lots will be drawn.

The supply of Veritas is limited.

One test will have to suffice.

Two names, Gnar and Sil.

Who will take the trial of truth?

Envoy Sill, first thing tomorrow, you will be asked to render the complete

truth of matters needing my decision.

To assist your memory, I order that you receive an injection

of the Veritas Serum. This is against the international convention ruling

of 2303.

The use of such drugs is tantamount to torture.

That refers to trials in the criminal court.

This is merely a hearing to decide if your client has a case to

answer. May I again protest?

You may not.

We will convene again tomorrow.

If it please this hearing, May I ask that Sill's health be attended to?

He has been given indigestible food.

He has not been bathed today, an absolute necessity for someone whose

skin is liable to patch, crack, become vulnerable to infection.

The guards are useless.

They don't dab.

They scrub.

They don't strike.

They... bubble!

Like the cut-handed, treacherous palcones they are.

Unless proper care is received, Syl may not be alive by tomorrow morning.

Don't say that!

Oh, and I need a few marshmallows and some...

gentle massage from somebody who knows how to do it.

Someone like Mistress Knox.

She's the only one who can save my poor cracked

skin.

Your Honour, may I approach?

Mistress Naa and appeal for her assistance on grounds of mercy and

compassion.

Should she agree, I grant my permission for her to tend Syl in his

holding cell.

Thank you, madam.

You are the most merciful of magistrates.

I will question you in the morning, Envoy Sill.

I was

expecting... There's your patient.

Get on with it.

Mistress Naa, are you real? Or some figment

conjured from the depths of my despair?

I am real.

I am here to tend to the patch of your skin.

Let us begin.

ah ah

Wonderful, my lady.

But that's tending to my person.

Is that the only reason for your visit?

I agreed to your counsel's request not only to ease your distress,

but to urge you to be strong tomorrow, to help you to resist the effects

of the Veritas Serum.

You must.

not speak the truth of the events that occurred on Arador or of

what came after.

If the questions lead you to speak, blame Queen Aviana.

Blame the UMS.

How it was they who insisted you become a drug lord when you returned to Earth.

Yes.

yes but mistress much

of what happened was your idea

was it not my lady oh

no dearest it was all yours

Do not mention my name tomorrow.

I will try.

Sleep now.

Sleep.

you need all your strength for tomorrow sleep now

sleep

Finished?

I suppose I am.

Syl! Syl, are you still with us?

Is it time yet?

Oh, my Lord, give.

Do you have any news?

Are you able to help me?

I have obtained the means to help you evade justice tomorrow.

I contacted our pharmaceutical researchers.

They have provided us with the means to combat the effects of the truth serum.

How magnificent!

Wonderful are the resources of your mighty brain.

Yes, I know.

So how will I avoid telling horrible truths tomorrow?

what I think they are.

Marsh minnows from your home waters.

Oh, my Lord, give.

You give me much joy.

It is not the minnows that will bring about your salvation, but the slime that

surrounds them.

Yes, sir.

The slime has been used as a base.

To combat the effects of the Veritas chemical constituents, the slime has a

derivative of methylphenidate added that will affect the receptors of the GABA

section of your brain.

Ah, does that mean that whatever I tell them, they

will believe that to be the truth?

You must drink the slime.

Half an hour before you were taken into court.

I am told the effects will last up to three hours.

And what about the marshmallows?

When do I get to eat my little darlings?

Once you have drunk the sign, you may have them for your breakfast.

They...

Give me back strength.

I'm so... Sleep now.

Make ready for tomorrow.

Goodbye, Syl.

You have been a loyal servant of our enterprises.

look at them just waiting to wriggle down my throat

dare i try one no no

gratification must be delayed but

even so just a sniff

a little sample

An inhalation of that delicious robot's

belly.

What is this?

Corruption?

The stink of the antidote pack?

Smells more like poison than something that should protect me?

Think. Think, Cell.

Think. Your life depends upon it.

No! Stop!

What was it? What?

Give.

Something he said from the door.

You have been a loyal servant.

Yes.

Have been.

Not you.

Royal Servant?

Slip of the tongue?

Or something else?

Oh, no, no, no. You have to think. Think. Your

life depends on it.

Mistress Nargh.

She was about to act against me.

when that guard interrupted and now this from Kiv

so anxious that I drink this concoction

before I start to go into the court before they take me

in for the trial

Do they really want me dead?

Kill Syl!

But everybody,

they all love Syl.

But it might suit them if Syl was no longer living.

They can all blame El-

What if Ken's true mission

was not to protect me, but to exonerate

the UMF?

and say that I acted without their permission.

But if I do not take the antidote, that

means I would have to face telling the truth.

My mind and my tongue loosened to review what happened on...

in a game but willing pawns having for profit

not caring what becomes of those who

suck in the fumes of the devil seeds

so

a choice

Drink this antidote? And die on the spot?

Or face execution later?

Describe. Maybe all give claims it be.

Or not.

What am I to do?

Oh, great Morgoth, I humbly

beseech thee.

Grant your servant sin the means to

confound my enemies.

Guide my thoughts towards a solution.

Show me the way to solve this deadly dilemma.

Nothing.

Only Sil can save Sil.

Am I strong enough to withstand the serum?

Flooding my brain.

Making me answer their questions truthfully.

No, it cannot be.

Mustn't be.

I must outwit them.

But how?

There must be a way.

If only I could find it.

to be done.

Maybe,

maybe,

maybe I am too

doubting of my friend and mentor Lord Kiv.

Mistress Na wanted to clean my lips

before giving me a loving farewell

kiss.

That's the truth, lie.