As an elf, Naidiana is immune to the sleep spell. Does nobody else want to act otherwise I’ll put up a post tomorrow night (NI internet permitting - which is not guaranteed)

Naidania stands at attention.

The Bosun chooses to do nothing seeing that Zalacious wild swings do not present a threat to the Master Chief. The Master Chief recognising that all Zalacious has left is his pride says “cease and desist lad and go with your crew mates to deliver the case to the Old Wolf!”

     Zelacious snarls and lifts his daggers once more.eyes never leaving the Master Chief who physically assaulted him out of nowhere - a low down, dirty sucker punch! - he does shift position this way and that to get a gleaning of who is where and what they’re doing…

     “Oh…” Zelacious says, the air deflating out of him.

     “Oh, I see.”  The anger and rage still overflowed within him but the realization that he was all alone, even amongst these teammates, was enough to suppress it.  To smother his… everything.

     Zelacious Krumb stands alone amongst the amassed group and carefully sheaths his daggers, eyes down.  “I guess that’s that then,” he mumbles and then waits for whatever happens next.

Vargach:

Favoring Zelacious with a sympathetic look, Vargach puts on his new gold helmet and moves over to the large chest.  Picking one side, he prepares to lift it once another can carry the other side.

"Oh dear" says Shean noticing the plasmoid going lump due to his spell. However he still tries to interpose between Zelacious and the Master Chief. 

When he seathes his dagger Shean, glancing once over his shoulder to make sure that the Master Chief doesn't continue the hostilities he walks over Zelaciuos and kneels, so he can look eye to eye to the Hadozee. He then talks to him in low voice.

"Look I got it, ok? you don't want to be here and want your freedom back. But if you persist in this you are going to get yourself killed. Be patient. Be smart. I do not desire to have anyone in our crew forced, but if you want to be out of here in one piece better to play along until we are out of here. Let's talk later but please.... please... don't give them more reasons to hurt you..." 

After Zel's answer he walks towards to Dimbo and gently shakes his shoulders, or at least the shoulders of its uniform. "Dimbo I.. I am sorry, come on buddy wake up..." 

Once he awakes, Shean helps him stand up and then goes and walks to the front of the crew and, trying to ignore the incident he states "We are ready Sir" 

     Zelacious passively listens to Shean.  Once they are done talking to him Zelacious shrugs.  

     "All it takes for evil to thrive is for good to do nothing," Zelacious says,  quoting the well known the saying.  "You can't shake the devil's hand and say you're only joking..."

Nicolae waits until they are done talking and if all is done he pipes up.

"Well then, let's head up then shall we?  This little incident is done for the moment.  Let's pray it doesn't happen again."

As they move off Nicolae waits for a moment when they are alone and have a moment to speak up.

"Well then, let's take care of the elephant in the room as they say, shall we?" He then looks directly at Zelacious. "Your current antics are going to get yourself locked up for good, or dead.  Keep acting up and out of line and that's where you are headed. We've tried to help you out but this is a decision you have to make.  Get with the program.  You are here and aren't going anywhere else.  But if we can't trust you, then, well..."

He trails off for a moment before continuing.

"You said back there 'All it takes for evil to thrive is for good to do nothing'.  You have a point. Would you like me to report the theft from earlier? The gold you tried to plant on me when I tried to stop you for your other ridiculous actions?  My thanks in aiding you was you trying to frame me for your sins.  Do not do that again." Nicolae narrows his eyes and makes clear his point. "I will not stand in the way of you getting what you deserve at this point.  I do not trust you and you will have to work hard to earn that trust back." he holds a hand up to forestall any objections from Zelacious.  "Get it together. We make a living by what we get, but we make a life by what we give. And right now you only take. A smart man once said; 'Only a life lived for others is a life worthwhile'."

Without much conscious effort on the Plasmoid's part to remain steadfast, Shean discovers there's a bit more give to Dimbo's form, leading to him practically rolling over even at the gently of shakes. But nevertheless, Dimbo's jiggling, gurgling, and lackadaisical stretching out of several pseudopods play preludes to him eventually shaping himself into a more humanoid form, pantoming rubbing his head.

"That was... something." He mutters, prior to then looking up to Shean. "Ah, Shean. Good to see you again. Terribly sorry 'bout that. I can't quite be sure, but I think I might have a case of nar-..." He pauses and cants his head to the side. "Is everything-... Oh right! We're in the middle of--" Dimbo stops again seeing the dejected and even perhaps defeated look on Zelacious. "... Right... Much to discuss I take it, but previous orders still, I presume?" As soon as Dimbo had some confirmation, he finally gets to his feet, and though at the moment he lacked any face features (the stones he'd been using for eyes having floated elsewhere on his form), appeared to twist his head about as if regarding everyone each in turn before ultimately falling in line; be it in helping to carry the supplies, or merely 'supervise' should there be enough helpers at play.

And should Nicolae meant his words to be heard by the party, and not truly a one on one with Zelacious in route to the "old wolf", Dimbo listened intently, but kept quiet for at least the time being. 

"You are fine Dimbo " replies Shean a little bit ashamed "It was me, I was trying to stop Zelacious for getting himself killed, but didn't thought it well. Sorry... " 

At Zelacious reply he just shakes his head. It wasn't the time to argue. 

Later he listens to Nicolae's words and when he finish he adds.

"You are acting without thinking on the consequences Zelacious. I understand that you see this as a punishment. For all I am seeing of your behavior it's probably your lack of thinking what got you in this mess in the first place, but that's is not important right now. Do you feel imprisoned? Don't be stupid then. Stop causing trouble and attacking reckless your jailors. You only worsen the situation. Look around. Your 'prison' will put you in a ship headed to the space. Plenty of chances there to slip away and be free again. Listen I do not know how this all will end, but if we finally end in on our ship I promise you that I will not stop you to go away if that's what you want. Honestly, I do see this as a second chance to you. They could have put you in a cell and throw away the key, but instead they put you here, with us, and you have another chance to make things right, for yourself and for others. Now listen to me carefully. as I said I will not stop you to go away once we are out there if that's what you want, but if you try anything that could put this crew in danger again you wouldn't have to worry about them. Am I clear?" 

     Zelacious listens, head down and shoulders slumped.  Once everyone has had their chance to berate, scold, lecture or advise him, however they sit it, he gives one brief nod.  “I was taken against my will.  I am being forced to do the jobs and tasks my captors assign.  I am a slave…  Yet you suggest I should behave.  Accept it.  Play by the rules.  Be nice…”

     Zelacious looks up from the floor briefly, looks around at those assembled then back to the floor.  “You say you do not trust me.  You shouldn’t.  You are as much my captors as anyone else.  So… shall we get to work?  We don’t want to make master angry…”

     Zelacious then gives his general assistance to the task keeping his eyes down and keeping his words to himself for a change.

After everyone gives their piece of mind to Zelacious, Naidania clears her throat trying to hide her uncomfortableness with the situation. She steps closer to the Hadozee (but not too close). "Uhm hum... Perhaps we are not addressing the root cause of Zelacious' frustration." She tries to not let her emotions dictate her action by seen the dejected colleague. "As Nicolae pointed out, we are all here and we are not going anywhere. Well not yet, at the very least, but the point is that we are in this together, and we are supposed to function as a team." She looks at Zelacious, and tentatively tries to put her hand on his shoulder, still weary of his impulsiveness. "It would be logical to start from the beginning. Maybe if we understand the real reasons of your motives, we are better equipped to help you." She looks him in his eyes. "After we complete our current orders, why don't you tell us how you end up here? You could start from the very beginning if you wish, but do tell us the injustices brought upon you. Perceived or otherwise. We may not have the proper tools to help you, but at the very least we can try."

     Zelacious seems defeated, he puts up no resistance to Naidania putting a hand upon him.  He doesn’t even look up from the ground.  I’m a slave.  Forced here against my will.  Held here against my will.  And you… want me to explain my enslavement?  To those assisting those holding me?  I’d rather cut out my tongue.”

(OOC: Just as I was gearing up for some likely stupid long paragraph counter point, I see Frandal had already pretty much covered most points dimbo might said)

"... There is that word again. 'Slavery'." Dimbo said, breaking his silence as the group(presumably) carried on with their delivery. "Considering you've equated your current situation, which... by all accounts equates to a -- while most certainly heavy handed executed -- worker release program slash parole slash some other legal jargon, I.. well, presume you were for a time in servitude to the neogi, perhaps? Githyanki, perhaps?"

He shrugs. "Either way, any such prior heavier bondage would... it's understandable that you reacted the way you have so far... minus the whole trying to frame Nicolae... *ahem!* But unfortunately, I have to agree with Shean assessment. 'cause even if we were to rally to your call for freedom, raging and 'wilding out' will do little. At worse, you and our Giff friend here will be once again incarcerated with some no doubt aggravated charges to whatever landed you two in custody in the first place. And the rest of us... would be lucky to be simply kicked out, and not jailed as well."

His 'head' then swiveled about as if looking about the passing scenery and fellow students and staff making their way about the academy. "... If anything is to be done one way or another, then getting to know one another is an important step. So don't cut off the possibility. Let's just... drop the subject for now and take some time breath. Get through this first day and see to it the next is a bright and informative one!"

     "You presume why?  Because I am Hadozee?  Different than you?" Zelacious sneers back, tired of the talk but also unable to fully control his own tongue.

     "I bristle at being a slave.  You tell me behave and it'll be easier," Zelacious snorts.  "A coward dies a million deaths... The free man dies but once.  But no worries... You've made me a coward, eh?  I stand here knives sheathed while you all talk me to death. So yes, let's just get through this day and see what opportunities the next brings."

After Zelacious says he rather cut his tongue out, Naidania blinks her eyes a couple of times. "Well then. What is our next task?'

"Now you are being melodramatic " says Shean putting a hand in Zelacious shoulder and lowers again his voice " What I am saying is don't be stupid. You cannot escape here. Be smart. Play along enought time for us to be out and then go away, we won't stop you, on the contrarry. But for the time being... just behave and wait for a better chance..." 

He then stands looks to the others and tries to help Vagrach with the chest. 

"Ok let's do this" 

Vargach:

The barbarian nods at Shean as they lift the chest together.  "To the Old Wolfssssss now?" he asks, his golden helmet glinting softly as he starts walking with the heavy chest.

The Old Wolf’s quarters are at on the Bridge Deck at the top of the rock spire on which the Academy is built. The party make their way up to the top of the spire. As they approach the door to the quarters, they can hear very loud snoring coming from within.

Nicolae shrugs, "I suppose it is true, from a certain point of view. But am I any less of a slave because I am here on orders from my superiors?  That I cannot chose to not be here or I would be hunted and killed?  You and I are are really no different.  I have no more freedom than you."

With that said, Nicolae walks away.

"Up we go, the Old Wolf is at the top."

As they reach the  door to quarters and hear the snoring Nicolae frowns.  "Caught between a rock and a hard place.  Wake the Old Wolf up and face their ire, or fail to deliver what we have been sent to deliver and face the ire of the Old Wolf."  He waits a moment.

"We need to deliver the chest."