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Azumi's Chaos Marines, now in purple power armor, came in. Where skulls once were, there were now cupcakes. The spikes were replaced by flowers, and they even had two "tails" on their armor each. They would let out a shriek and started chasing their own tails.

Donatos just stared, seemingly in awe realizing the scope of Azumi's power.

"Ooh! How adorable!" Azumi squealed happily as she poofed into existence behind Donatos.

Azumi began chasing her tails as well, utterly proud of what the former World Eaters (now Friend Makers) had become.

Captain Messinius just stares in shock, unsure how to process what he is seeing.

"Brother Messinius, I believe Azumi calls her subjects "Friend Makers"."

"That's certainly something, Captain Aphael." Messinius says. "At least I don't have to worry about that on top of the Orks in the Nephilim Sector."

He came out of the kitchen making fresh salsa. The smell of toasted avocado was in the air as Mathius was making his guacamole.

"Food smells good as always, Mathius."

"Mathius is probably the best chef in the galaxy."

He saw Jadzia and instantly smiled

"Hey Mathius, how's it going?" Dax asked as she leaned against the bar.

"Hey Jadzia.....you've been missed around here..."

"Sorry I was gone for a while, Mathius. Things were interesting on the station as the Bajoran wormhole was undergoing a natural subspace inversion, something that only happens every 50 years."

"He means HE missed you, Jadzia."

"And I missed both Mathius and Jadzia!" Azumi smiled.

The fox spirit then gave Mathius some Gyudon and rice.

"This was my son's favorite dish..." she reminisced "Now ever since we tried fried crickets from thailand, that has become his new favorite! Hmm, I wonder what's the best way to cook those to suit my Renny's exotic palate?"

"I knew that." Dax smiled as she stretched out a bit. "Once those holosuites are set up, Mathius and I will be able to spend more time together."

Manifests from the shadows, dispersing black smoke and a dusting of glitter as she steps away, flapping her furry bat-like wings. Her purple sequin dress catching sparkling with each step she took.

She yawns greatly, stretching her form and wings like she had been sleeping a great while. Her violet eyes then cast around the domain, full of intent with play and mischief, at the moment causing no disturbance other than her appearance.

"I'm sure he misses a lot of people in his time, though, some of them, he gets to see again."