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Post by [Blood] on Nov 4, 2014 23:58:14 GMT -6
The Peacekeeper proceeds down the hallway, not faltering in pace.
'It isn't far. A representative from the House of Kryyn has decided to speak with you.'
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Post by [Rainbowlicious] on Nov 5, 2014 0:02:37 GMT -6
"I hope you are not intimidated by our security, I'm afraid it's protocol."
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Post by [Blood] on Nov 5, 2014 0:06:41 GMT -6
The Peacekeeper turns its head back and recites
"Those who are intimidated know they can't handle what's before them."
It turns back and continues walking toward a door with a scan.
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Post by [Rainbowlicious] on Nov 5, 2014 0:08:42 GMT -6
"That could be considered arrogance." one of the massive Furnazi guards spoke up.
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Post by [Blood] on Nov 5, 2014 0:14:13 GMT -6
"Arrogant? Perhaps. But fear is a setback. It causes hesitations. So Peacekeepers.... don't do it."
The Peacekeeper scans a code on the wrist bracket and the door slides open with a ding. Inside is a man in black white and purple robes surrounded by larger, more protected, and better armed Peacekeepers than the Qaen escort.
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Post by [Rainbowlicious] on Nov 5, 2014 0:15:50 GMT -6
"Greetings, we are Furnazi, one of the founding species of the Republic."
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Post by [Blood] on Nov 5, 2014 0:19:52 GMT -6
"Ah yes. I represent Kryyn, a planet of the Republic of Qro, which is joined to the United People's Republics of Qaenrough which you've no undoubtedly already heard about."
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Post by [Rainbowlicious] on Nov 5, 2014 0:23:45 GMT -6
"Our republic has stood strong for over 50,000 years, may yours fare just as well."
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Post by [Blood] on Nov 5, 2014 0:27:05 GMT -6
He presses a button on the wall and a sitting set begins to arise from the floor.
"A goal well worth striving for. We are already in possession of your political information, however the Federal District likes complete information. I mast ask for an anatomical report on the Furnazi, all genders, and preferably including infancy-to-mature growth rate. We will provide the same to you."
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Post by [Rainbowlicious] on Nov 5, 2014 0:28:44 GMT -6
One of the large Furnazi pulls a small chip out of his helmet and hands it to the representative.
"This contains the requested data." he stated in a deep, mechanical voice.
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Post by [Blood] on Nov 5, 2014 0:31:53 GMT -6
The representative looks at the Furnazi and raises his eyebrows. He reaches out and takes the chip.
"That was awful fast. But as promised, here is the data of each of the thirteen races of the UPR Qaenrough."
He pulls out of a cloak pocket a small box with a button on it and hands it toward the group.
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Post by [Rainbowlicious] on Nov 5, 2014 0:33:21 GMT -6
"Our brains are implanted with devices that allow us instant access to the entire collective knowledge of the Republic."
One of the diplomats takes the device and looks at it with an odd look on his face.
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Post by [Blood] on Nov 5, 2014 0:38:58 GMT -6
"That seems. Nifty. Since Qro is a Science and Research Production District, this technology is much appreciated."
He points to the box and looks at the diplomat.
"That is an Information Transfer Container. All the user has to do is press the button and the information is sent through the subject's nervous system into its brain, giving you the knowledge. It can be used an infinite number of times, and can easily be transferred to a larger computer base if needed."
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Post by [Rainbowlicious] on Nov 5, 2014 0:40:36 GMT -6
"It would be better used by our supersoldiers, then it can be instantly added to our databases."
The diplomats hands the device to one of the massive Furnazi, who promptly presses to button, uploading all the data to the PGR central archive in an instant.
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Post by [Blood] on Nov 5, 2014 0:43:28 GMT -6
He stands there looking between the Furnazi for a few moments before speaking.
"Well, your application is complete and you've passed the hidden tests. You are given almost complete roam of Qaen space."
He smiles in a way that suggests he didn't say almost.
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