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Obsidian City Spaceport Jiyuun's Bar Spark sat heavily on a stool, letting Princess curl up around her feet as she ordered a tankard of the good beer of her home. “You can't bring the pack roach in here,” the bartender spoke after a moment, watching carefully as Spark’s burly form shifted...

"The Katamurans are handling the Drhuvian quarantine," If'ni spoke softly. "We will send you Sutsura, Kherras, Sacusati, and Shurista. We will also send you the Skydasi, as they are with Shurista. Average population is 2.75 billion living Senti. Per Flotilla. Plus approximately 7.346*10 to...

If'ni's eyes filled for a second with something, her body flickering for just the barest instant. Was that... Hate? "Yes. That is the Legion. We cannot go there. But burning them is beyond our power at this time. We would annihilate them if we could." Considering for perhaps too long a...

"We can agree to that. Unfortunately, we may not be able to appear to the Councils as we can to you. We will try. But we can only promise the cooperation of the Flotillas in your area. Turassiel and Sutrata, primarily. We will leave you with one gift to close our deal." If'Ni held out her...

"Not to you. Not yet." Shaking her head, she summoned a small orb of memories, gore nests of burial steel that moved as though alive, ripping and tearing its victims to be integrated into new abominations of forms to hunt more. "It is what happens when burial steel is corrupted. It is...

"It is good that you have a well established logistics network. But you are right. All things bear a cost." She offered him a smile, almost a proud smirk that could almost be seen as her considering him as an equal. "It would provide Us access to your sensative data. Unfortunately, the...

"We do not know where to begin." She watched the clip, brows furrowed. "The gates are a dangerous boon. When we first fled our home's remains, the gates offered a spread across the galaxy to hide between the stars. But Skydas was too large. He could not come with us. Moreover, Rustybe...

"Hardly. The Katamurans respect you. They enjoy the challenge you pose." If'ni gave a laugh, bending forward slightly as she shook her head. "We wish it were merely a social call. We so enjoyed your presence at the Gala. But we are also well aware of the Chorus's hunger. We of the Senti...

"Oh, don't you know, we're not that bad..." There she was, appearing at his elbow as though she had always been there, the skin and clothes woven of history and infinite souls, not corporeal, but too solid. Tall as him to look him in the eye comfortably. "Is Hera and the Chorus giving you...