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I lean back and whisper with Zeia.
"We will have a Special Re-Action Force (about the size of a Company) ready to react. Readily available with full Air/Space and Armor support." I say adding my contribution.
"If the vote is passed." Zeia adds in.
Edited by Korozain on 11/29/2012 4:52 PM PST
Sirius stood up. Blinking. Had no one heard him? Was he imagining the speech? He glanced at me. I knew what had to be done. The voice I had heard had made it clear. They were coming. I nodded back at Sirius.
"All right. We're in. We need no payment for our help. Forget everything. The bargains. We will fight those bastard aliens. We have beat them before, we can now." Sirius said. I slunk back into the shadows.
"The Shade Gheists will also remain independently funded for this Alliance. Also, ,and this may be my childishness speaking, but I do think we need a title, a name. One that indicates our purpose, but will also intimidate any roach who wishes to encroach on our plans."
I say learning forward (still shrouded) and interlocking my fingers on the table.
Edited by Korozain on 11/30/2012 4:39 AM PST
I shake my head. "Great," I mutter to myself, "Fighting Zerg and Protoss. Maybe that Project Cerberus wasn't as worth it as it seemed." I'd removed the tracking chip Pegasus had placed in my arm months ago, and now I was a free as could be, usually getting contracts fighting Zerg and Protoss. I missed my old contracts.
OOC: We won't be fighting them, will we?
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