OOC:REDchigh, A)The pirate was being sent on an ore hauler, not a fighter, B)Why would I chain him up?, and C) He left the station before I contacted the Zidagar, and was never in my presence anyways.

"Hail those things!" Saraine commanded.
A broad-wave message was sent to the ships:

(to:Alien Vessels)
(fr:Saraine)
(re:Hello, strangers )
(Greetings, strange aliens! We are a mercenary force known as the Dark Angels. Who are you, and what can we do for you?
Ciao,
The Seraphim
-Saraine
-Rasael(by proxy)
-Raven(by proxy))

The Zidagar hyperspace inhibitors had done some good for non-Zidagar, Raven thought. By blocking off most of the central northern Crescent, they had assured that to get to Gadzair Mamajama would have to pass through Sirabor.
In low orbit above Sirabr Prime, the Shadow Angel waited, weapons primed.
Finally a large ship jumped into the system; it's transponder identified it as the Foster's Revenge , a Miranu Dreadnaught, commanded by none other than Mamajama herself.
Lips set into a harsh line to match her brows, Raven moved the Shadow Angel to intercept.
"Fire TRAK Modules." she commanded.
"Fire on that, Sir? Are you sure?" her XO asked.
"Of course I'm sure, you incompetent whelp! Launch Fighters and Aradas! Prime the Angelfire Turrets!"
"Sir, that thing's got an Adaah emitter , we can't let the fighters face that!"
" Do it." Raven growled.
The XO, trembling all over, shook his head. "No, Sir."
"Is that mutiny?"
"I'm afraid so, Sir. We're not going to send the fighters out."
Pushing him aside, Raven took the tactical controls herself, firing with TRAKs and Angelfire Turrets.
The Dreadnaught responded with repulsor beams and lysew fire.
Dimly she was aware of the proximity sensor wailing; then the weapons simply stopped firing, enveloping the ship in eerie silence.
Grabbing the buzzing comms unit, her XO spoke a hasty conversation with whoever was on the other end; Raven siezed the unit from him.
"Who the h**l is messing with my ship?"
The voice which replied was Saraine's. "Raven, I've used the Seraphim override codes to lock down your ship. You told me that this vendetta would not affect your work!"
"Leave me be, Saraine. I am cleansing the void of a genocidal maniac!"
"Raven, I have spoken to Mamajama." Saraine replied softly. "And your assistant, Raiessa. Both of you have nightmares- so do I. But we cannot allow our nightmares of the bloodstained past to taint the present!"
"Then make your peace with Benden."
That got Saraine off balance; he hesitated before continuing. " Benden is the real megalomaniac here, Raven. It was him that ordered the Warships to attack; he is the threat, not Mamajama.
Raven, I'm relieving you of command indefinitely."

Her XO grabbed her wrist, twisting it behind her back. "I'm sorry, Sir, but you've got to come with me. Saraine said so."
Numb in mind as well as arm, Raven let him lead her back to her quarters.
Flopping down bonelessly onto the couch, she heard the lock activate, then the hum of an external pressure door sliding shut. Saraine had locked her in her room, like a small child.

The XO returned to the bridge, where the communication with Saraine was now on the main screen.
"You." Saraine said. "What's your name?"
"K'res, Sir." he replied, saluting.
"Well, K'res, you did well. Assume command of the Shadow Angel until further notice; you will join Raven's scientific assistant, Raiessa, in controlling Raven's duties. Congratulations, Seraphim K'res."
"Thankyou, Sir." K'res replied.
"We are equal now, K'res; call me Saraine."
"Yes, Si- Saraine."
"Good. Now, take the Angel's Shadow back to Tollb, and see that Raven is transferred to her quarters there; I've contacted Raiessa, who will make sure they are secure."
"Of course, Saraine." K'res replied, stepping up to the command dais.

Saraine closed the channel, then opened a channel to the Foster's Revenge. "I apologise about that fiasco, friend Mamajama." he said. "If you'll follow the Fallen Angel back to Gadzair, we can talk further aboard Angel's Lair."

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"Good to see you, Yakuza. How have you been?"
Redchigh doesn't wait for an answer.
"I think you know why I called you here. You know about the alien scouts. We've managed to contact them, and they replied, however I want to talk to you before I give them too much information. We tried to hide them from the public, but word's gotten out. The concensus is almost equally split among a total trech trade with the aliens or to blow them out of the sky. Since you were on Council station and survived, and since you've been my friend and helped me kick Skradz'Na out of office, Im going to trust your opinion. Do you think these aliens are linked to the Gadzair, or even the Acarra I've heard you mention?"
REDchigh adds one more thing on a side note..
"If you say they're linked, I wont hesistate to order the military to fire on the scout."
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The Azdgari reply to the scouts..
"Well there is a race to the north of us called the "Zidigar", that we've been fighting for almost a millenia.."

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"....This is only what I think. We can't in a million years guess what goes on in the snarling, churning bowels of Red's head."
~ESPilot

The alien scouts all paused and looked at Angel's Lair in the Gadzair system. Finally, the rest resumed their course, and the first scout sent out an indecipherable signal, then a readable one....

Tell us about your galaxy...

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In Himgro, suddenly, twenty-five more alien scouts suddenly appeared out of nowhere, swarmed around the system in a sort of distorted circular pattern. The aliens did not respond to hails for over 15 minutes, when finally they sent ten or more undecipherable messages, and finally a clear one...

Tell us about your race and your history...

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The aliens replied to the Azdgari with a second message...

That is not enough... Tell us more...

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"Dangit!" Varin Dalath Junor muttered as he looked at the sensor readings. He turned to Third General Lhevak. "My lord, I am detecting an unusual reading from subject 5-1-A. He may be trying to tell the Azdgari leader about us!"

"Increase psi field strength. Paladin Thekor, you must hurry," Lhevak responded, slowly pacing the bridge, his blue eyes glowing in the darkness.

After a moment, there came a voice over the com system. "This is Thekor; the subject has been neutralized. He will not reveal us."

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Yakuza started to speak, but suddenly he grimmaced and looked down. "What is it?" Redchigh asked.

"Nothing... Just a headache..." Yakuza responded slowly, then looked back at Redchigh. "Anyway... No, I don't think they're the Acarra, if the Acarra even exist, and though they may be related to the Gadzair, I doubt it. They're most probably just some race from either the Ji or Proxima Nebulas just coming out for a visit. As for their mysterious nature, maybe it's just the way their race acts. I say we wait to find out more."

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The XO temporarily in charge of Angel's Lair puzzled over the alien message, then sent a reply.

(to:Alien Vessel #1)
(fr: Angel's Lair)
(re: What are you?)
(Well, Okay, then This area of the known galaxy is called the Crescent. It's inhabited by three races- the Azdgari, Igadzra and Zidagar. And us, of course, and some other small races like the Kayans. To the North-West are the Miranu, a trading race turned warrior, and to the West is the Coalition and Confederacy.
But what about you? Who are you guys?
XO Rethyk, Angel's Lair)

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Message to all alien vessals
From Confederacy
"You seem to have been buzzing around other sectors of the galaxy... what exactly do you want?"
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Paul was awakened from his sleep by the insistent beeping of his comm unit. He got up and pressed the answer button. "This had better be good," he grumbled. The voice of the Himgro MedCenter Administrator came back, "Sir, I am giving you a sensor feed from one of the ships in-system." Paul reached over and flipped on the holopad on his desk and looked at the little alien fighters zipping across the system. "What do they want?" he asked. "Information. We haven't told them anything yet." "I will be right there. Tell whoever is sending this that I want them to form a blockade around the planet with all of the military ships in-system. Have them start giving on oral account of our history, from the beginning. And have them do it slowly." Paul keyed in the command override at his terminal and sent the ship on a course to Himgro.
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Disruptor Cannon
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"You may not throw things at my dragon!"
"We remove the furry killing things. We think only of removing the furry killing things."-The Skies of Pern, Anne McCaffery

(This message has been edited by Admiral Benden (edited 03-10-2002).)

OOC: RED - "'This whatchy translates vibrations into sound and records it all. I put this in the wall of the station about an hour. Not much was picked up, but a discussion about the zidsgar is loudnclear.'" if it records vibrations... wouldn't it be more likely to pick up footsteps and doors sliding open or someone setting down a cup onto a desk than to pick up vibrations made by sound of voice? and i find a little too convenient that you call him up and he just HAPPENS to have this info. you weren't supposed to know that he knew (even though he shouldn't have if that's the way he got his info), so why did you call him up in the first place? see what i mean?

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Hyperspace Engines: COMPLETE
Shield-Projecting Missiles: 3 posts
Acid Machine Gun Slugs: 3 posts
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"Given a long enough timeline, the survival rate of everyone drops to zero." ~Fight Club
"'Dammit, don't ask me questions!' ~a giant nipple" ~Me

Quote

Originally posted by Admiral Benden:
Paul was awakened from his sleep by the insistent beeping of his comm unit. He got up and pressed the answer button. "This had better be good," he grumbled. The voice of the Himgro MedCenter Administrator came back, "Sir, I am giving you a sensor feed from one of the ships in-system." Paul reached over and flipped on the holopad on his desk and looked at the little alien fighters zipping across the system. "What do they want?" he asked. "Information. We haven't told them anything yet." "I will be right there. Tell whoever is sending this that I want them to form a blockade around the planet with all of the military ships in-system. Have them start giving on oral account of our history, from the beginning. And have them do it slowly." Paul keyed in the command override at his terminal and sent the ship on a course to Himgro.

Himgro

Mamajama stayed in the Himgro system long enough to see that the Admiral's orders were carried out. With the annoying scouts still criss-crossing the system, the planet was blockaded by every Warship and military ship available, and a com satellite was busily droning out Miranu history. Then she gave the order to jump to the Adzgari system, to keep her rendezvous with Saraine. "I'll be back, as soon as I've taken care of this business," she promised.

Gadzair
Shocked and saddened, but only slightly damaged by Raven's abortive attack on her ship, Mamajama soberly followed Saraine into the Angel's Lair. After docking, she gratefully accepted a steaming cup of Ragni Triflower Tea, and relaxed in her chair. "How's Raven?" she asked. "And, I noticed that you have some of those pesky scouts in your system, too. The Admiral is cautiously meeting their demands, and so far they only seem to want information. Has that been your experience here?"

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"The most exciting phrase to hear in science, the one that heralds the most discoveries, is not 'Eureka!' (I found it!) but 'That's funny...'"
--Isaac Asimov

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(oops. double post)

(This message has been edited by mamajama (edited 03-10-2002).)

Quote

Originally posted by grunadulater:
**Message to Miranu
From Confederacy
Subject:NPD
High Encryption
"We would like to have the designs for the NPD. We are willing to give 100M for its designs."
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....? Answer?

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Himgro System

The aliens said nothing for some time as they slowly recieved the historical data from the Miranu, and they continued to busily move about the system, scanning whatever they could.

Finally, they responded with another message...

We are the Attar... We come from a blue nebula...

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OOC: Just a note, the aliens may or may not be telling the truth. Ask more questions, or trust them.

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Saraine grimaced over his cup of tea, and replied.
"Unfortunately the officer I left in charge here blabbed his head off to the aliens- personally I can't trust them; I don't know where they come from or what they are. They've only issued requests for information so far.
As for Raven, I had her assistant, Raiessa, make sure her quarters on Tollb are secure... and remove anything sharp. Right now I really don't know what she's going to do next, so we have her on 32-hour observation."
He waved towards a small screen linked to security cameras on Tollb; Raven appeared to be sitting in her armchair next to the panoramic windows overlooking Tollb, a book in her hands.
"She seems fine enough right now." Mamajama observed.
"Yes." Saraine replied, voice tinged with sadness, "But I just can't trust her now."
Somewhere in Saraine's office a communit buzzed; sweeping the paperwork to one side, Saraine uncovered the little unit.
"Yes? Can it wait?"
Scowling at the unit, Saraine continued.
"It is? Good. Send the data up to me soonish. Ciao."
"A little project completed." Saraine explained to Mamajama. "We're refitting a Zidagar Phased Beam- now it runs on positrons, and does more damage, although it's heavier.
I'd be happy to give you- but not the Miranu- the design."

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ETA until Weapons Module complete: 2 posts
new project : Drone. A small automated drone with a single Dark Angel Positron Beam. Because it's got no pilot, it can execute maneuvers and accelerations which would crush a pilot, and thus can go nearly as fast as an Azdara, and turns better.
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While Espilot and Z'tar were waiting for the scientists, they received the Seraphim's reply. "Positrons eh? That would make the beam more powerful, but the cannon would be somewhat heavier, correct?" "Yes, Admiral." "Well, I might as well tell them why we need the designs. And I'll have to tell you and the researchers."

<Message to the Seraphim (Saraine, Rasael, Raven)>
<From Zidigar Admiral Espilot>
<encryption code NDE9K0 1st Priority>
We know that with your new variant of the Phased Disruption Beam the weapon would be more powerful, but somewhat heavier, which would reduce the mobility of any ship it's mounted on. As you know, many of our scientists specialize in mass reduction of items, which would, no doubt, come in very handy with your new beamers. As for the blueprints, we don't require them for reproduction of your ships, but I would prefer to discuss the reason in person with the Seraphim. I will meet you in Gadzair on the Angel's Lair, on your own 'turf', so as to defuse any doubts of trustworthiness. This will, of course, require us to open one of our inhibitors, so you must make sure there are no Azdgari ships in your system. I will try to get there as soon as possible.

—Espilot
<Message End>

As the message was just being sent, a transmission came from the Terapin system over the long-range com. "Admiral, this is Sergeant Tanse. There's an unidentified craft that's just hypered in! All inhibitors are up and running at full capacity, and it's certainly not one of our ships, and it's design is unlike anything the Azdgari or Igadzra would make. Our scanners can't penetrate the hull, and it's shown maneuverability outdoing that of even an Azdara. Do we fire, or send a transmission?" Espilot looked at Z'tar, and he shrugged. "Send them a transmission. Tell them that we won't harm them, but will defend ourselves if nescessary." "Sir!" Just then seven Zidigar entered the room, wearing labcoats of some sort, but one in particular had a small badge on his; it was made in the shape of a yellow star, with rings depicted around it so that they crossed in the center of the star. He said quickly "Sir, before we start, I would like to say that the Star Shield is finished. We will be testing the prototype soon." "Excellent, Kenel. Now, down to business...."
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Star Shield: Complete

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Greetings from your friendly local cannibal, put in your town by the federal government to keep the human population in check.
Of all the people I've pummeled; unsuspecting and deserving, I've learned one thing: you can either run, or fight. All other strageties are variations of these. —Geglash
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YOU NO LIKE DA ESP? DA ESP NO LIKE YOU.

Gadzair

The aliens had not responded to the Dark Angels, but finally they sent them a message. "We are the Attar... We come from a blue nebula, which you call Proxima...What do you want from us?"

The alien scouts began to buzz around the Miranu dreadnaught, but soon ignored it and returned to their usual routes. Then, all but one of the fighters disappeared, seeming to fade off into nothingness. They may have cloaked, but sensors couldn't really see what exactly happened to them...

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Emalghion

The Confederate ships in the system moved about on their usual routines, when suddenly two alien scouts entered the system and began their usual circular scanning flight pattern. One of the ships headed straight for the planet then stopped in space and hailed the Confederates.

"We are the Attar... We have recieved your message... Who are you? What do you want from us?"

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Terapin

The aliens seemed to charge some sort of weapon, but it then powered down, and the aliens sent a message to the Zidagar. "We will not hurt you, but we will defend ourselves, as you said you would do... We are the Attar... Tell us of yourselves and this galaxy..."

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OV met up with a group of people in Freeport. "Hello OV"

"Yeah, what is it?"

"These aliens seem imensly powerul. I don't think you should confront them quite yet. Almost every race in the galaxy is trying to message them. What if they get agrivated?"

"You're talking like a mercinary. I'm going"

OOC: What ships do renegades use?

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The all Confed ships in Emalgion cloaked. They began scans for the aliens.
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message to aliens
from Confederacy
"We are the Confederacy, made of the Hinwar and the Emalgion. Who are you want why did you come here?"

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"Given a long enough timeline, the survival rate of everyone drops to zero." ~Fight Club
"'Dammit, don't ask me questions!' ~a giant nipple" ~Me

Redch'igh looked calmly at Yakuza...
"You and I have been friends since skradz'na took office. I know you better than you think. I dont know what you know, but you are holding something from me. I wont force information, but I'm trusting you. If you know anything about these aliens, tell me. If they are from beyond the crescent, you need to tell me so we can obliterate these scouts before they gain too much information. Im trusting you, Yakuza."

Message to: Alien scouts
We have now real reason to doubt you, however we feel you should know. We detected energy signals that prove that the bridge between this galaxy and the next has been crossed. If you know anything, please tell us.
End

Red relaxed... he knew that if the scouts claimed to not know anything, they were probably lying.. they come from a nebula and are highly advanced.. they would have information on any new race that entered the galaxy.
right after he sent the message, he got a brilliant idea. Diamonds were strong and resisted electrical charge better than anything.. what if he could cover a ship's armor with diamond dust? He would get his scientists working on it. since it's such a simple idea, it wont take long to put into effect.. the only problem is the source of diamonds...

Research Initiated
Diamond dusted armor research
ETC: 4 posts

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Independent**

After several independent planets were scanned by the alien scouts, an emergency meeting was called of all the planet leaders. This was a revolutionary event, never had all the leaders been in one place, peacefully. The meeting place was set..

All went as planned as the leaders filed into a large room, decorated with ancient skulls of forgotten origin, and everyone respected the skulls like anyone else would a flag. As the final leader sat down, a respected leader stood up.
"We have fought for years against the renegades, azdgari, pirates, even amongst ourselves. Now, with the threat of an alien invasion brewing as advance scouts surf known territory, one question remains. How will we survive?"
All leaders began talking amongst themselves and the chatter's volume went higher and higher...
TSSEEWWWW.. The sound of a pistol goes off. The room hushes.
"As I was saying, we all agree on one thing, if nothing else, we all want to survive. Although we have never found true peace, I believe it's only course is through uniting our worlds under a single leader....."
He's cut off as the whole room erupts into chaos.
"I'll never ally them!"
"Die fiend, we'll never work together!"
The acting president of the meeting's gun is noticed smoking.
"Good, now that I have your attention, here's some information you might want."
The leader presses a button, and a hologram of an alien scout appears in the center of the room.
"As you can see, it's like nothing the azdgari, coalition, or miranu would make, and just by looks it appears to be highly advanced. These are no doubt simply advance scouts to gather information for an offensive...."
The room remains quiet this time.
"We MUST band together."
all leaders slowly accept, and look around the room. A Tall leader stands up.
"Who will be our leader?"
The president of the meeting points to a military officer.
"That, is Moses. He is a brilliant strategic mastermind, and orchestrated several offensives against the pirates and renegades years ago. He would be a good leader."
All the leaders tensely accept, and hurry out of the room.

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"....This is only what I think. We can't in a million years guess what goes on in the snarling, churning bowels of Red's head."
~ESPilot

(to:Zidagar)
(fr: Seraphim (Saraine, Rasael, Raiessa/K'res))
(re: Positron Beam)
(Now that is a very good idea. In return for your aid in reducing the beam's mass, we will give you the blueprints, and we can both share in the bounty.
As to your visit; Since the closing of the Zidagar hyperlinks, Gadzair has fallen from the trade routes of the Azdgari. They seldom visit now, and no convoys are expected for the next few weeks.
We will also reroute incoming Azdgari traffic on the cover of a "weapons test" (we're testing the Positron Beam), so they ought not to disturb you.
Ciao,
-The Seraphim
Saraine
Rasael
Raiessa
K'res)

(to:Alien Vessel #1)
(fr: Seraphim (Saraine, Rasael, Raiessa/K'res))
(re:hello, strangers )
(We simply want to know more about you. Is there any way we can help you?
Ciao,
-The Seraphim
Saraine
Rasael
Raiessa
K'res)

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OOC: Red, make that diamond dust thing 5 or 6 posts instead of 4.

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Azdgari

The alien scouts in Azdgari sent back a message to the Azdgari. "We wish only for knowledge... We do not wish for war... We have only recently come to this place, and it was after the energy burst from Kade that you speak of... We do not know who used it... We are not super-advanced... Do you want us to scout more and find out what happened to them?"

Meanwhile, Yakuza frowned. "What do you mean, Red? Of course I'm not holding stuff from you! You can trust me." He suddenly looked at his mobile communicator. "Sorry, I have to go. I'm needed in another meeting." And with that, Yakuza walked off...

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Gadzair

The aliens responded to the Dark Angels after a long moment. "We want to make peace... We have many worlds in the Proxima Nebula.... We cannot stay in this system... We must leave... We will return... Soon..."

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Feviry

Without warning, twenty some alien scouts appeared out of nowhere, running about the system, scanning everything and anything. They then moved off, with fifteen of them leaving, but five staying behind.

They moved around the system for a while longer, then finally sent a message to the Independents. "Hello... We are the Attar... We come from Proxima.... Proxima Nebula... We want peace... Tell us about yourselves..."

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Emalghion

The alien scouts, in return, powered up some kind of weapon and also cloaked. They moved about the system swiftly, scanning for the Confederates, pinpointing the location of a few of their ships. Finally, they were satisfied and powered down their weapons (if it was even a weapon, for it could have just been shields), but remained cloaked.

"Who are the Hinwar? Who are the Emalgha? We want only knowledge... We do not want war..."

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(This message has been edited by Captain Carnotaur (edited 03-11-2002).)