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[Fr0stByt3]

 Xaren nods, then turns to another monitor and starts typing away at it.
Please forgive me if I seem a bit... distracted.... He trails of and begins to type faster, occasionally glancing down at notes scattered haphazardly around his desk. I have quite a bit of planning to do for my upcoming trip. He turns towards the screen showing Puffer again. Speaking of which, how are negotiations coming along?

[Gentlefish]

"Negotiations with the Russians are... Slow. I have yet to hear back from my ambassador on any of the matters being discussed. I've made sure she knows the stakes of what is at hand. Hopefully things will pay off with the Russians."

Puffer once again glances away sighing, his eyes drifting apart to form a thousand yard stare as he keeps talking.

"Ancestors know what terrible things they may have planned. I've heard... Rumours of them. Nothing certain, and nothing I feel safe mentioning yet, but they worry me. But, as I said, I will let you know about any information that comes out of this."

His eyes snap back into focus and back onto the screen, a light mischief found in them belying his age.

"Who knows, maybe they're even the ones behind our accidents. This trip seems to have you preoccupied; I'll stop talking off your ears and let you go. Take care... Prime Minister? I forget what we call leaders of Democratic nations these days."

[Fr0stByt3]

Xaren laughs, suddenly and loudly.
Nation? I wish. He turns away once more, sighing deeply as he does. Perhaps one day.... The world seems to slowly fade away, replaced by visions of shining cities and towering spires. He shakes his head, clearing away the visions and restoring the world. No, for now I am merely the President of Ancestor Technologies. Good day, Emperor, and may our shared problems soon disappear.

[Travisplo]

...

[GreatWyrmGold]

It's dead, Jim.

[Remuthra]

It's dead, Jim.

Good for me, at least. I should have brought many more rebels before I incurred the wrath of the Wyrm.

[IamanElfCollaborator]

((Is there anyone free to interact with?))

[Fr0stByt3]

((I am))

[IamanElfCollaborator]

((Wait, where in the world are you anyway?))

[10ebbor10]

It's dead, Jim.

[Fr0stByt3]

It's dead, Jim.

((We can rebuild it! WE HAVE THE TECHNOLOGY!))

[IamanElfCollaborator]

It's dead, Jim.

((We can rebuild it! WE HAVE THE TECHNOLOGY!))

((We have the SHIPPING !!SCIENCE!!))

[Fr0stByt3]

It's dead, Jim.

((We can rebuild it! WE HAVE THE TECHNOLOGY!))

((We have the SHIPPING !!SCIENCE!!))

((In answer to your question, I am in Tokyo. I will be leaving for Russia when the next wild turn appears.))

[Rolepgeek]

((Unfortunately, you need use the TMBullshitNumber for Creative Burst to evolve Xantalurk into Postalos. Only then can he learn Taunt to keep the wild Tyrn from using Teleport to escape.))

[Fr0stByt3]

((Unfortunately, you need use the TMBullshitNumber for Creative Burst to evolve Xantalurk into Postalos. Only then can he learn Taunt to keep the wild Tyrn from using Teleport to escape.))

((Funny, I would've expected the Xantalurk to have suffered from a random Critical Existence Failure by now.))