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Authors: Ray O'Neil
Tags: Science-Fiction, Literature & Fiction, Action & Adventure, War & Military, Science Fiction & Fantasy, Genetic engineering, alien invasion, Exploration, Space Exploration, first contact, Galactic Empire, Colonization
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about the fact that I am a part of this congress, not by accident of course. So… what did I miss?”
“How dare you use my personal name during a meeting. I’ll have your head for this!”
Demeitri leaned back on his fine wooden desk, amused that he was able to push Childebrand’s buttons so easily.
The commander and chief himself, Harold Marr, was attending the meeting. It’s usually only when something involves world changing decisions. Representing the UAM, his emblem took the front. “Instantly denied, Nybling Bank. Sindri, now that you are here, maybe we can direct our attention towards you… if we haven’t already.”
“But this doesn’t concern a weapon’s dealer,” the female representative of GALAR Entertainment protested. Her voice was that of a voice actress, able to change to each of the extremes, sounding more grouse than anyone Demeitri has met in real life. They change them so often, it’s a new girl or man every meeting.
“I have to disagree, GALAR,” Commander Marr said sternly. “Sindri has given the UAM it’s one and only means of fighting off the Niflheim so far. And even though Sindri gives it to everyone in the world, that doesn’t not mean it's a company we should exclude from our current meeting, which involves the Niflheim.”
Demeitri’s eyes light up, which was a rare occurrence. “The Niflheim, you say. Well, well, well. This explains everything now. I am not involved because I am the most involved, is that it?”
“Untrue, Sindri,” Lit said, before anyone else could. “That is simply untrue. You are not required to attend because there are no changes that you can supply to the war effort. You have no call in any plans, no way of effecting civil or militant decisions. There is no reason for you to attend other than being an observer.”
Crossing his arms, Demeitri looked up at the line of emblems with his head cocked to the side. “Usually… that is the case. But what if I told you that I have something in development that could change everything as you know it. Something that could make all of this negative hoo-haa more useless than it already is.”
“You have the floor, Sindri,” Commander Marr said welcomely. “Let’s hear it.”
Demeitri held up a hand, each one of his fingers with a special ring that he doesn’t let out of his sight. “Now, it’s not finished… but it will be once we reach a certain stage in development. I have a new suit in the making, one that will turn every battle with the Niflheim from defensive, to offensive.”
An obnoxious voice took the floor, coming from The Wesleydale Web. “Ha! This is no time for jokes, Sindri. The Trident War was two years ago and average repairs around the world are not even at 50% completion. Check out these numbers, smart guy. Economical loss of ERA: 37% of its treasury due to damages. Economical loss of NDA: 85% of its ‘known’ treasury due to damages. Economical loss of UA: 42.5% of its treasury due to damages, with only 13% growth back per year with a plus 3% increase. There is no way any of the world’s factions could ever have the funds for an offensive, especially one that is all the way to Mars!”
“That is because you don’t know about my new creation, Wesleydale. I am creating a new class of Exoframe, one that will surpass all other classes and make them obsolete. If it passes the testing phase, it will allow us to compete with the Niflheim and it will even be powerful enough to turn the tide of battle towards their direction and allow us to destroy their world for a change. This new invention is going to be our key to victory, as well as less numbers for Wesleydale to yammer on about.”
The representer for Leafburg Medical spoke before anyone else could, having been a listener the entire meeting before Demeitri’s arrival. He spoke with authority, like he lived his life as a police officer before becoming the speaker of the biggest medical and pharmaceutical business in the
“How dare you use my personal name during a meeting. I’ll have your head for this!”
Demeitri leaned back on his fine wooden desk, amused that he was able to push Childebrand’s buttons so easily.
The commander and chief himself, Harold Marr, was attending the meeting. It’s usually only when something involves world changing decisions. Representing the UAM, his emblem took the front. “Instantly denied, Nybling Bank. Sindri, now that you are here, maybe we can direct our attention towards you… if we haven’t already.”
“But this doesn’t concern a weapon’s dealer,” the female representative of GALAR Entertainment protested. Her voice was that of a voice actress, able to change to each of the extremes, sounding more grouse than anyone Demeitri has met in real life. They change them so often, it’s a new girl or man every meeting.
“I have to disagree, GALAR,” Commander Marr said sternly. “Sindri has given the UAM it’s one and only means of fighting off the Niflheim so far. And even though Sindri gives it to everyone in the world, that doesn’t not mean it's a company we should exclude from our current meeting, which involves the Niflheim.”
Demeitri’s eyes light up, which was a rare occurrence. “The Niflheim, you say. Well, well, well. This explains everything now. I am not involved because I am the most involved, is that it?”
“Untrue, Sindri,” Lit said, before anyone else could. “That is simply untrue. You are not required to attend because there are no changes that you can supply to the war effort. You have no call in any plans, no way of effecting civil or militant decisions. There is no reason for you to attend other than being an observer.”
Crossing his arms, Demeitri looked up at the line of emblems with his head cocked to the side. “Usually… that is the case. But what if I told you that I have something in development that could change everything as you know it. Something that could make all of this negative hoo-haa more useless than it already is.”
“You have the floor, Sindri,” Commander Marr said welcomely. “Let’s hear it.”
Demeitri held up a hand, each one of his fingers with a special ring that he doesn’t let out of his sight. “Now, it’s not finished… but it will be once we reach a certain stage in development. I have a new suit in the making, one that will turn every battle with the Niflheim from defensive, to offensive.”
An obnoxious voice took the floor, coming from The Wesleydale Web. “Ha! This is no time for jokes, Sindri. The Trident War was two years ago and average repairs around the world are not even at 50% completion. Check out these numbers, smart guy. Economical loss of ERA: 37% of its treasury due to damages. Economical loss of NDA: 85% of its ‘known’ treasury due to damages. Economical loss of UA: 42.5% of its treasury due to damages, with only 13% growth back per year with a plus 3% increase. There is no way any of the world’s factions could ever have the funds for an offensive, especially one that is all the way to Mars!”
“That is because you don’t know about my new creation, Wesleydale. I am creating a new class of Exoframe, one that will surpass all other classes and make them obsolete. If it passes the testing phase, it will allow us to compete with the Niflheim and it will even be powerful enough to turn the tide of battle towards their direction and allow us to destroy their world for a change. This new invention is going to be our key to victory, as well as less numbers for Wesleydale to yammer on about.”
The representer for Leafburg Medical spoke before anyone else could, having been a listener the entire meeting before Demeitri’s arrival. He spoke with authority, like he lived his life as a police officer before becoming the speaker of the biggest medical and pharmaceutical business in the
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