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07/24/10(Sat)00:19 No.11317559rolled 1, 6, 6 = 13
The Prince thanks you for your time and pledges to repay his debt to you someday. He won't accept any protest, stating that he is well aware of how valuable you are to the nation and, indeed, the world. He has no intention of letting you die (and not come back, at least) with your work unfinished. Someday, his father will shuffle off, and he'll be in charge, provided that a democratic revolution doesn't crop up before then. If the high nobles are still around, he plans to do very interesting things to their assumptions.
After the Prince departs, you get back to business. By the end of the fifth month, you have a new personal transport and two more couriers, two more fast transports have been transferred to the military, and a half-dozen new yards have been readied for bomber production elsewhere. A functioning research base has taken shape beside the unknown ruins, and you are ready, at long last, to search Kharok Nine for the technology that will help you save Korus and your entire race.
With the appropriate deceptive elements, you make a show of discovering the location of K9, advising the high nobles that you're going to take an expedition up there as soon as possible. They have no problem with this, as long as you take some of their people along, and don't mind being accompanied by two of those AMTs you've so graciously provided. Hazard suits are available, and, more importantly, crude, human-size copies have also been built. They aren't quite as good, but with their fabricator-made parts, they're serviceable enough.
We are the end of this session. Tomorrow, you'll head to K9. There will be no session Sunday. |