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*Jackson chuckles again.*
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Velal: Meaning, if we show any weakness for the next ten years, we're , pardon my language, f*cked?
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*He sits next to her.* Jean: So, what now? *He raises an eyebrow.* OOC: Sorry, had a concert.
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OOC: Sorry, had a concert. Well... he's gone. What now? *** Jackson: I was hinting at it. I'm on the Lexington... *He chuckles.* *** TRIBBLE: I have to finish this song! I already have the Tux, and I swear to God, I'll be done in time for the wedding!
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Jackson: What? you not interested anymore? *** Yeah... guess we are. *Kisses her.* *** TRIBBLE: Well... I gotta work, don't I? *He crosses his arms, that face he makes when he's thinking through music comes back.*
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Velal: It's a 'I'm out of my depth, what do I do?' kind of response. I have no ideal plan to help. Other than taking complete control of all the planets industries and using them to help, and then cloning people or making robots to man them...
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*He sighs and shakes his head.* Jean: Sorry, that's one of my buttons...
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Velal: Well... *He frowns.* Velal: I really can't think of a response to that...
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Jean: I only cheated the cheats! *Now he looks angry.*
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Velal: Hmm... well, it would make sense. Less resources being used, also means more ships. *He crosses his arms.* Velal: Sensible, but... it would mean that the UNSC would want to attack us even more.
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Jean: You know what I was gonna do! It was what I was doing when you found me... *He looks away*
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Velal: Don't believe I did. Let me guess, it had something in it about taking away their little arsenal?
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Jean: Got in a fight over what I planned to do... *He looks embarrassed.*
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*Velal sighs and smiles.* Velal: this is why I'm a politician and not a businessman. I know people, not products and deals...
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Well... I don't know... *Rubs his shoulders.* *** Jackson: It might be named after the city in Kentucky... *** TRIBBLE: What!? I'm just writing some music! *He leans out of the door, the guiter's head poking out slightly.*
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Jean: No, I did. We separated a week before I ended up on that planet...
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Velal: Ah, but in an age of warp and near instant travel, we don't have to be in a populated area.
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I know... It's just... they might not... exist now. *Looks worried.* *** Jackson: Well... *He rubs the back of his neck.* Jackson: I might be heading out to a ship. To join up, I mean...
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OOC: The RP date is 2400 something, or higher. They're all classics...
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*He sighs.* Jean: When are we gonna tell my parents? And your cousin needs an invite...
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Velal: When it comes to public, I am the voice of my people... but in private like this, I guess I can share personal opinions. *He sighs and crosses his arms.* Velal: Personally, I believe my planet can strike out on it's own. Be like Venice from Earth, make a few colonies of our own, survive mostly on trading. Now that…
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It is... let's hope this doesn't mean TRIBBLE and Sari are... *Makes a vague gesture.* *** Jackson: Oh, you know. Typical stuff. *He smiles shyly.*
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It's amazing isn't is? *** Jackson: Thanks. *He sits down.*
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Velal: Well... Guess they feel like it's the best option.
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Jean: Love you too...
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Jackson: Nice to meet ya. *** *Pulls back.* Twins...
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Velal: We joined because we soon found that the Eblisi were a greater threat than the Empire. And we still didn't like the Empire sooo.... *He shrugs.*
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Jean: ... You make a damn good argument, Belle. *He kisses her.*
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Guy: Name's Jackson Amadeus Flynn. You? *** *Kisses Krys.*
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*The guy smiles and nods at her.* Guy: Well... the drink is whatever you want, and I'll be your company. And your friends, of course. *** *Walks back in, picks Krys up, and twirls her around.* My god...