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Date Posted: 13:33:41 07/08/02 Mon
Author: Raven
Subject: ~Thoughtful~
In reply to: Tsunami 's message, "Nod." on 07:39:02 07/08/02 Mon

She remains unmoving in the thoughtful silence, one broken only by the gentle tik of computor commands as the presiden reviews their options. Her own mind follows the train of thought musingly for a moment, the chance of improving trade.. their desolate desert rock with the comparatively lush and fruitful sphere beside them. Sand.. if only it were valuable. The woman contains a humorless snort at her unheard comment, instead considering the skills of their people.. which was, by far, their most valuable resource for possible trade. There were no other obvious sentient races to bargain or trade with.. other than those few colonies in the outlands.. more legend than factual, and rarely seen. No, those underground dwellers had no intrest in contact with the humans..as long as their precious underground labryinths remained unharmed.
Dusty lids closing for a moment, she allows herself a slow and nearly silent sigh, leaning back somewhat in the padded chair and willing her mind to sort it's vast stores of information into something useful.
Verdant eyes flick open abruptly as a sliver of information floats to the surface of her brain..nothing crucial, but something that needed to be mentioned before it dissapeared mischeviously once more.

"I've ordered a small fleet of hovercraft from the Idunea to replace our failing ATV. Is there anything else we need before they depart?"

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