"Things seem to have....calmed, somewhat...." -- The Cybertronian Senate

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Date Posted: 14:49:27 08/26/01 Sun
Author: Lady Embyr
Subject: "Things seem to have....calmed, somewhat...."
In reply to: Senator Decius 's message, ""As you wish, Senator."" on 02:49:40 08/23/01 Thu

Lady Embyr's hoverchair rose majestically from its perch as she studied a small readout on the handle.

"We're still restrained to quarters, but security is doing a sweep of the halls. And it seems the remains of the would be assassin have been located. Hmm, he was heading toward the upper floors--I wonder if Onitron were a target perhaps? He is quartered in the higher levels of this tower. It seems pure chance that our mystery-guest detonated where he did which, by the reports my intelligence is getting, was outside Betacron's...

I suppose that should account for the bugger's cry, eh?"

Embyr's tone implied humor but her features were dead serious. An assassination attempt on one of the senators, any of them, was a threat to all. Even revealing what knowledge she had to Decius so soon after the attack was a big revelation of her own resources. Such detailed intelligence on something that so recently happened, as though she simply read her facts from some message board, was impressive. Perhaps in spite of her centuries of caution she was finally trusting another, especially a fellow Decepticon. Or perhaps she merely knew there was no plausible way for her to deliver such exposition without revealing she had informants in the building. Decius and the others certainly were no different.

"Now then," she continued, "I hope Betacron will contact us soon with more accurate readouts. I for one wonder if anyone else noted the phenomena which he described his science teams finding. It would be good if we were still in contact with some of our old outposts, simply to confirm it wasn't instrument error on our part. But I suppose a planet must be rebuilt before an empire, eh?" Embyr smiled once more at the multifaceted layers a simple conversation might have. "I suppose the ships he dispatched will return to us more accurate first-hand information, once they have completed theri inspection of the vicinity.

The waiting game is hard, eh my friend? If I were sent on as many missions as our Chief Justice, I would often whistle too...would that I had faith in my lip-rivets."

Though she still did not smile, Decius knew a joke when he heard one. Old though she was, Embyr had only recently settled from countless journeys. The only time she would truly feel the music as Azdak did would be when she was young again. But the wheel of time does not turn in reverse, and so Decius only nodded as he continued poring over his own figures....

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Embyr seemed to be drumming her brittle fingers idly on the arm of her hoverchair... -- Lady Embyr, 19:53:18 09/05/01 Wed