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Kody
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If life's standing still and your soul's confused
Jun 2003
time: 14:35
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They build their cities like termites Santiago thought. Glancing up at the ochre coloured mounds with fungus like buildings stepping up them. The Spartan boot could so easily smash them, putting an end to their petty little lives as they scurry around in their termite mound. They’re weak, how else could they so easily neglect their own defences. Why else would civilians stand idly around watching a military force when they should be making frantic preparations to defend themselves. Not one shot has been fired and we have already won.
There was a stirring in the camp and Santiago became aware of a person approaching from the crowd of Gaians that stood ogling them. She recognised the woman from the hydroponic labs aboard the Unity.
“Turn her away. I will not speak to her”, Santiago declared to her aid in clear hearing of the other woman. She turned and walked back to her tent, to calm herself.
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Kody
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If life's standing still and your soul's confused
Jun 2003
time: 14:35
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http://apolyton.net/upload/view.php...6427_GAIAN5.jpg
This is kind what I’m thinking of when I see the Gaian cities. Only with a couple of tents since Honghu mentioned those.
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Why on earth did Santiago pull me all the way out here, when I have to oversee the integration of the new generation of citizens and the construction of a new base over the next year?
Because I’m not on earth anyone, I thought sadly.
I carefully blanked my face. I wanted to appear as if nothing around here matters. Bored and disinterested with the negotiations. I hoped it would give me an air of confidence and prevent any betrayal of weakness.
“I was sent to talk to the leader of the Gaians”, I announced casually as I was met by some Gaian citizens outside the city.
“This way.”
Rising in the evening light were the massive permanent structures the Gaians were constructing. Ochre coloured sandstone monoliths that sprouted glowing domes from their sides. It was a far cry from the squat square buildings built by the Spartans. The structures looked like they belonged to aliens native to this world, beautiful in their strangeness.
I expected that the leader of the Gaians would be found in one of these strange structures. However, instead I was lead to a large tent in the middle of a temporary camp on a hill nearby.
“Lady Honghu”, the man I was following called. “The Spartans have sent someone to talk to you.”
After waiting a few moments there no answer inside the tent so I walked in. Back straight don’t slouch as you walk in, keep your face expressionless. The furniture inside was sparse and I identified medical equipment lining a few shelves and benches. On the far side of the room a small girl was being attended to by a fairly young woman. As I looked around a look of annoyance passed over the face of the woman before being quickly smoothed away.
“The cast is done. Try and keep the arm dry, but if you do get the cast wet, dry it out again fairly soon. Otherwise it’ll get itchy and you might get a skin infection”, the young woman quietly explained to the girl. “Come back in two weeks and we’ll be able to take it off.” She had a nice voice.
“Thank you Hong”, the girl said. As the girl walked past me she kept peeking up nervously.
After the girl left there was a long silence as we tired to evaluate each other. She seemed fairly young to be a leader. I also thought that Honghu could stand to loose some weight as there was very little muscle definition. However, she didn’t have a half moustache like some of the Spartan women which was a definite plus in my books.
“The Gaians will provide technological files on ecology and their current world map”, I broke the silence. “This is non negotiable or the Spartans will destroy Chiron Preserve. Continued resistance will result in the destruction of Gaian Landing.”
I stopped, watching carefully for a reaction. Her posture was too stiff she was waiting for a demand that she would not give in to. Santiago wanted an unconditional surrender, but now was not the time. I hoped I judged right as I turned to leave.
“You have until dawn to give your decision”, I threw over my shoulder as I left. No matter how badly you want to get out of here don’t hurry. Rolling gait, keep shoulders fairly loose. I hope Santiago chooses someone else next time.
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An arrogant man, Honghu thought. It looked like he wasn’t looking at me but through me as if I wasn’t even there. It was as if he was sneering at everything around him. She sighed as she considered her people. She would do everything in her power to protect her people from harm.
She stepped out of her tent to think. Night had fallen and beyond the tents of her people the Spartans had set up floodlights facing outwards into the night. The camp itself was completely dark with not a single light or fire to betray what lay in the dark centre. What kind of people was she dealing with?
She had until dawn to make her decision.
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Kody
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If life's standing still and your soul's confused
Jun 2003
time: 14:35
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Ball's in your court Honghu.
I hope people are enjoying the drama.
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Kody
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If life's standing still and your soul's confused
Jun 2003
time: 14:35
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Well my rover came across Honghu fairly fast because I noticed my borders were a bit smaller than they should be.
The other is deduced from looking at some of the freely available information that everyone has. If I explained how right now then I think the person would be pretty annoyed at me for basically telling everyone where abouts they are. Ask again about this when people have more or less met.
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Enigma_Nova
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Morale means nothing when 4-1-2 units crash against one another.
All you need is a little luck, and the ability to produce as many units as possible.
When it comes down to the crunch, we both have the same number of bases.
Only problem is,
I'm not the one with the industry penalty.
Make
Your
Friggin
Time
Kody.
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Kody
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If life's standing still and your soul's confused
Jun 2003
time: 14:35
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Enigma:
A few turns back I decided that you really didn't need me adding to your diplomancy problems. So stop worrying, because I'm not out to get you.
Jamski:
There's a tempoary problem with my regular mail account. Can you please use the following email nospam.zzxuej@uqconnect.net.nospam (glad he has something like 10 spare email addresses).
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Kody
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If life's standing still and your soul's confused
Jun 2003
time: 14:35
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Yep that's it.
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Enigma_Nova
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Turnage!
-->Jamski
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Kody
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If life's standing still and your soul's confused
Jun 2003
time: 14:35
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Turn sent.
My regular email address is working again so you don't need to use the other one anymore.
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Kody
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If life's standing still and your soul's confused
Jun 2003
time: 14:35
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Santiago laughed. The poor fool he honestly thought the Spartans would want to Pact with the Gaians, and believed it when Santiago accepted the terms. Now that he had closed the deal he had gone back to Spartan Command to oversee construction of the colony pod and terraformers.
Santiago grinned at the termite mounds of Chiron Preserve, as the rover team made their way up the river. Honghu would pay for capturing and humiluating her aboard the Unity. Santiago had left Chiron Preserve alone, but only to gain the greater prize of capturing Gaian Landing.
Their precious grove of pines would burn.
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OOC: Heh I thought I was smart expanding in the opposite direction that the CMN was obviously intending. Now I can see someone else's land I've realised that I've been dumb because I've also missed many of the terrian bonuses.
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22-05-2004 04:21
But it's all good now. Thanks. 
I just realised something. I don't need to kill you to retrieve the datadisks. However, retrieving the disks gives me a good excuse to tackle you.
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