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How off topic of you.
Back on story.
"Sir, identification confirmed. The scout ship has the markings of Fossion's fleet." Romulus seemed glad that it was not an enemy.
"Perhaps a messenger....Escort him to the landing bay, I will meet him there," Havok said. He got up and strode to the door.
An hour later, the security techs cleared the ship for landing. As it landed, Havok watched the landing hatch open. A man strode out, dressed in the attire of a messenger, but also doubling as a powerful soldier. Havok took an immediate liking to the messenger.
"So, a messenger from my friend Fossion. What does he have to say on the matter of the alliance?"
The messenger looked at the tall Hrekurian king for a moment, as if studying him. "Lord Fossian accepts your proposal. He will meet you here in 2 weeks. He is currently on an.....urgent mission."
"What kind of mission, perhaps I could help." Havok asked the messenger, knowing the answer.
"I'm sorry, Havok, but that information is classified."
"Very well. Captain Romulus, will you escort our guest to his quarters? I'm sure he is hungry after his long trip."
"Yes, sir," Romulus replied.
Havok turned and began the long walk back to the throne room.
[Edited on 8/21/2004 9:12:16 PM]