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Post by Evangeline on Jun 12, 2009 23:22:40 GMT -5
"It looks like Moryeni may be hosting it." Amara shrugged. "Just have to find a site that everyone agrees with, most of all the locals there."
"You're only too right there." Lionel went into the break room and helped himself to a coffee. "Wow, Kona coffee from humanside. Didn't think they were growing that again."
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Post by elizar on Jun 12, 2009 23:34:36 GMT -5
"A coffee is a coffee." Helen said, having no idea what Kona was. "All I want is the caffeine in it."
"Or find a no-man land here." Christine said. "There are quite a few grounds that could be used for that, and have never really gotten a claim on, Especially some of the islands in the pacific."
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Post by Evangeline on Jun 13, 2009 15:30:57 GMT -5
"Pacific, huh?" Amara raised a 'shade. "If I wasn't so totally naive and innocent, I'd see the Gordon clan's treads in it somewhere. Many of our Pacific islands were never touched here, except for Tahiti and Hawaii and even then not so much. The humans were stupified when they learned this."
"Spoken like a true member of the medical profession." Lionel smiled. "Finally, REAL coffee."
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Post by elizar on Jun 13, 2009 16:32:26 GMT -5
"They're real thinkers, the Gordon clan." Christine said. "Only thing they need is active military to become a real force to be reckoned with. And then they just wouldn't want the headache with it."
"I wouldn't know the difference between dime-a-dozen coffee and the one shat out by a cat." Helen shrugged. "I hope what you're drinking is not that kinda coffee."
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Post by Evangeline on Jun 13, 2009 20:56:22 GMT -5
"Nah, this is Hawaiian." Lionel guffawed at the thought of the cat-shit coffee. "That's the Kopi Luwak stuff you're talking about." He had admittedly been something of a coffee snob in his youth.
"No, they're in this business to MAKE money." Amara laughed. "Usually, they're hired themselves out to governments who needed such "services". Getting more "respectable" now.
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Post by elizar on Jun 13, 2009 21:36:56 GMT -5
Helen laughed. "Sorry." She said. "I've known you for a while but never really saw that part in you, the coffee nerd. What else have you been holding out on us?" She smirked.
"Less of a fighter jet and more of a compact." Christine chuckled. "And if we think the neutral ground is going to be in the pacific, they will stand to make profit from it. A huge profit."
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Post by Evangeline on Jun 13, 2009 22:17:41 GMT -5
"They need to handle it right, so nobody accuses anybody of favoritism." Amara said. "Of course that's what some people will think no matter how carefully they go about it."
"I used to play bongo drums." Lionel grinned sheepishly.
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Post by elizar on Jun 13, 2009 22:23:39 GMT -5
"And that they were one of the first ones to set up long-term relationship with the humans." Christine said. "Though the prospect of raising one of theirs with the humans is a bit frightening."
Helen chuckled. "And I used to collect CDs and DVDs and hung them out on the trees." She said.
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Post by Evangeline on Jun 14, 2009 22:35:58 GMT -5
"It was a hell of a gamble." Amara said. "But Zoe came through. The knowledge she has of human culture is something you can get only from the inside."
"As bird scares?" Lionel asked.
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Post by elizar on Jun 14, 2009 22:43:58 GMT -5
"That's true." Christine nodded. "Though many have said that this was only to serve the interest of the Crawford company than to build up better understanding and relations. I can see where they're getting it. They even have closer relationship with the humans than the Weather's foundation or the global SAR teams."
"Not really." Helen shrugged. "Mostly to make our front yard unique. The squirrels got a kick out of it at least."
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Post by Evangeline on Jun 15, 2009 20:02:45 GMT -5
"Easy accusation to make." Amara shrugged. "They could also say the same the other way, about Miles' great aunt."
"A distraction from raiding the bird feeders?" Lionel chuckled.
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Post by elizar on Jun 16, 2009 6:35:30 GMT -5
"And the shapeshifter line in whole." Christine stretched as she could. "I don't know just how much storm it has riled up, but Delfina's daughter and Phoenix's son just had twins. Human and car, powerful lines - " She sighed. "I can't even begin to imagine how the 'authority' of users feel about that one. Probably splits the whole group into two. Those who think it is an abomination, and those who support it."
Christine pawed slightly at the ground with her good wing. "We may be living in a time where history is made, but it can be the kind of history you wouldn't want. But no one will look at it that way in the future, because history is written by the winners."
"You could say that." Helen laughed. "Certainly was a nice distraction from the kids who couldn't get enough of those rats. I never liked them, just ate them during a very hard crop year."
Before Lionel could answer that, Helen PDA beeped, an indicator that she just got a message. She quickly raised her hand and looked at it.
"That's odd." She said. "They've just finished running the team's bloodwork. Everyone clears okay except for Miles. But he's marked as 'inconclusive'." She quickly worked on her PDA, doing few searches. "I aught to consult a user on this. Daniel, his father, has a really noteworthy medical history. Aside from broken bones, the only times he has gone to a clinic was because of massive infection, a wound gone septic. Liska, Miles's mother had the usual illnesses like pretty much everyone."
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Post by Evangeline on Jun 16, 2009 17:11:28 GMT -5
"He's not going to like that." Lionel frowned. "So you're gonna call him in?"
"I don't want to play the fortune-telling game or anything, but I can see a combined race somewhere down the line." Amara said. "On one level, a bit unsettling, but I can see the necessity."
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Post by elizar on Jun 16, 2009 18:06:09 GMT -5
"I have to, we need to draw his blood again and see if it was perhaps a contaminated batch or what." Helen said and picked up her mobile phone. "I would really want to consult a user on this as well, because reason says that either he is clear, or he's in life support."
Soon enough, she got in contact with Miles, and it seemed like that he was not that happy about going to get it drawn again, or the fact that he may have the flu but not show any symptoms, which was pretty much impossible.
After a moment, Helen pocketed her mobile and looked at Lionel. "At least this will help us identify patient zero."
"I don't really see the necessity behind hybrids." Christine shook her head. "I don't have anything against our kind of interspecies relationships, but when it is crossing the world in this manner." She sighed. "It's going to sound harsh and racist, but still needs to be said. It was never meant to. Humans were never meant to come here, but they came anyway. The order has been upset, and it seems that we aim to upset it even further."
A male F-15E Strike Eagle made a sudden descent in the airport. He rolled towards a nearby low wall and reared up on it, resting his tires on it as he turned up to the wind. He sniffed around, and was glad for that the one he was looking for was in her normal form. Getting a scent of an Arrow was easy. He dismounted the wall and made his way towards a hangar nearby, getting the scent of couple of cars, one kid, and the arrow he was looking for.
"Zoe Crawford?" He asked as he entered, seeing the Arrow, missing the right family name just for further identification purpose.
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Post by Evangeline on Jun 16, 2009 20:28:16 GMT -5
Lionel sighed. "I'd hate to see this turn into more trouble for Miles. He's had enough stress lately."
"I think there's this saying that when there's an avalanche, the pebbles don't get to take a vote." Amara shrugged. "I agree it's a scary feeling, but whatever happens now is unstoppable." She frowned slightly at the turn the conversation had taken, and looked for something to change the subject.
"Yes." Zoe nodded, looking directly at the F-15 male. "And you?"
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