Re: Challenge Match
"They know where we are!" The tone of Emperor Asmala's voice betrayed his concern.
Lord Ithis threw the irratating Rubic's Cube on the floor and spoke harshly. "Ithion ON. Comm channel ON."
Asmala's 3D image appeared. "We were scouting new outPosts to colonize and encountered a ship of the Pootopian Empire. They are nearer than we calculated! We need warships to this sector immediately."
Ithis peered into the image. Silence ensued.
"Ithis, you don't seem to undertand! They have ancient mystics in their charge! They know all the start charts!"
Ithis stared blankly.
"Ithis, DO YOU COPY THIS TRANSMISSION?"
Lord Ithis paused, scratched his (deleted), and replied, "I'll contact Lord Chane. His fleets are nearby."
He terminated communications, picked a particularly annoying booger from his nose, scratched again, and turned his attention to the discarded Rubic's Cube again.
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ALLIANCE, n. In international politics, the union of two thieves who have their hands so deeply inserted in each other's pocket that they cannot separately plunder a third. (Ambrose Bierce)
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