"I agree with auxesian delegate on this subject. I am yet to see anyone in this room to stay on topic of the meeting, except for Bretonians and Zoners. I won't comment on the lack of discretion on that matter, but most of you should have realised what they were signing for."
He standed up, heading towards the door, still holding a holopad in his right hand. A small red button was displayed on it and his big thumb was located near it.
"As for the subject of this discussion. First solution I have already proposed, the one, which is in my opinion, the most rational in this case. To construct a space colony. Either that, or you can come to an another solution by yourselves. In any case, Stirling has a more practical use on the front, if it's not serving as a refugee camp for the Queen herself. In that case you should have moved to Omega-3. Oh, and just in case if Omega-49 becomes Bretonian Sovereign space..."
He readjusted his cap before finishing his sentance.
"Let me put it easy for you. New London is not that far from here as you think. Nobody in this room wants this system to become a subject of interest for Gauls? Well, thing is - it might already be."
He overlooked the room again, and then looked right at the Doc himself.
"Wish I could say that it was a pleasure. I believe you can discuss all the delicate matters with our Premier, but I'm helpless here, you have to forgive me. Hope we get to meet eachother in a more positive circumstances, mister Holliday. Wish to you and your daughter to be well."
Before leaving the summit completely, he placed his left hand on Ivan's right shoulder.
"Will wait for you outside."
Removing his hand from Ivan's shoulder, he hastly walked away to the entrance of the Estate, humming Farewell of Slavianka. When he reached the entrance, he leaned on the same wall and pressed the ominous red button.
It wasn't a remote control for "Pripyat's" Devastator Torpedo Launcher, although Grachov wished it was in the moment when he pressed it. Instead, it was just a summoning control for a shuttle, but this time, he ordered the one that had two seats in it, in case if Ivan decided to follow him. It would have take some time for the shuttle to arrive at the estate, so Grachov was standing outside, wondering how many people would leave the summit after him.
(10-13-2023, 12:51 AM)Haste Wrote: This is a feature as most Discovery players would not receive a response from women.