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**Novo Domov International Airport**

“Remind me why we're here again?” said the good and pleasing pretty pony princess Dave as he lounged back in the seat of his private jet. The sounds of the screeching scram jets muffled against the glossy fiberglass and aluminum hull of his chariot.

“To assert our political influence.” said his adviser, a skinny Latino man going by the name of 'Chico'. He looked up at his leader with a despondent glare, “It's really all that simple. We have no business in the region being half a world away, but since we heard the damnable lizards were going then there's no reason for us not to be there.

“Besides, we might actually figure something out. Anything really.”

“Oh.” Dave replied, nonchalantly. His skinny white hands crawled up under his fedora as he scratched at the roots of his long, straight, oily black hair. He hadn't bothered with formal attire as demanded of the situation. Surrendering instead to a casual black leather jacket by Georgio Armani. 'JanTrahn' stitched just over the front-breast pocket.

“Indeed, sir.” Cicho bowed, “And we'll be touching down at the Nova Domov Capital airport soon.

“Noma Domov.” Dave scoffed, “Who thinks of these names?”

“Quite.” Chico replied, rolling his eyes. Clearly thinking of the nation he now called home: Mulp. At least the pay was good.

“By the way, has the Department of Glorious Scientific Advancement messaged you back on any updates?” Dave asked, fastening his seat belt.

“Am I your secretary?” Chico asked, doing the same. His brown eyes glowing up at his leader, passively annoyed with him.

“You are.” he affirmed.

“Then yes, I got the E-mail not long after we set off. They believe we'll have a presentable product for the newest generation of research by the end of next week. They're only running some final tests of the first samples of this generation to make sure they're at least safe.

“This time.”

“Oh I can't wait!” Dave chirped excitedly, drumming his feet on the cabin floor as he watched the city landscape outside draw up closer, “After so many years and generations of genetic experimentation! We'll finally have them!”