Looting couldn't believe it, that white carapaced fool gave away vital information. For a few seconds he seriously considered opening his Abraxas browser and mail it to the Black Queen. But after thinking it over, he decided it could be more useful to discuss things with his "partner" whom he so for knew only as noteSorrowful. Since he wasn't one to waste time, he began installing the server disc before opening his chat client. Ignoring the other Prospitian with the handle tidyingEnchanter, he opened a chatwindow.

[TG] started Abrogating noteSorrowful [NS]

[TG]- My name is Looting Felon the other Derse player. I don't really have time to talk But one of the Prospit players just said something interesting.
[TG]- Apparently their planet royalty has some back up plan to save everyone even if they succeed in dooming our universe.
[TG]- If we can learn more about it, we might be able to use it to only save who we want to.

After he typed all that he closed his chat, and started planning where to place the machines in such a way that they would give his client the most trouble using them.