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"mute, show them your stuff" the high general replies, mute standing up before poking tide's neck, shoulder, and ribs before he collapses, unable to move or feel anything aside from drool running down his chin while mute happily returns to braiding klonos's hair, the braids getting rather ornate and intricate.

"aside from the larger cities i think he'll like it... we're alot more militaristic than the clones so he'll find our normal practices to be agreeable with his temperment at least in the smaller towns. we can work out the details of the toll for using our gates... although, as a show of trust, i'd like to show you something back in the capital that you may have seen if you paid attention to high intensity scans once the festivities are over" the high general says evenly