[color=8E2EF9][b]”And I’m sure you were just the politest and most pleasant bunch when you beat up and stole Hip Kallo’s clothes.”[/b][/color]

The mind was rather confused as to why there appeared to be a gang conflict of some kind revolving around parties on this planet and was currently ruining down the hiveminds list of negotiation tactics, which suggested additional threats/taunting. The Bees were more distressed that this was looking less like a throw a party gig and more of a security detail, which meant that they weren't going to be allowed to get drunk on mead any time soon and that was a travesty. They suffered a -20 penalty to morale as a result. They were all ready to launch into tirades about these thugs despoiling the noble art of the party with their brutish ways when the the banner of the interplanetary space friends was brought through the door by its carriers and the Mind kept talking, having decided on its course of belittling and self aggrandizement .

[color=8E2EF9][b]”see this banner, that is who we are and we don’t back down from a request for help, so you and your mates better bugger off and leave us be. We are here to help throw a party, I don’t see why you're so threatened by that? Think your Capatians can’t do better than a bunch of drifters? Go prove it rather than sticking around here playing mobster. Which your really bad at by the way.[/b][/color]

There was a chorus of agreement from the bees as they buzzed in closer, coming through the door now that it was obvious the thugs were out gunned and as they were itching to give these no good scoundrels a good stinging for ruining the festive mood they had all been in.

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One of the bees down with fiddlesticks had been in charge of holo-umbrellas and so at his mention of it getting wet the bee handed out 5 little handles to the other bees, which then projected very flimsy force fields above them to keep them safe from rain. Naturally this would completely useless against the oncoming torrent that could be heard flowing down the pipes towards them, but the pink, green and blue neon glowing umbrellas did provide a little light. So as they did whatever scouting the cleaner bot required the bees would be easily spotted through the gloom by the glowing fields they now carried.