[b]February 2057[/b]
[b]Union of Kor[/b]
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Cindorayi Empire: Neutral - Warm
Peoples Republic of Cindorayi: Neutral - Warm
Grand Protectorate of Lithla: Neutral - Cold
Vaspen Empire: Alliance - Warm
Famsidian Union: Neutral - Cold
New Auslassia: Neutral - Cold
Unified Soto Guilds: Neutral - Cold
Dominion of Isalka: Neutral - Warm
Rafinid Technocracy: Neutral - Cold
Greater Union of Veluca: Neutral - Cold
Pokash: Neutral - Cold
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[u][b]Underground Military Research Facility[/b][/u]
[b]Medical Studies Wing - Prosthetic Exercise Section[/b]
Several days had passed since General Hoj had gotten his prosthetic arm. It had been a good few days, the chitanite fist was very intimidating. After getting annoyed in a recent meeting Hoj had crushed a metal cup with his new hand which had spawned some rumors. Rumors about General Hoj metal fist were popular over some civilian radio channels but were no real ways to prove the rumor. Walking up with a camera to snap a picture of General would easily get someone a broken arm.
General Hoj was in a exercise room within the facility along with the good doctor. Buvi sat on a bench with a clipboard and generals jacket next to her. Currently was just asking questions as Hoj operated one of the exercise machines.

	Buvi "No problems? Any issues?"
	Hoj "Well it does take some to get used to. Just a little weird to have no feeling."
	Buvi "Feeling? Silly, that technology is simply beyond our scope. I am in charge of progress, now back to questions."

Simple excercises to ensure that the new arm was working correctly and the general would need to keep up his physical fitness so arm never gets too much stronger then his natural arm. Accidents could occur if Hoj were to overestimate his strength if he were to rely on mechanical arm entirely.

[b]Medical Studies Wing - Genetic Study Section[/b]
In another section of medical studies wing of facility was those who experimented and studied the dna of tari. A advantage to tari hatching from eggs were one could open up the eggs to apply chemicals to change what genes expressed themselves then observe how that effected development. However was a rule that none were allowed to break and that was hatching experimented on eggs was prohibited. A odd rule however put in place because the deformed offspring would be priest caste but artificial.

	Fes "Rules are simply that rules. for true progress I will simply change these rules."	
	Guv "Sir I support your goals to progress."
	Fes "Good, Guv you have been a great assistant. Now I make history!"

The rivalry between the two branches of medical studies wing of facility had been a long term rivalry. Recently though the prosthetic department had been gaining a lot more ground. Head of genetic study department Doctor Fes a elderly flat faced Tari that had turned 137 recently. Despite his age Fes was full of energy and had brought his loyal assistant Guve also a flat face to a section of facility that was still mine.

	Fes "The first experiment towards a new age! You hear that Guve? I will be the greatest scientific mind of our age!"
	Guv "Of course sir."

The section of mine yet to be expanded to had a lot of equipment moved over. Doctor Fes had taken several treated eggs to experiment with trying to create a midpoint between the flat face and long face tari. Naturally flat face genetics were very dominant so would never see any long face traits show in offspring normally except for the deformed of priest caste. By studying different chemical effect on gene expression Fes had created a batch of three eggs that are if his research holds true create a in between of flat face and long face. 

	Fes "The future will be mine!"
	Guv "I have taken all precautions sir so we are not caught."
	Fes "Good, I would not like to be under house arrest... again."

[b]Orbital Station Kor-1[/b]
Radios had been buzzing aboard the now old orbital station Kor-1. Chief Scientist Yor was busy packing up research data into contains to load onto the reentry capsule that will launch from the old metal coffin of a station. 

	Grik "Are we to vent the atmosphere after getting into reentry capsule?"
	Yor "No, just taking the data of research with us."
	Grik "Though orders are to abandon the station."
	Yor "Correct though were to ensure equipment to be set on it to act as simply radio signal booster."
	Grik "A waste of equipment."
	Yor "Station old, not many useful experiments but our data on chitanite in space will prove useful."