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[i]A monarchy, is it?[/i] Glaceo rubbed his chin thoughtfully. Unfortunately, monarch's had a habit of being like misers with their power. Most of them were like Lord Frieza, gripping power and authority tightly like a miser's purse and completely unwilling to relinquish any of it for any reason. So convincing a monarch - even of a peaceful world like this one - to effectively share some their authority with another, especially if that other was someone like Frieza? It wasn't going to be easy. If this were a democracy or republic, then Glaceo could appeal to multiple individuals in order to win a majority vote. Just how peaceful was this planet, really? One of the inhabitants spoke of not needing war for a long time. That implied a dark chapter in the planet's history.

"Ask for directions to their capital city, then take your leave. Tell them you need to report back to your superiors. They have no reason to try and stop you, but if they do, then deal with them at your own discretion." then Glaceo glanced up as Satay spoke. She seemed to be catching on to what made Glaceo so unique among the Galactic Frieza Army. That was fine, perhaps she'd find his leadership more favorable than that of Frieza. Either way, as long as she remained an ally and not a threat then he would not act against her in any way.

"Carrots make for more effective bait than sticks, my dear." he replied, then watched her leave the room. She mentioned being unsure about their ability to persuade, but did not divulge any information beyond that. Well, while he waited for whatever Satay had in mind, Glaceo began to put a plan of his own into motion. He briefly returned to his quarters and retrieved a simple cloak from his wardrobe. It was there when he needed to be more discreet, or perhaps move around without his lineage drawing unnecessary attention. He held the cloak draped over his arm as he returned to the observation bridge.

"Ready a landing pod." he told one of the officers, who saluted and then briskly walked away to follow the order. By then Satay had returned, and she wasn't alone. She was accompanied by something Glaceo could only describe as a clone. It looked very much like Satay, but it didn't seem as strong nor as intelligent. In fact it looked rather timid and unassuming. Not at all like something bent on the conquest of a planet. The clone - Mina, Satay called it - might be useful for what Glaceo had in mind. And like her earlier ability, Glaceo's only offered reaction was to mentally file it away in case such a skill ever came in handy in the future.

"That should do nicely," Glaceo said, lifting the clone girl's chin to examine her more closely, "yes, well enough. The two of us will be landing, her and I." Glaceo announced, "Once Arkos gets me coordinates for this planet's capital we'll be taking a landing pod there. I want to personally learn a bit more about this planet before we actually make a move. I'm especially interested in this monarch that apparently rules it, and whatever skeletons they have hidden in their closet."