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[center][h1]The Resurgence[/h1][/center]
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[b]Location: Resurgence - Briefing Room.[/b] [center][b]Star Date: Unknown.[/b][/center] [right][b]Communications: All species onboard the Resurgence.[/b][/right]

Yiithren and his group looked around the room nervously as negotiations seemed to creep closer and closer to an all out fight. While no stranger to war and capable of holding his own, even Yiithren knew that should someone start firing, the chances of them making it out alive were next to none. Especially with these Zerg sitting in the same room. 

The more he looked at them, the more he was reminded of the creatures his people had encountered on isolated hive worlds back when they were just beginning to rediscover the galaxy. He would not be openly hostile towards them though. Not yet anyway. Hive mind like they may be, but it seemed as though they were subject to their Broodmother. Which meant they could be reasoned with.

He just had to keep them from feeling threatened enough to attack. 

Something a certain Terran general was making [i]extremely[/i] difficult.

"Look-" Kurqruik said, addressing the room at large as she stood up from her seat. "-fight this empire or don't fight it. It doesn't really matter. What [i]does[/i] matter is getting back to our home universe's. And we can't even begin to do that if we just sit here bickering and casting blame for old wounds that have place in this reality." She finished, shooting a cold glare at both the armoured commander and the Zerg Broodmother before returning to her seat.

"My first mate is right." Yiithren said, glancing at her with one pair of eyes while the other pair watched the rest of the room. While it wasn't the most diplomatic way of getting these two to resolve their differences, it was a way at the very least. "Whatever issue's you have with each other need to die for the betterment of us all."