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[center][h1]Aboard The Va[/h1][/center]
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It had taken hours to evacuate the planet, and a couple of losses, but they had finally managed to pull it off. Everyone, so far as he could tell from the various readouts hovering in his field of vision, had been moved off-world and into the Assimilator or the nearest available ship. As such, when the opportunity to send a message to the galaxy came around, Yiithren felt that it was only appropriate he but in his two cents on the matter, and maybe help undermine Anubis position in the process.

The mad god was, after all, the one foe they all had in common.

"If I might suggest something," Yiithren said, activating his ships coms, establishing a link to those currently onboard the Tantive IV. "I vote we send a message that undermines Anubis standing in the galaxy. More specifically his self-proclaimed godhood. Perhaps through a clever lie involving the Assimilator in conjunction with the storm, or something similar."

He steeples his appendages beneath his beak.

"Anything really, so long as it reduces peoples fear of what he [I]could[/I] do, or what godlike powers he [I]might[/I] have. I admit it is a dangerous idea, and one that could cause the galaxy to slip into a state of relative apathy, but in my mind Anubis-god or not-is only as powerful as those beneath him. To put it another way, if he has no followers, then he has no infrastructure. No empire. No empire and infrastructure means no ships, no military, no conquest."