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People of Project Unification. We have fought, and worked, and struggled together, for years. But now, the organization is no longer needed. And I, myself, am needed elsewhere. It is time to go.
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Oh, you did not really think I am going to leave Earth and return to Geb, did you? Do not forget, I still officially hold the title of ambassador. I am simply relocating to an embassy constructed by ESUN in Brussels for this very purpose. Doing actual diplomatic work will not be very exciting for an old warrior such as I, but I have no doubts crisis situations will still emerge from time to time; and when they do, my Scaraber shall be there. In the meantime, feel free to pay a visit whenever you want. The building should be hard to miss even from afar; it is the one shaped like a pyramid.
If you feel like reflecting for a moment, compare the state of the known universe three years ago, and now. Back then, it was a hostile, unfriendly place, where all the races - Earthlings, Gebians, Balmarians, Wulgaru, Zentraedi, Vagans, and more - were at war with each other. These days, they are all connected through bonds of peace. And you helped forge these bonds; never forget that.
The time for the dance of death is over. Now, each of us will dance our own, personal, dance of our life. Take care. It has been a pleasure.
[Hetepheres' entourage - the various normal Gebians - gathers around and starts waving goodbye with their insectoid arms. Some of them are wearing giant foam hands to help with that.]
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Oh, you did not really think I am going to leave Earth and return to Geb, did you? Do not forget, I still officially hold the title of ambassador. I am simply relocating to an embassy constructed by ESUN in Brussels for this very purpose. Doing actual diplomatic work will not be very exciting for an old warrior such as I, but I have no doubts crisis situations will still emerge from time to time; and when they do, my Scaraber shall be there. In the meantime, feel free to pay a visit whenever you want. The building should be hard to miss even from afar; it is the one shaped like a pyramid.
If you feel like reflecting for a moment, compare the state of the known universe three years ago, and now. Back then, it was a hostile, unfriendly place, where all the races - Earthlings, Gebians, Balmarians, Wulgaru, Zentraedi, Vagans, and more - were at war with each other. These days, they are all connected through bonds of peace. And you helped forge these bonds; never forget that.
The time for the dance of death is over. Now, each of us will dance our own, personal, dance of our life. Take care. It has been a pleasure.
[Hetepheres' entourage - the various normal Gebians - gathers around and starts waving goodbye with their insectoid arms. Some of them are wearing giant foam hands to help with that.]
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Ah...well if only there was some way to easily do that.
[A small cough]
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By the way, someone seems to have dumped something behind you.
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I'll just...get it dumped somewhere else. Maybe into a pyramid or something...
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[With a flick of her wrist, Heph sends a business card in Willis' way. It's black and gold, like most Gebian things.
It also seems to be written in hieroglyphics.]
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[His expression to the hieroglyphics is mostly a confused one.]
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