“You have a choice of course,” the Gaea Prime Diplomat said semi-insincerely. “If you want our aid, give us the rights to build an orbital Space Station, solely under our control, over
New Hope.”
“That violates the Halverson Accord,” the City Mayor said. “Perhaps there’s an
alternative?”
“Yes, yes there is,” the
Diplomat replied. “You can all die from the
Bugs; your choice.”
The City Mayor shook his head. and replied "We'll mobilize the Planetary Militia first. They'll handle it."
"Do what you want, just know it's your neck the people of New Hope will want when you fail."
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