The Verian   shrugs slightly....i am not  a Tech....But Calimite is  a world Much Like Uden..much like Earth and Asta  and even Bura?..I cannot say about the Colonies in Delta, I have  never been there. But  there is  a bounty of resources  on Calimite, and the people are  easy   to   join either side Though they are more Undenese, the Verian , pure.

Zob sighed a bit and went back over to the work bench, "Tell me about the Verian pure bloods that occupy Vera..." Zob then took a flask from his waist and took a drink, "You drink?" he asked the Verian as he got comfortable again on the chair across from him.
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  The verian  looked  at the  flask...it  depends?.. I can drink the  human Vodka  and whiskey.. but some of the other, I cannot.. Beer..interfers  with  my food breakdown.

 ..Perbreds  do not Occupy.. the live there.. it is our Home... It is  an odd  world  for some? it  his grey and black  and browns... sometime s purples?... the water  is think and  grey..but  quite tasty  for us?. Pure Bred  build  large  cities..it was  the  Great AlgA who learned of making...the Verian eggs... by using the Eggs, we  tripled the speed  of  young mods...and then AlGa  found out, from his trip to the sky, that the  eggs    could be blended with   DNA  from other beings... It would give us the  chance to breed on the  sa,e  level as  the Udenese... There were Mistakes  made to be sure..many on earth, I am told...when  peopel  thought  aliens where gods?..many..many DNA  swappings there...and? Of course?  the  abominations   that Lady produced  with the Human..I find it a good thing, they have the Undeneses , shifting skin... rather then the  grays  and Blacks of   the Pure Bred  Verians..

Zob gets a small dixie cup and fills it with a nice burian whiskey and walks over to him, "Open up..." when he opens his mouth he gives the shot to the Verian before sitting back down, "I do believe in honor amongst enemies and that's why we are even having this conversation... but please do not insult them by calling them abominations... i find it funny you refer to mix blood as abominations but mixed bloods of my race like me are genetically superior in every way and that's just a fact" 

 The verian   swallowe the  drink...that is a godly drink.. if  we    take Bura.. I will ahevb to gather some bottle.

 he nodded   about the others,It is hard to to try an remember... you see? when tehr eis   the mixing of the DNA.. the  mods  are tested to make sure they are not  a weaker  for on Verian?  The female male Shadow?... she was deemed unfit by the department of  Race  Patterns? They could not   fix  what was  wrong... she was not scraped because  of  her  'Father'  and his friends...I think now..since verians no longer  need the APF, that if  either one is captured, they will be taken apart  for   study,a nd  maybe  some of thier   DNA  sued  ?.. I am not a tech... The  Little one? whatever  reason he was not sent to  vera?... Saved his life... I can say, with out much doubt, they would  have  tested him until  the light  burned out in his  heart.. If you  excuse  one, who has not been around very many aliens? I cannot  understand  who teh Little one Seems to have such ..position ...here?... I know he was given the bname of Ambassador?.. But...it has to be more then that

Zob chuckled as he took another sip of the Burian whiskey, "Unfortunately there is no if... cause it will never happen it is for the best to come and accept this fact now, as for the 'little one' you speak of he has earned his place here through trial of arms and has proven his valor in combat time and time again that is why"

Zob was feeling a bit charitable and gave him another shot of the burian whiskey cause he knew when Shadow arrived down here it was gonna be absolutely horrific, "You folks made a really big mistake turning your back on the APF but its not me that has to live with those consequences that's Adems problem... its a shame really cause many people will die for it but it is what it is i suppose" he said in a rather nonchalant manner.

Zob then leaned forward a bit, "Let me tell you some harsh truths here, when the empire does consume your people and they will eventually, they will destroy your precious bloodlines by murdering the men or turning them into slaves and all the women will become breeding stock for the demons and will use your egg breeding to mass breed hybrids... your young will be served on platters and eaten by the officers of the empire as a delicacy... i know this cause its happened before... Qer La Kal is nothing if not predictable in her patterns she is my sister in law after all"

..from what i understand?... Verians  not  not very tasty.. Thouhg, i should think the Udenese  might be, with that  'human like ' skin..... Did you know there  are Undese 'sanri"..very disturbing  to see them..I can only imagine  what they would be like in combat

  ..would not  not , have been better  served, being a  Vicroy or somehting  for your sister in law? perhaps   holding sway of the Astra, or  Bura?

Zob simply shook his head, "What they do not eat they enslave, neither the pure bred Verians or the Udenese are safe in this... they will come to understand there mistakes in due time"

When he heard the Verian mention that he should of been a viceroy he just shook his head, "If things didn't happen the way that they did a few thousand years ago that may of been a actual possibility but she drew first blood and killed my spouse and children cause she wanted to know the secrets of taming the pirlocs of Hel... luckily for your people she never got that information... when this war is over the mantle of high king will be mine if i so choose, and if i take it i will reshape the demons under the banner of the APF" 
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  The Verian  sorta  sighed a Metallic sigh,one must wonder  what  The BAlck will look like after the  war. what races will thrive, what races will die.....will vera  even be there?

Zob shrugged, "It all depends if Vera can understand there mistake and correct it before it's to late... but I'm not gonna tell you how to run your world"

He then glanced towards the door then back to the Verian, "Once the human Shadow gets here our little civil discussion will end... as well as your life most likely and it's not gonna be pleasant, I've seen him do things that would make the most hardest of demons cringe in fear..."

 The Verian nods  slowly,we have heard tales..mostly about his flying..some say he comes int eh night, like his name?... I do not know why  he would treat me thus ...I was just  following orders..after all...

Zob gave him a dissapointed look, "Nobody is blaming you for following orders but after a while you need to think for yourself if this was really a good idea... I mean you come in with a boarding party lead by a traitor and you hurt his close friends and insult his kin to his face by calling them abominations"

He gave the last of the flasks whiskey to the Verian to drink, "You should of chosen your words more carefully"

  The  verian  gave a stiff not  as he sipped from the Flask,..perhaps?..but.. i was  brought up the way i was brought up.. I am sure, there are  beings that crossbred  with Demons, that you might  find offensve?

Zob smirked, "Me personally... not really but i don't speak on behalf of other demons and the noble houses, if you aren't born from a noble house you are a low class citizen and service in the empire is a way of gaining prestige for a better life, I'm not to big into the whole genetic purity ordeal but there is specific races i find rather distasteful as a whole such as Creshians they are true abominations of the black i wouldn't mind seeing eradicated" Zob knew it was getting down to the letter he twirled the demon combat knife in his hand he would soon have to go to work on him.
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Zob then patted the Verian on the shoulder, "Unfortunately its time for us to say goodbye... i did enjoy our conversation though but its time for me to... follow my orders" he then walked over and grabbed a sack and a from next to the workbench and emptied it out on the table and then walked back over to the Verian and placed it over his head.

After that he socked him straight on in the face before escorting him back to SEC so Lilit can has his way with him.

-----> To Sec

----> From tech labs with minigun

After scanning his card he entered inside the black hanger and went over to the work bench he notice the chair the Verian was sitting a day or so ago was still where it was last time... the room smelled of faint sweat and blood.

After a few adjustments Zob set up a bunch of targets he then went back to the work bench and strapped on the minigun after taking one last look at the targets he spoke quietly to himself, "Lets see how well it works" he then spun up the barrels and in mere microseconds the rounds began to fly as the targets were eviserated torn apart sending wood and other random debris flying all over once he was satisfied he decided that leaving the weapon here was the best choice for the time being before heading out to the rec sec to meet his new ammo handler that had been assigned to him.

-----To rec dec

——> Hangar Dec

After a brief pause to hand in the gun and boot knife she’d relieved from Abby to whoever was on duty at the QM’s cage, Harry would continue walking to the back of the stores where the door to the Black Hangar was. Pulling the black key card from her pocket Harry would let herself in and after switching on the lights would lock the door behind her.

She would take a moment to appreciate the quiet solitude of The Units “secret” headquarters before letting off an ear splitting scream that seemed to echo around the hangar’s interior before then dropping to her knees, putting her head in her hands and sobbing her eyes out.

Curled up on the cold, hard dec of the Black Hangars floor Harry had laid there sobbing until her tears had run out. At which point she had simply laid there staring at the wall, wondering what it was she'd done to deserve such repeated betrayal at the hands of those she'd dared to trust and care for. To have the agonising pain of having her heart torn from her chest and stamped upon again and again.

After a while she would gingerly pull herself off of the floor and in a zombie like stat wander over to the small kitchen that sat within the hangars corner, although perhaps kitchen was perhaps too grand a term for the kettle and microwave used to warm up leftover pizza. It would take her a little while but eventually she would locate what she'd been looking for lurking in the bottom of one of the lockers. Carrying the half bottle of whisky over to one of the beds she would sit down on its edge and raise the bottle in salute to the pictures on the far wall "to those that have gone before us, don't wait for us" she said in a hoarse voice before drinking straight from the bottle. If nothing else she could at least trust alcohol to do what she wanted it to do.

 Harry's Comms will begin to ring from an incoming urgent call.

By the time her comms unit started to buzz, cutting off the loud music she'd been listening to, Harry had drunk most of the remaining whisky "oh will you fuck off!" she snaps at the comms unit, however when it became apparent that profanities wouldn't stop the irritating buzzing she would get up and walk over to where she'd left her comms unit on a workbench. With an irritated growl she'd pick up her comms unit and briefly glance at the caller ID before answering "what do you want?" she asked in an annoyed voice, her words slurring ever so slightly from the whisky she had, and was continuing to drink.

 Lizzy answers back," Harry it's Lizzy, where are you they need you in SEC, are you okay, have you been drinking?"

Hearing Lizzy’s voice on the other end Harry would chuckle drunkenly as she replied ”Fuck em! There’s only a problem because those bloody Gava decided to stick their oar in! As far as I’m concerned it’s their problem now...I meanwhile am going to have a little party in my private clubhouse” she said pausing to take another drink from her bottle of whisky. By this time Lizzy had asked if she was drinking prompting Harry to angrily snarl ”go to hell Liz! You’re not my god damn mother!...not that she ever gave a shit about me anyway...” she said before lapsing into a troubled silence as images from her childhood came rushing back at her and how it was all probably just a lie.

 Lizzy let Harry lash out she could feel Harry's pain, yeah Abby was a sister, Lizzy had her Father. Lizzy knew she was drinking, so Lizzy knew reason wouldn't work," Harry you know I care about you, I will always be there for you. Let me help you like you helped me with my Father, if it wasnt for you I might have walked out of the stasis field . You where there when I needed you, let me be there for you. Where is your little private clubhouse Harry please let me help you, we can get through this together and you can trust me, and you know it. Please harry where are you.

"Trust you? Why the fuck should I trust anyone?!" Harry snapped back as tears once again started to slowly roll down her cheeks, her voice dropping to a pain filled whisper as she continued speaking "nah....I've already made that mistake far too many times, I'm not getting stabbed in the back again, it's not fucking happening...not again..." her voice once again drifting away into another troubled silence only to be broken by her quietly chuckling to herself "Besides, there's no point in me telling you where I am, because you can't get in anyway...it wouldn't be much of a club if anyone could just wander in now would it?" she said before draining the last of the whisky in a single mouthful.

 "On Comms"

 Lizzy listened, Harry fell off the deep end and was in bad shape," Harry you know I would never do that to you, you know you can trust me, please invite me into the club. Well can I meet you somewhere Harry?" Lizzy was trying to keep her talking, harry might hate her for this, but as she talked she used her Comms to send an emergency text message to SEC, " Ens Lynch is hidden somewhere I can not get too, at least that is what she says, and I am worried for her safety and sanity, please track her and I wan t to help her, Ens. O'Conner."

 She sent the text message and then said," Harry it's me, I know in your heart you know you can trust me. Don't push me away Harry please I can't loose the only family besides Izzy I have, you are family to me Harry, you know that dont you, stronger then family, Harry lets just meet and talk please." Lizzy just kept her talking Lizzy really hoped she would forgive for what she was doing but Lizzy cared too much for Harry to let her self destruct she had to try to help her even if Harry might hate her forever. It was the risk she had to take to help her, Lizzy loved her, that is what you do for people you love.