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[darwinatrix]

This is Major-General Olivier Armstrong. If you can ignore the bevy of Imports wasting our time with their age-changing frivolity, I have an announcement to make.

It's no secret that whatever their other feelings towards us, the natives of this world recognize that we Imports pose a threat to them. For how could we not? We have powers they can scarcely conceive of, let alone match. Even a single Import could outclass a regiment or more of this nation's army.

Therefore, I am hereby announcing the formation of RISE: the Rogue Import Suppression Enforcers. We Imports shall police and judge our own, apprehending those among us who would prey on the most vulnerable of this nation's native population and passing sentence as necessary.

Those among you who wish to lend your aid to the RISE mission are welcome. I await your questions.

Comments

[slightlyoffchilt]

I hereby offer my psychiatric knowledge to the aid of RISE -- specifically, of course, for the purpose of judgement and sentencing. Often those of our number who commit violence are... Disturbed, and thus require specific treatments.

[darwinatrix]

Naturally. That's far from my area of expertise. My job is to subdue the rogue elements, first and foremost.

[slightlyoffchilt]

Let me give you my personal number, in case you'd like to contact me privately about any confidential requirements. Otherwise, what ought I do to register with RISE?

[darwinatrix]

You've already done it. I don't believe in red tape.

[slightlyoffchilt]

My! That was easy. [Does he find the fact that the Major-General is making Crane perform a dance before she considers his offer? Yes, yes he does. Deeply.]

Love the acronym, too. The implication involves not only self-sufficiency, but a set of standards.

[darwinatrix]

My standards are fairly exacting, Doctor. I trust you know that already.

[slightlyoffchilt]

We've worked well enough together before, have we not?

[darwinatrix]

That would be why I'm giving you less of a grilling, yes.

[slightlyoffchilt]

At least you know I can deliver.

[darwinatrix]

Mm. Anything else?

[slightlyoffchilt]

I think we're quite done, Major-General.


-- And congratulations. On your advancement.

[darwinatrix]

Appreciated, doctor.

Armstrong out.