[center][h2][color=39b54a]Eto Yoshimura[/color][/h2]

[@Pirouette][@Absolis][@Flamelord][@thewizardguy][/center]

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It seemed their little ploy to have as many negotiators as possible in the room didn't disturb the organizing party too much, nor was the comment on the arrival of their leader really seem to spark any issues. Perhaps the desire for such a valuable intelligence had more worth than any of their lives? The executives of the Outliners surely saw it that way, they would rather be killed off than to leave their leader exposed. Zealous? Not entirely, they were a lot more frightened by the Envisioning One's wrath than these phonies. To bring into that mindset would truly be a testament of what the middle ground organization had in store. 

"[color=39b54a]Ah, the Goa'Uld. As relevant as always.[/color]"

She threw one of these shit eating grins with one of these overly sweet tones. To make matters even worse, she had actually sealed her eyes as she uttered those words, a step taken to induce rage to even the most patient of individuals. Eto wasn't going to hold back, they clearly displayed their capabilities by wiping the floor with the previous Conquerors, just as the same Conquerors had done to the Imperium beforehand. The way she saw it, they were the ones with the most intimidating baggage. 

But that didn't prevent the Imperium from giving off this foul impression that they some how had some upper hand. Eto simply raised an eyebrow as he inquiry was quickly addressed, and the reply was as typical as they'd expect from the 'holier than thou' types the goodie-two-shoes empire was known for. 

"[color=39b54a]Not worthy? You break my heart![/color]"

She pressed her palm against her chest while adding ridicule to her tone. 

"[color=39b54a]We even brought our own boss, because you know, we're negotiating something [i]serious[/i]? And all we get is well ...[/color]"

She sluggishly gestured toward the representatives of the Imperium, as if they were mere pawns meant to insult the other groups that had actually made a legitimate effort to make this whole thing happen. 

"[color=39b54a]... Whatever you blokes are. Given, they're a bit late, but the hype is real, fellas.[/color]"

She winked, before the Speaker would set his hand on her's, indicating it was perhaps time to stop. She would chuckle before waving in agreement, considering he would be the voice of reason during the alien's absence. The details were being discussed and the main talking points exposed for the factions to engage with. Unfortunately for the Outliners, none really interested them, considering their unique means of establishing themselves in the planet. 

"[color=black]Thank you Sir Arus. We are pleased to be with all of you today to discuss these measures. However, we must be clear on one thing, the only currency that truly matters here is one we all seem to covet to a degree in which we all equally agree upon.[/color]"

He'd close his hands together before fixing the newcomers that had arrived at the round table. Keith, and the massive brute Eto recognized all too well. Keith would also be recognized due to his services to the Outliners, notably to infiltrate the Conquerors, during their time in the Outliner clique. With that short pause meant to acknowledge the presence of the most antagonistic of the factions, he'd finish his claim. 

"[color=black]The Terminals. They appear to be equally divided upon our three factions. A small percentage falling to the Goa'Uld and around 7% still scattered in unknown areas in the world. We must discuss limitations to their usage and perhaps aim to reduce their numbers on all sides. The more there are, the more other, less reasonable entities may accumulate these volatile tools. Do we not agree on this point?[/color]"

The Speaker was truly a reasonable man, and one quite efficient at conveying ideals. Originally designed to spread propaganda and appease the masses, he was the best for diplomatic exchanges. Though his somewhat lizard-like look did leave some rather skeptical about him. 

"[color=39b54a]Hah! You're Keith, right? I remember that guy behind you. So what's the deal? Conablum Labs is suddenly leading the Conquerors? I sense desperation ...[/color]"

She taunted them, all three representatives remained silent around here, although Tatara would be the only one to keep a perfect pokerface, while the others kept their head down. They didn't agree with her methods, but Eto was not going to let this occasion go by without making it clear the Outliners weren't going to be easy targets. 

"[color=39b54a]And I suppose your massive tin can of a leader couldn't fit in a Terminal's portal, huh? I mean I can get why the Imperium are doing it, they're too batshit crazy to know what's right! But you guys ... I'm just going to assume this'll be another Satsuki reign, huh?[/color]"

She scoffed, a venomous smirk on her face. Rattling the other factions, making them violent and prone to hitting each other in the end. This could only help the Outliners in the end. This 'peace' thing was indeed but a farce in which Oswald, her direct colleague, made a fantastic analysis on. She was going to enjoy this as they all parroted expired ideas that simply delayed the inevitable end goal.