Both the Speaker and Eto rose an eyebrow at the idea that Terminals bore less relevance than Aracadia itself. The only reason they could travel through universes and end up in such a predicament were because of these very cursed items. The Outliners saw them as a number one priority, though they wouldn't insist much on it as it seemed unwise to orient their enemies' attention to what they truly seek. They did have ideas on how to limit it, however most would quickly be veto'd by every faction involved. As such, they couldn't really limit the usage without reverting Arcadia into turmoil once more. Eto would throw a wave of dismissal and simply let that one go by. They could focus on the Terminals by themselves.
Though with the issue of Terminals being left aside, only one other subject of interest would be invoked in which someone like the Speaker would be more qualified to discuss while Eto continued with her destabilization tactics. Heck most of the attention would be centered around this maddened King that led a group of vicious cannibals for over a decade.
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Scaaaarrrrrrryyyyyyy!~"
She chimed while laughing at Qeresh's attempts at intimidating Eto. She frequently had herself bifurcated and shredded, it wasn't a bunch of archaic-looking talking dongs that would make her bite her tongue. Nonetheless, she seemed to remain rather playful toward the Goa'Uld, unlike the Conqueror where she'd be completely liberal on the taunts.
The half-ghoul was raise her small hand before waving it to gather the members' attention.
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I vote for the Goa'uld to have half of Arcadia~ I'm sure my associates would agree!"
They didn't say anything, but now it seemed Ba'al's empire had some sort of legitimate backing from the Outliners all of a sudden. It wasn't a bad idea actually, give the not-so relevant group most of the land while competing with the stronger forces, and quickly the battlefield is trimmed of excess fat. It wasn't guaranteed this would lead to anything, but it wasn't like the Outliners were losing anything.
When the subject of space was mentioned, the Speaker would take over, considering ADVENT was the best qualified to address this.
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We recommend limiting progress within this cosmos. While we can surely discuss the fleets occupying the Orbit, the Dark Outliners suggest we temporarily suspend any intergalactic approaches. At least until certain threats can be collectively ruled out."
A more sound mind that resonated well with the Outliner agenda. One not to tamper with what they had not at least tested thoroughly by fear of what could come out of such an extreme unknown. For now they could stay content with the airspace attributed to their territories which also translated to their space in orbit. The Outliners did not care, however as they had appropriated themselves a monopoly in the skies until now, despite Nova's destruction of their first 'mock fleet'. They were going to negotiate portions to keep observation capabilities to a maximum.
Then came Keith's turn to talk, and finally would they have a piece of the conquerors' mind. Eto would be the first, of course, to giggle at the requests made by the grand leader. The Speaker wouldn't far behind with a short chuckle while Tatara remained stoic as always. But Eto would seem to find the more 'reasonable requests' even more amusing. Her laughter was obnoxious, combined with an eerie echo emitted by her retracted Kagune.
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Wow ... You really are something. REALLY. What the fuck is this? Conablum labs? The subpar squad ADVENT asserted in a few hours and doesn't hold a candle to even these obsolete fossils?"
She referred to the Goa'uld while dissing Conablum labs to the fullest. She felt it laughable that an underling organization that straight from her grasp some how asserted itself as the sole representation of the Conquerors. What did they have that was new? This strange guy who grinned at her? She'd throw a wink back at him for good measure.
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500.000 residents? I find that a bit exc-..."
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Hah! You're deluded, Cyano. You're not getting any of those parasites anywhere. We'll side with any group who votes to exterminate any attempt of the sort."
Eto said firmly, clearly a bit annoyed that they were being taken for fools when serious propositions were being given.
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That will not happen. That is final."
Tatara spoke up, as the third point was announced. There was nothing else to say, as no one else would contest in the Outliners. They would NOT share their research, not when they were accustomed to the ways of Conablum labs.
The point of Arcadia-2 was being made. A dull stare formed on Eto's visage.
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Arcadia-2? You do know the Outliners have the only working prototype, right? Speaking of which, we can discuss its usa- ... Huh? ... Alright then. It seems you people will be in for a treat."
As she was about to tackle the Arcadia-2 issue, she'd respond to the message she'd receive through her ear phone. With such an eerie announcement, she'd grin as the world was going to witness something rather rare.
Within the Outliners' mothership, Oswald stood as the undisputed captain, with only the shadowy and mysterious figure sitting triumphantly behind him as the sole authority to his madness. A simple gesture was given to the man, one that would cause all the being in the control room to stand and glance in awe toward the supposed leader of the Outliners. They were going to enter Arcadia and pay a visit to this meeting. Whether the opposing parties would agree to it or not.
Bolts of peculiar lightning would form in the skies of Arcadia, about ten kilometers from the negotiation tables. Clouds amassed together to formed what seemed to be a 'super-tornado', one beyond any natural sized tornado storm that could be found on such a planet. The wind was merciless and the Oceans were chaotic. The mad weather would even make its way to Canada for our friend in Winnipeg to relish.
Eventually, from the eye of the storm, a massive portal would take form, one much large than any Terminal could ever produce. It would be only a minute later that a country-large ship would make its entry into Arcadia. A Temple Ship, albeit far different from the design used by the Ethereal Aliens. It it was giant and could easily lay was to multiple infrastructures by simply running over them. But it stayed still, posing absolutely no threat whatsoever.
When the portal would close, every participant in the room would notice that a new ship had boarded the Outliner docks. And it seemed to hold quite a few lifeforms, two of which were far different from the readings even entities like the head Ethereal or Cyano would give off. They were particularly strange, as if they belonged to an entirely different and incomprehensible dimension.
One of these figures would start to approach the meeting table while the second slowly followed through. Most of the members gathered would be able to see Oswald Mandus making his entry, being one of these two 'otherworldly' entities. The other would slowly making out of the ship, their footsteps louder than the thunder storms caused by the entrance of the mothership. The suspense was big for those who long anticipated the reveal of the Outliners' leader. Attempt at cheating with cameras and such would be immediately dismissed by the bizarre energy emitted by that dark entity.
Even Eto wasn't entirely sure as to what their leader would actually make an appearance. Perhaps it was time all the leaders were to be known? Or was it to push this meetings purpose and importance to a whole new level? In any case, one thing was for sure, the Outliners were fully aware that such a grandiose appearance would warrant the attention of all the grand leaders, no matter how busy they would be.
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