//Station: T-Alpha-D-Gamma-7
//Conference room protocol: E-6638
(Atma Varven is sitting on the main chair most the others seem to be empty except for a few holograms which disappeared a few moments later, he sighed, then Reia enters the room...)
RL: Greetings Si... errr...Atma!
AV: Good day Reia, how are you doing?
RL: Oh just, the usual, sorting out meetings, ordering information, readjusting trading contracts...but...
AV: That´s not what you came for, isn´t it?
RL: Yes, sadly...there seems to be currently several small-scale wars going on in sectors G67-Alpha-U-13, G67-Epsilon-T-6 and G67-Beta-O-1 None of them are affecting or current daily traderoutes or the headquarters building site, but if the battles should spread we might have to move some assets.
(Atma scratched his chin...)
AV: Well, this is bothersome to say the least, or total income this year might decrease at this rate. We might need the services of the TMD quicker than I anticipated...did you...?
RL: I have given word to Doran and Lyra the Escort fleets have been sent patrolling and the security processes of trades and stations have been heightened by one level, furthermore the two homeworld Behemoths have been sent back, while ours are currently stationed at the building site of the headquarters.
AV: You have done well Reia, you may rest for today, I will handle the rest by myself.
RL: But I...
AV: You will need it, we might run into some issues soon, it´s not very probable but it´s better to be prepared and rest while you can.
(Reia looked at Atma, first frowning then she nodded...)
RL: Ok, in case you need any help you can call me.
(She turns around and leaves the room, Atma stands up and walks to one of the windows mumbling...)
AV: How long has it been oh Herald...hm... maybe twenty millennia?
(He looks at some of the datasheets he had in his hands, then looks out of the window again with a melancholic look on his face...)
//Closing protocol...
//Finished...
//Archivating data...
//Finished...
