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Tomioka | 20:20-20:40

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She closes her eyes momentarily while the couple ponders their orders, seeming as though she just needed to give them a rest. It might look strange to them if she doesn't put in her own order, but she knows that the staff have her order noted down. In actuality, she was covering her bases in her head. What she wanted to propose. To uncover, and most importantly, how to turn this situation in her favor. So far, she's presented things as flawlessly as possible, but they've only seen the surface. Things are much more complex than they seem. The effort it takes to shroud this place is no small feat. There's been a fair share of close calls to afford a life of luxury. Planetary patrols on the ground and in the air have been doing their job at disrupting planetary surveys of the entire region, but attrition is rising. Samura's endless attempts at progress cannot be held off forever. If anyone has an interest in supporting one side over the other, of course it would be Orbital Spa and Cruise. Tomioka is clearly capable of vast amounts of profit for tourism. However, it's too valuable to the Dragons to be reserved for such a purpose, not in entirety. And so, she begins to formulate her proposal. Having spent a couple of minutes in her headspace, her eyelids flutter open. They'd already gotten used to being closed. Today has been tiring, but now is the moment. Better to drop it now than in the middle of eating their food. Before that, however, a waiter came back into the room to silently deliver a beverage to Tsuya before asking Cait and Steph for their beverage choices. Simple water. Basic, but its power in refreshing the human body is not to be underestimated. She waits for the two to give their drink orders before starting.

"You've both made some intriguing choices. I can tell you chose based on what's close enough to what you're used to, but despite that, your options imply a piqued interest in Kusarian dishes. I'm impressed. Well... I suppose we should begin this discussion before our food arrives at the table, correct? Today has been fun, but there is no evading this. If I'm honest, these things always wrack my nerves as a new leader. I'm never quite sure how people feel. But I suppose I should take the lead, as the Shogun." Tsuya gently claps her hands together, ready to see how this turns out. Reaching into her pocket, Tsuya draws out a handheld holo drive. After having done some research on the model, she discovered these holographic projectors are modifiable. By reaching under the small table, which just happens to have enough space between its underbelly, the floor, and Cait and Steph's legs to not be awkward, she plugs the drive into the device, and presses the button on the center of the table. Instead of the menu appearing as usual, it loaded a large model of the very planet they're on. A green dot followed by multiple smaller dots of the same color appear on one of the landmasses, signifying their present location and Dragon outposts. Then several red dots appear on a different continent, their identity unknown but one could guess it to be Samura.

"So... As you may or may not have assumed, the green denotes the many Dragon outposts on this continent, and the red shows Samura compounds on their primary continent of operations." Tsuya points to the general locations of each as the globe slowly rotates. For a moment, she had a stern look when overlooking the Samura bases. Thankfully, we are on separate sides of the planet, so disturbances do not occur so frequently. To give a fair warning, it is planetary protocol to disable all lighting visible to the outdoors not long after nightfall. It's an easy tactic to hide our location, but you might be a bit disoriented. Don't worry, we have night vision goggles in surplus. Let me describe our situation. Ground and air patrols from our outposts frequently patrol this continent and beyond in rare excursions. The goal being to disrupt and silence any attempt to survey this region. Scouts 'mysteriously' disappear and military forces sent after them 'go AWOL' in the wilderness. A wise man would consider this a cause for great concern, but Samura seems too occupied with developing what they have to care. The Naval Forces have been relatively ignoring this sector for some time now ever since the Matsumoto was redeployed elsewhere. It's the prime time to strike, and I'm sure smart businesswomen like the two of you realize such a thing." She pauses for a moment. collecting her breath and taking a small moment to sip from her drink that had arrived moments ago. Even though it's just water, to Tsuya it's better than any of the carbonated junk that most people drink these days, or fancy alcohol that disrupts your mental state. Recollecting her thoughts, she proceeds.

"The reality of the situation is we cannot keep up this strategy without proper supplies to fuel it. We may be elite warriors, but we are not many. That is why we need this planet. It is absolutely vital to gain control of Tomioka when it comes to securing the future of the Dragons, and a new Kusari. Furthermore, we will remain in a deadlock indefinitely without new friends, allowing Samura to grow stronger while we become stagnant, and we eventually must retreat due to attrition. But with an ally holding the power to support us with Sirius wide trade lines, this result can change. You. With your expertise. Your connections. And your skills. You can bring something new to the table to change the course of history and get a piece of the pie while you're at it. After all, there is plenty of real estate on this planet... Let me hear your thoughts." She pauses to give them time to digest the information she gave them. There's still a good amount of time before their food is prepared. Can't rush excellence, of course.

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