A Kingdom of Iron Oxide

[Wulthus]

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"-A simple name would suffice. That's all I asked for."

Attu leaned forward and continued his meal, interrupting it from time to time to speak.

-"Reminds me of what we had Munich. Minus the radiation."

The man quickly glanced at the portable interface on his left wrist, making sure the dosimeter's readings were indeed within the norm.

"-Remember the war? Our most esteemed New Berlin cirlce jerk would broadcast every week something about Libertonian citizens being kept in an absolute poverty, you know, trying to justify the invasion. Thought that was just bullshit, because who the f*ck believes the government? Guess they had a point. Just one. Oh, by the way. I have to admit your guys won culturally as well. New Berlin adopted your ideas of social policy. If you ever feel like taking a tour arround Sirious, go visit Hammersee. Same f*cking view..."

Attu paused his little speech to cut trough the harder piece of meat.

-"So, yeah. Can't say I'm the most empathetic son of a bitch in the universe, but I can relate."

The man got visibly more angry, as he struggled to chew and swallow the unbearably elastic piece of meet that he tried to cut just a moment ago.

"-At least your people have the balls to actually do something about it..."

Attu added after a long pause. He spoke slowly and quietly, clenching his teeth.

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