Toledo Lounge

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"I hear you are having problems with The Bubble?" Boehme began. She lived inside it most of the time.

"Not here. Too may ears." Takuma cut her off sternly.

"You need to relax more. There is no need for exclusion principal in this territory." She brushed aside his bravado.

"Since you love it so much would you like a decryption of the pulse flash transmissions I intercepted?" His response was filled with ice.

"Good point." The question was rhetorical as she had already read the decrypted transmissions. "Does this mean the break is more mission than relaxation?"

"It always is Liz." Takuma took a large gulp of the liquid from Boehme's bottle out of his glass and his expression softened.

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It's not a conspiracy, it's localised bias. They're not intelligent enough to form a conspiracy.