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"And you are...?"

Yellowed eyes stared out towards the man that entered with the small entourage; holding flowers even.

Of course, whether due to the state he was in, or just overall normal rude behavoir on his part-- he never shook the man's hand.

He wasn't exactly in a cheerful mood, but he wasn't being obnoxious either.

....

Even when Yaits mentioned the sword, the woman remained silent with her arms loosely crossed in front of her chest, staring down at the floor.

Special threads hold things together, especially when those threads are made from my body, you tear them out you die, you keep them you heal with power that is both my gift, and my curse. Did you think it was that simple, that someone so powerful as you would slip into my grasp and slip away just as fast. I'm not just some benefactor who expects nothing in return. I can hear you in there, I'll call you the second the voice, I want to know who you are, and where your intention's lie.




You're damn right I am, it was one of the most exciting treasures I have ever laid my hands on. I can even weild it now if I choose, and yet, I'm choosing to give it back. Maybe because I respect you, maybe because I fear you afterall. Possibly both. Yes, I have my fears, though I'm sure they are nothing like yours. Tell me, should we be allies, or should we be enemies.



Yaits snapped his fingers, an aide entered with a fany box in which the greaves, the bracelet, and any clothing that had remained on him were found, but there was no fang.

"These are the items that where on your person," Yaits said, "We did find a rapier like weapon boiling the waters on the coast of Leviathan Island. Anyone who touched it was burned."

It was a bold face lie, the weapon had been found stuck to Lucind's palm, and had to be cut off, her skin had been glued to it. Any one who tried to wash the weapon had been burnt by the handle, severely burnt. Yaits himself was burnt by the weapon when he attempted to was the hilt, but once he knew the nature of the beast, he adjusted his own powers to bring forth the fire of Ymir's bowels within his arm, that had enabled him to handle the sword without further injury, and finish giving it his personal blessing.

"Is that the weapon you seek," Yaits said, opening his ungloved palm to reveal a nasty second degree burn of rectangular shape, "It has quite a foul temperment for a simple rapier. If so, it will be returned once you are out of the hospital, and outside the city. Something that powerful, well, we wouldn't want to see anyone here get hurt, now would we. Although, it struck my fancy so much that I must admit I'm quite sorry to hear that it's yours."



"Latent, you would have died if you had stayed there, believe otherwise and you are grand example of a foolish child. The people you've lost contact with, there's always the internet. You'll be out of here soon enough, I'm sure you can find them."

"I admire you," Yaits said, and that was the truth.

"I'm going to make you an offer, though I expect to be refused," Yaits said grimly, "Most of the really powerful fighters, they preffer to be stand alone heroes, so the odds are against me. Still, I never hesitate to ask. How would you like to be a freelance agent for the Yaits Corporation, you can come and go as please if you take on a few missions at your leisure, and pass us some information now and then. I'd like to say I'd make you an offer you can't refuse, but I've been down that road before."

"If you chose to accept, we can expediate the return of your sword, as you certainly could not be considered a threat."

It seemed Yaits Corporation had gotten into the tool business, not just any tools, industrial tools. Helping the engines of mass production run smooth and efficiently. Especially high tech robotics for the latest industrial facilities. This was wear the company and city was edging in on Aekea's prime trade.

But, overall it was only a breif overveiw, and a good deal of the industrial and industrial research empire was keenly ommited from the site.

There were some rogue sites claiming that Yaits Corp was planning to break open the automotive industry with a new line of hybrid vehicles that run on high fructose corn syrup. Another site, an enemy of Yait's corp, claimed that Yait's had been contracted to develop new military hardware for the government, bombers, fighters, tanks, munitions and such.

There was even a site that claimed missiles were being deployed in Barthavos. But that was all gainsay from unreliable sources.

Yaits Aerospace: Bringing you the world of tommorow, today.

It seemed factories in Yaits city were already producing aircraft, fighters and bombers that were supposed to be specially designed to run sorties over the Northernlands in the offensive against the undead. The web-site claimed only a proto-types had been placed in production, and manufacture depended on the will of the Gaian government.

Sven-5 bomber- A slow speed high altitude bomber somewhat modeled after the B-2 stealth bomber, capable of flying at over 900km per hour while carrying a massive payload. The bomber could fly 1200km without refueling.

Flying Serpant-03- A next generation stealth fighter capable of speeds surpasing Mach4. Incredibly fuel efficient and manueverable, this baby carried a payload of 4 air-to-air missiles and high intesity laser weapon to replace the outdated vulcan cannon.

WarSattelite- A spy sattelite that could also destroy enemy sattelites using laser weapons and even missiles, what application this had against the undead would be unclear, as the undead hordes weren't known to rely on sattelite tech. Still a prototype was under pitch to the Gaian military.

There were numerous ideas in development for sattelite parts and rocketry systems, most claimed for peaceful purposes, but almost all had dual use for War & Peacetime activity.

Plus, breaking into the aircraft industry, Yaits Corporation was now helping to design and manufacture passenger & cargo airplanes.

"Are you asking me to become a dog for your company?"

Straight and to the point, Vahn stared at Yaits with a little more cautiousness now. He was bereft to be reminded of his days in the corporate circle when running his clan's dealings... but he wasn't exactly a country bumpkin.

....


He was ina dangerous position... he knew that much. Far away from anything familiar, and still recovering... not too mention it seemed like they were more glorified hostages than patients.

But of course, no nervousness betrayed Vahn's actions or behavior. He was rough with his words, and careful with his actions for now.

"Someone might interpret that as moral blackmail...Preacher", Lucind quietly commented while raising her head to look at the man.
"Or that unselfishness is, against all public praises, not your maxim."
She almost made it sound like a teasing joke. But only almost.

Last night she hadn't only researched on the fight at the docks but also gathered information about the Yaits Corporation and its activity throughout the land. She wondered if it was plain surrender to personal believes in creating a better place to live or, as some authorities of politics and economy suspected, the drive to reach some bigger, hidden aim which required a certain amount of power in all areas of society.
It seemingly had started along the East Coast, but now this corporation also was interested in the oil resources of Guldor. How long would it last until someone high ranked proclaimed his veto or formed some kind of resistance on this continent? No profane revolution, but a combination of business tricks, economical allies and other means on the verge of being illegal.

Addressing Yaits, Lucind went on, a thin, yet not unfriendly smile on her lips and with her voice sounding otherwise neutral: "For someone who doesn't need to have more enemies, you're rather careless with plain facts and...'strategical' lies. But maybe I just don't get it what's actually going on here..."