Originally Posted by
ThirdEmperor
[Meeting Room]
"Vell, that's funny." Picking up the remote again, the Candypire cycles through the channels. He finally stops on a feed from one of Mr. E's countless spy cameras, looking in from the wall around AMENside. The ground is scorched, the airstrip and numerous small buildings are nothing but stubs of stone and metal sticking up from the earth, but the eight-winged, arachnid central structure is still very much intact. "Aha! Seems to me ve have a base in Riverside yet. Vun account vhere you are wrong vithout question. For a second, I have already arranged the buyers. Vhat is to be done vith the people vunce ve have them, that can be discussed vhen ve do."[/COLOR]