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<span class="mu-b">”Look around you- the refreshments and gifts here? They are sourced from all different solar systems in the empire. You drink Vetuck grain wine. I'm sure you'll agree its got quite a kick- though this is the brew they make for children over there. The food is from the finest fruit orchards on Jaxt; real soils- not hydroponic. Fit for a King- from my table to yours. The data pads you may take with you are preloaded with an AI core assistant- just like a Jaxtian citizen has- Nan manufacturing. The ships in orbit and armored Enforcers that keep you safe are secured with Azurium from the farthest reaches of Andoen.
Unfortunately, the Swall have declined to fulfill our request for caviar.”</span>
You allow the mirthful laughter to fill the air, taking a sip of from your very fine glass. To the Supreme Ruler, these are but trifles, but for people like these, they could be life changing. You continue your speech of congratulations, assuring there will be work for the Blue Hazaar, and warn that laziness and idleness will not be accepted- as many works still must be done on this virgin planet.
You are now <span class="mu-i"><span class="mu-s">Sunshine</span></span>. You are a yellow Hazaar. Your real name is Hazaar-Swall Hybrid Subject Two, as your true “parent” is back on the Swall homeworld somewhere, sedated and silent. You are denied the Jaxtian tradition of having a family name, as you have no family, you are just a science experiment.
Listening to the Supreme Ruler speak so highly of the Blue Hazaar makes you feel good though. They are the closest people as to who you can relate; and you've picked up many work shifts just like them- to hear of the changes and rewards for all of your hard work is like a dream come true. You just so happen to spot someone else here too- <span class="mu-i">Yaun'Tul Scholiander</span>, the high ranking Blue Hazaar State Philospher.
“Hey, Yaun! Did you hear the speech? I'm so excited.”
<span class="mu-b">”Hmm?”</span>
“We're going to be allowed to stay on the planet! Can you imagine, my own apartment! No longer stuck in a communal barracks. No more back to back irrigation digging shifts! Allowed to buy our own food instead of the cafeteria. Aren't you excited too?”
<span class="mu-b">”Heh. You're funny, Sunshine. You don't even realized they've signed your execution.”</span>
“W-what? What do you mean!? We're being allowed to stay, Yaun. We have a home here!”
<span class="mu-b">”Home implies ownership. Families. Children. Continuous culture. He just offered you bobbles and trinkets in exchange. Do you think the Hegemony will allow you to breed here, silly yellow? I thought you were supposed to be the smart one. This planet belongs to the Jaxtians now- funny how we live longer, and yet they play the long game.”</span>
“You're being too negative.”
