CDRE TAGON: As promised, General Bala-Amin, ten thousand ancient Oafan hulls, each one made from annie-grade post trans-uranic alloys.
battleplate: *printed* POPIGAI
BALA-AMIN: Thank you, Commodore Tagon. I see that someone has cut those hulls into pieces?
CDRE TAGON: I was told the U.N.S. planned to reforge them as annie-plants.
We saved you some time.
BALA-AMIN: Yes, but we could have learned a lot from the examination of intact ships.
CDRE TAGON: And instead you learned that we possess firepower sufficient to idly chop ten thousand warships into digestible chunks.
BALA-AMIN: *displayed* We also learned that our contracts with you need to be more explicit.