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Jinzi nods to everyone and squeezes Meagan’s hand in support, and once they’ve all moved into the conference room and taken their assigned seats at the round table, news cameras set up on the sides to record this, they had to wait for Grinthorn to arrive.

After only a minute or so, the far door opens and in walks Cobb Grinthorn, World Government President.

Or something that looked like him.

Gone is the cigar and the too wide smile. Instead, the tall and guant man seems almost downright...human. He nods in respect to everyone and takes his seat, dressed not in his military uniform but a well made suit instead, cap also absent. His dark hair is styled well, and his now visible eyes seem golden, not glowing.

“I would like to thank the various representatives here today. We mark a historical day in Earth’s history, a day we join a much larger and unified Galaxy. My sitting council and various heads of city states have all signed the copy of the Galaxy Police treaty, setting Earth as under the GP jurisdiction. With that has also come the agreement of helping construct a permanent base for a local GP unit to be stationed here. Lieutenant Blizzar, as acting head of GP operations on Earth, your signature is all that is required to finalize the deal.”

Grinthorn signs his own name on the document and passes it to Blizzar.

“There is also business to be dealt with through the Saiyan Queen, Sarada. First, as requested, the remains of the dissident attackers have been returned. All remains are accounted for and signed off on. They await outside for your retrieval, your Highness.”
From an unseen corner, Cthylla watches proceeding quietly and observantly. For her, a seat at the table would be impossible.....nor would it serve her any good to be out in the open in such a manner. It was always in her nature to watch from a distance and interfere only when required to serve her purpose.

In this world she was the outsider now and forever.....seen only with distrust of her motives and disgust at her true visage. It was expected......disappointing, but expected.

Still...in this case, and outsiders perspective was what would be needed. So she observed from a place where she would draw no attention....scanning the room again and again with her expanded senses as the event proceeded. If something was amiss, she would hopefully notice before it became an issue.