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Code testing.....
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Entry number 249
?.... :As expected, those upstairs were not pleased with this new failure and they made their displeasure known. Once again they have threaten to cut our avenue of resources as-well as severe cuts on the personnel, however they have ventured too far to go back now to truly go through that. The probably that they would regardless of reason is below 30 %.
?.... : However, that does not mean that they are not wanting to replace me, the nerve of those men to whisper as if I was not in the room. Bankers and politicians should not have a say in science. For now I am forbidden to "participate" on the test of the materials, an obstacle, but not one that I was truly bothered.
?... :The rebuilding process of the magnetic volumetrix-A bygroup two-Bis underway, the time gap between its conclusion however its unknown.
?... : The next shell must be more robust than the latter and they still are not aware of what caused the problem apart from it ending as nothing that molten goo, I have heard that those fools are already going insane scratching their heads about this conundrum. It serves them well for making my work harder than it had any reason to be.
?... : A.N. Signing out
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Koldarrd did not know what to think about the current situation of things.
Nothing.... "bad" was going on in his near and close by vicinity. No, not at all, much to the contrary as a matter of fact. Though perhaps that would depend on the eyes of the onlooker.
There were no fires, no great cataclysm and no more assassination attempts on his person and even the world seemed to shine bright while the birds were ready to sing his name.
Servants whispered and greeted him with respect and tried not to worm their way out from his presence like they would do from the Master of the House or Arisha.
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