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Itallitopian Office of Foreign Intelligence

Colonel Sanders sat at his desk sipping his can of Mountain Dew before his adviser walked into his office. He put his Mountain Dew can down to ask his adviser what she had for today. The adviser handed him a document, "Nothing really, just the Venicians declaring war on Cameot." she said as she took a seat in front of the Colonel's desk. Sanders looked through the documents reading up on the intelligence report. "As far as I'm concerned, it's none of our business as long as they don't interrupt our operations in the Itallitopian Bay." the Colonel stated as he put the documents down. "However, as they say, 'Si vis pacem, para bellum', if you want peace, be ready for a fight. Inform Secretary of Defense Anderson, but tell him not to do anything provocative, just anti-air systems to protect our assets in the bay." said the Colonel handing the documents back. The adviser took the documents and nodded, and left the Colonel's room. She walked out into the hallway before approaching what seemed like a central hub connecting the different departments of the OFI. In the center was a large globe of Strangereal, with the motto "The work of a nation, the center of intelligence." being imprinted on the bottom. She handed the documents to the front desk. "Inform Secretary of Defense Anderson about the current situation, and prepare some defenses, but nothing provocative just in case." she told the lady in the front. After that, she began to prepare to get off work in a few minutes.