The web was down the satellite buoys did not connect. This worried the Illuminati; they sat in an oval room on the planet Tagi-4, to discuss that. The Messenger sat on a stool against the wall listening to the debate on monies to repair and cast out more satellite buoys to increase the speed of messages across the galaxy.
He crossed his arms over his chest, leaned back and let his eyes roll into the back of his head. He knew the debate could last for hours and that each in the room had their own agenda and corporate sponsor who wanted something. He was glad he was not in this debate. His job was to be a recruiter and messenger between differing positioning armies. He was the chess master of the war, not a general.