You are brought before a door in a long narrow, dimly lit hallway. Unarmed and man handled by two massive brutes that almost fill the hallway like a sponge. One pushes the door open as they both shove you in and slam the door behind you. Vallery Rose Dubois is leaned against the far wall, hands in the pockets of her jeans. Her glowing eyes staring up at you as you're shoved in by one of the brutes and the door slams. There is an empty seat and a table infront of you, Vallery pulled her right hand from her pocket and pointed to the seat. "Have a seat, we have much to discuss." She pressed her tongue to the inside of her cheek as she waited. Wondering if someone would make her day by making the wrong move. A click could be heard from her left pocket. A clear outline of a small gun as she continued to stare forward into your soul.
"I'll sit, not because you told me to but because I want to."
As he dropped himself into the chair he continued:
"As for the gun, I didn't even have guns on my ship I arrived here in and you see me as a threat? Maybe I chose wrong for organizations to join if the leader is that scare of an unarmed pilot."
He paused.
"That being said I have a feeling I know why I am here and it probably isn't for that famous Gallic Fromagè and Wine."
Vallery smirked as she was given sass, another click could be heard as she pulled the gun from her pocket and placed it on the table. Spinning the chair around and sitting down in it with her chest to the rest of the chair, looking at Oliver silently for a moment.
"Been a little while since someone talked to me like that. Guess that's the Bretonian balls showing through. I had you brought here because you're of Bretonian decent and I needed to make sure you weren't a spy, a privateer, a loyalist. Something along those lines. I'm very much against being infiltrated. Can never be too careful."
Vallery had some red wine brought to the table with a couple glasses of the same type, pouring wine in both of them.
"So tell me, why exactly did you come looking for us. Angry at those Gauls that tore you to pieces in Tau-23? Or just looking for a new band of crooks to run with? Admittedly I know little about you other than what you showed up in and that there was a whole lot o' buzz in Tau-23 awhile ago. So why don't ya tell me a bit about yourself."
She pushed the wine glass across the table to him, before delicately pulling her glass to her lips and sipping it as she watched the man's eyes.