Risen

[Ryummel]

April 735 A.G.S. - Two days after the latest events in Gone

"Monsieur Bossuet, the transport is about to moor with Evron. He's being kept aboard the medical bay, as we have been informed."

The incoming Taureau battle-transport didn't seem to agitate the Council soldiers and pilots holding positions at the outpost located in the deepest spot of the upper asteroid fields in Maine system. The Royal Navy were aware about the allegiance of the population living in the station, but on the other hand the revolutionaries were aware about the unwillingness of the royalist patrols to launch an attack against their fortress.

"We will be safer here than in any other place in the Core Worlds." Thought the man who was addressed as Bossuet once he was left alone in the dim room, staring from the only window there at the transport getting closer to the station.

François Bossuet was on his early 60's, yet somebody could've said he looked around ten years younger if it wasn't for the gray hair that totally replaced the deep dark color over the last years. The role of CEO in one of the multiple small mining companies across the icy planet of Mayenne somewhat allowed him to earn the necessary means (money especially) to have the Royal Police making little to no questions about the many trips his personal ship did outside the lane network, before disappearing into any asteroid field. His ties with the Council weren't widely known at all, and he made sure that rumors about it were silenced as soon as possible.

The secrecy surrounding Bossuet was incredibly thrilling for the people that knew him in the mining company. But of course, this was something that Félix Giroux had been keeping for long twenty-five years for a very good reason.

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