The Unity

[Thyrzul]

Rousillon... It's been a month since Pierre been here. Of course, every month he comes back to hand over the reports to the Trade Division personally. This neither was different this time. At least he thought so. Paperwork. Pretty much of it, which he hated to do, but it was bearable to do once every month. He landed in the hangar of CLN Pamiers, got out of his Gecko, then headed to his small office two decks above. Meanwhile he tried to collect his thoughts about what to write in the report. Okay, so, first two weeks, until the upgrade of her, we scored about threehundre--

Gustave: Lieutenant, are you ready for a small trip to Curacao? It won't take long. I can guarantee that.

He didn't even get out of the hangar, General Mazuret himself approached him. With Commandant Simard, they were heading to their ships. Bah, paperwork can wait.

Pierre: Oui, monsieur, of course.

Pierre turned back to his fighter, hopped back in, ignited the engines, then followed the two other out to open space, then all the way to Curacao. During their way the General explained a bit about the meeting they will have, yet still not much, what made Pierre worry a bit. Meeting with a group called Cerberus. Who are they? Actually that was what they tried to find out. The only thing they know about that they hate the Gallic Royalists as well as The Council did. This could be a starting point, however Pierre was a bit new to diplomacy yet. He knew how to approach a royal, knew how to approach a merchant, etc, but this situation was new to him. He didn't know what exactly to expect, and this made him a bit nervous.

He knew Curacao for long, as it was part of his trade route, yet he didn't know it well, as the main commerce happened on the platform of Willemstad Centre, a planetary headquarters of the Orbital Spa & Cruise. The platform they were approaching seemed abandoned, empty. Perfect place for a meeting indeed, yet this emptiness just made Pierre more nervous. Upon landing he decided to secure the area, just to be sure. He took his sidearm and checked the vicinity. He heard the laughter of the General behind his back. You can read my mind. Then he saw why: the Commandant did the same as Pierre.

Gustave: Anyway, let's get going. They are probably already waiting for us.

Nodding, he holstered his weapon, but kept a hand on it. Both followed the General, who after a while didn't seem to know where to actually go. Once they reached a narrow corridor, the General stopped, saying they are there. Strange, a narrow corridor, no place to cower themselves if something goes wrong. Pierre got used to be prepared for anything and he just didn't like the place they were at. Got out his sidearm again, which the General responded with shaking his head.

Gustave: They won't be needed. We are already here, mes amis.

These words did not calm Pierre, he kept his weapon in his hand while entering the hall with the other two. The General seemed to be quite easy on this meeting, as he would been negotiating thousand times before. Probably he has, making him more experienced in diplomacy than the Commandant or Pierre. They approached the three delegates of the Cerberus group. Pierre took his gun away to greet them as his amis did.

Pierre: Bonjour mesieurs, nice to meet you.

The General offered seats to all to begin the negotiations.

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