Ouray Inn (iRP)

[Strobel]

Her face uncovered a smile as Ronnie was talking, did he really believe she haven't thought about the Navy chasing a battlecruiser that's being used against Liberty? Either he was underestimating her badly or with every scar in his face he lost at least a quarter of his brain.
Crossing her arms in front of her chest she began talking again. "I'm not quite sure if you think that I'm nothing but stupid of course the Navy and the LSF would be all over the place if somebody would send a LABC against their forces."
Her hand went through her hair as she paused for a second. Somebody new was heading to the table and she wanted to get a closer look on that woman. It seemed to be the one Lancehead was talking to earlier about her Li-117 and eventually she found out it was that person.

"LPI," she responded to Rattler. "Hell no, even if I worked for the republic I wasn't contracted by a corporation. I always liked to think for myself. Yet I'm the one whose bomber you probably were searching for some gizmos. Don't think you found some, right?"

Her view fell back to Lancehead who seemed to be thinking about something.

"Well, speaking of somebody who might be capable to steer the agency back to something that does not poses a threat to the republic and the people itself I know somebody who would be perfect. But by now it's not the time to think about successors, right?"

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