First Baffin Zoner Zummit at The Zenarch, Malaclypse Freeport

[Enkidu]

Achille grinned mirthlessly at Voncloud, discreetly twisting the head of his cane as he did so. “Piracy in the Omicrons eh? It does appear that Zoner neutrality counts for little in these turbulent years; especially as our kind... well the Zoner kind...” Achille rephrased quickly; “...Are now considered major players within the sector. “To completely candid with you...” Achille leaned in, realising his opinion wasn’t exactly going to encourage respect if overheard; “I blame these blasted Nephillim contraptions that Livadia appears to flog to any member of the Sirian bourgeoisie without the slightest degree of background checks. And what exactly is their function?” Achille smiled contemptuously, disdain flooding his features. “As a colony vessel. Indeed, that was what they were designed for; as a mobile Freeport. Instead, every imbecile with the wealth to do it is utilising one as their own personal testicle extension. I’ll tell you...” Achille puffed, genuinely angry now; “It is more difficult for me, a Zoner, to purchase a Zoner capital ship than it is for me to legally obtain a ZXBT transport without being shot down at every port of call. Madness!” Achille spat. “Personally I’d scrap most of the fleet. Surely you must be aware of the difficulties involved with supplying large bodies of vessels? A logistical nightmare. Anyway...” Achille breathed; “I was wondering how such a... and please Sir do not take offence at this... a being as atypical as you are manages to become the head of OSI? Your biochemical genus appears to be... novel”. Achille pondered, buying time for the ultrasound scanner built into his cane to map Voncloud’s physical structure.

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