Perpetual Commotion | The Santini Family

[Thexare]

As usual, the Santini holdings had been spared the brunt of the fighting between the Lance and the Ghosts. As usual, Emilio had been offered the appearance of power, in a position where he could actually use little of it.

But this time was different in one way. Though the Santini family always came out of past difficulties stronger for the challenge and, through Emilio's maneuvering, better off politically as well, he saw no happy ending this time. He sat in his office checking over all his resources, shaking slightly from the stress. Everything was coming apart. Suddenly, his daughter - the one that remained among the Outcasts - entered the room, with two words.

"Cape Wrath."

"I'm sorry?"

"Father, you're looking for a way out of Omicron Alpha. We can't go to the Gate, because of the Colonials. We can't go to Beta, because of the Gas Miners. And we can't go to Liberty because some drunk Rogue might get himself killed. By me."

"And the business?"

"Santiago. He can protect himself - a lot better than you can, incidentally - and he knows how we run the plantations."

Emilio sighed. He knew she was right, but why did his children keep getting thrown into the line of fire like this?

"And what about you, Tiana? Why do you want to go with us? We've all got more than enough money to just stay out of this, maybe I should've never been pulled into the Council all those years ago..."

"I have... plans. They involve Cape Wrath. If I tell you more, you'll try to stop me. Just get mother ready."