Calm before the Tempest

[SMI-Great.Fox]

The calm within the air broke as the pressure mixed between the of the station as Brettonias made his way off his vessel, taking several steps into the docking bay of Mykolaiv and looked around. It was strangely quiet upon his arrival aboard a supposed research station, then of course his knowledge was limited to what was within the Grand Archives on Bonito. His personal detatchment began shuffling on in rows of two as Brettonias turned to face them. "Men. For now Harkim squard will be with me. Troy squad is to remain with the Maverick until I get back. No one is allowed onboard until then. Am I clear?"

"Aye Sir!" ,came in unison from the near dozen men as Brettonias turned upon his boot heel, making a straight line towards the nearest group of individuals he could identify as officers. For a few moments he spoke to them, one of them pointing the way as his personal hoverdroid looked around the small spaces."//Sir. Since we arrived, I have detected approximately 29.... 32 cameras to be watching our movements through the station. Are we not trusted aboard this station sir?\\" ,came from Naoko as they made their way still, his reply was mere silence until they rounded a corner finally arriving at their destination.

The disclosed conference room was brace by a trio of guards in Coalition gear, easy to identify that his requests for secrecy was maintained. Brettonias made a simple remark with his metal hand and a pair of his men continued with him inside the conference room, the rest of them keeping quiet as they stood adjacent to the doorway. Upon entering he was met with the sight of an unexpected filled room, giving a brief nod to his gaurds as the waited near the door. The room turned strangely quiet as he began to make his way to the front of the conference table, looking around the room a moment as Naoko floated beside him.

"Ladies and Gentlemen of the Coalition. I am here with the limited knowledge of only a few ears within the Discordian web. Our home in Eris's bosom is being threatened almost daily from the strentch of the Gallic Frogs and the sound of their war drums. I come to you today as a servant of Eris and ask for your help."

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-"If we do not learn at least one thing a day....Our minds turn to stupor"- Kyle Sparrgrove -2005

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