The Lone Dome; meetings on the final frontier.

[Omicron]

"If only you opened your horizons wider, you would find that The Order offers way more honesty than redundant layers of security agencies, both overt and clandestine within Liberty itself. Unlike you, we are not mercenaries on payroll of some corporate behemoth. Neither we are knights in shiny white armors, bound to some fairy tale code to appease you.”

Valkyrie’s tone revealed the tension, seemingly disgruntled over attempt to mend their relations a little better. She stood up from the table, done with the conversation both in terms of agreement and with the talkers. Yet before each dispersed, each going their own way, she mentioned the last final message from The Order they would hear in this place. Detached as if it were not her exact words, directed at higher authority. Valkyrie did not held any particular distrust to the Captain, merely passing a warning.

“Remember that the peace built upon those old grudges and past mistakes can collapse easily. Remember that next time you arm the Core and come empty handed to us, our command will choose a solution with little regard to your benefactors.“

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