Defenders of Justice

[Manticore]

Lieutenant Tanya Carmen
Liberty Navy First Fleet

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Tanya had gone to the officer's club entrance, but not seeing anyone out of place, she had decided to head to the hanger bays. The public bays - where freelancers, bounty hunters, and other authorized personnel were permitted to dock and rearm their ships - were only a few decks down.

She stepped out of the lift, blue eyes active and searching. Before they had even arrived aboard Minneapolis, she had pulled up the ESRD's dossier on this... Zettsu. Freelancer with a long history of bounties taken for the government of Liberty. Yet he was known to pilot a Rapier, the newest creation of the Outcasts. Tanya did not like that, one bit, and had advised Lambert to cancel this appointment. There was no reason to spend time meeting with a potentially dangerous person in the flesh, when a vid call would suffice. At least he had finally agreed to let her sit in as well.

Unconsciously, her hand drifted down to her sidearm, holstered at her hip. She didn't expect to need it, here at the heart of one of Liberty's most advanced warships, but she would be ready. Lambert didn't seem to realize that his elevated rank now made him a target for all sorts of scum and lowlifes.

The hanger bays opened up before her as she walked through a gaping blast door. A cacophony of noise bombarded her - rough shouts, the overlapping drones of engines cycling up and down, and the grind of robotic repair equipment. She quickly identified the Rapier, a blocky and vaguely menacing shape. A man stood next to it, wearing some sort of strange cloak that she thought was called a... poncho? Some sort of Hispanic thing.

Tanya walked up to him, looking the man right in the eyes - which were mismatched, one red, one blue. He didn't strike her as particularly dangerous, at least on the surface. Just a bit... odd.

"You're Zettsu, right?" She didn't wait for a response. "The Admiral is waiting for you upstairs. Come with me."

With that, Tanya spun on her heels and started walking back towards the lifts.

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