Defenders of Justice

[Zettsu]

He followed the woman and waited a few seconds for a follow-up, at least some words of greeting from the officer. "Good day to you, too," he said after there was none.

He felt slightly uneasy, looking into her cold blue eyes. Hm. Complete unlike her-- Stop. Don't even think about her. Just don't. There will be time later. Checking again if the package is secured under his cloak, he followed Tanya into the lift. While on the outside maintaining his composure, inside he was nervous. After all, he was just a freelancer, what could he offer to the Liberty Navy?

As they waited for the metal box to reach the upper levels, he evaluated his options. Sure, he hunted criminals. He gave intel to the LSF, as unknowingly some of them thought that "if he's flying an Outcast ship, he must be with us!". He looted rare contraband from a bad guy's ship. And finally, he had the Taimou. Rapiers were one of the most dangerous ships in Sirius and he believed that if Navy could incorporate some of the Maltese design philosophy into their own ships, everyone would benefit. Maybe he wasn't so out of luck.