Defenders of Justice

[Manticore]

Vice Admiral James Lambert
Liberty Navy First Fleet

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Lambert had finally given up on gazing at the bottles in Tanya's absence, knowing that wistfully staring off into the distance was a poor first impression for an admiral to make. So he'd drained the last of his energy cocktail and proceeded to busy himself with his datapad - taking a apprehensive peek at the virtual mountain of neural net messages in his inbox. It was enough of a daily struggle to keep his head above water, addressing the issues that required his personal attention and delegating or ignoring everything else.

In fact, he mused, the only reason he was holding this particular meeting was because Davies had personally requested that he handle it. Ordinarily a random freelancer wouldn't merit face time with an admiral of the Liberty Navy, but the fleet admiral had been adamant that this be handled.

Lambert frowned slightly, lifting his gaze to the door. This whole thing was extremely unusual, which made him slightly uneasy. Sure, he was safe here, especially with Tanya in tow, but he hated that Davies seemed to think something this freelancer had to offer was important.

Tanya re-entered the officer's club with a brief nod to the marine sentry at the door. She walked ahead with confidence, forcing the freelancer to follow in her wake and keep up with her brisk stride.

She has a special way of making people feel welcome, doesn't she?

Lambert quickly sized up the freelancer, this... Zettsu. He didn't cut an imposing figure - black hair hanging halfway into his face, a slight slump to his posture, and weird, mismatched eyes. Tanya stepped up to the booth, then took a step to the side - allowing the man to approach.

The admiral put on a friendly smile and stood, extending his hand. "Zettsu, right? I'm Vice Admiral Lambert. Nice to meet you. Please, have a seat."

Lambert gestured for the man to sit at the booth opposite him. Tanya had conjured a chair from somewhere, and was positioning it at the end of the booth to sit as well. As the man settled himself, Lambert decided to skip the niceties and get straight to business.

"I understand you have something for me?"

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