You can't cut the past

[Char Aznable]

Deck 2, Oberst's office, Bruchsal Base, Frankfurt System
24/11/823 AS, 1353 Station time

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"You're kidding me, right? Valkyrie? On Bruchsal? And I just now hear about this?" Nika's voice was raised, angry. She couldn't believe how insult added up to injury. Her recent visit to the Sigmas had shown that the Squadron she had created wasn't nearly as successful as she had hoped it to be, and yesterday's victory over the Unioners had only worried her more that the situation was about to worsen again. Now she had proof. The Order, not only on station, but the Admiral's sister herself. There was only two reasons why she could be here, and both options made her stomach rebel. She fixated the poor Aktivist who had give her the missive about the Colonel arriving stationside a minute ago, about a day and a minute too late for her liking. She really would have to work on her network of informants if she was to become elected - provided that she'd survive the meeting with the Colonel, of course.

She walked through the station's floors quickly, dodging people and obstacles alike. Nika spent far too much time in this godforsaken rock full of constant whispering behind her back and in front of her face, although the latter had finally begun to subside when she'd gotten rid of Fuchs' influence a month ago, and the lack of the former worried her even more. She intercepted the Colonel about a minute before the Order agent could reach the lift that would lead her to her quarters - even if she had been informed too late, she still made a - hopefully successful - effort to look well-informed and prepared.
"You don't mind me showing to your quarters, Colonel, do you?", she offered, talking to the woman from behind, getting the greeting over with using a simple nod. "I'm aware the station isn't as large as Akabat's bases, but it still can get quite confusing at times." Her voice was kind, but it also had a questioning tone. This was her turf, and the Order showing up here without a warning angered her significantly. If this meeting had taken place somewhere neutral, she would have probably reacted a bit more careful and possibly even frightened, after all since about two months she finally had something to lose, even more so since... The news, but with the other woman showing up at what came closest to home woke her territorial instincts. And she would defend her territory, with claws and teeth, if necessary.