Valdez puffed some air out with a bit of an annoyance - if Alfred wanted this much detail in her mind this interview was going to span an eternity. Errr, National Council is a plutocracy, it's made of rich and influential people, renown familias and such. On it's own that wasn't too troubling, it's a tradition in Malta that dons and such hold power and say as to what will happen to our Nation. The real issue that was so to say the final straw was the fact while our Nation is facing the Gallics in the Taus, the Corsairs in the Sigmas and Omicrons, the Kusarians from Nagano and the countless bounty hunters sponsored by the miners of Tau-23 and 37, the National Council was too busy to fight internally with the remains of a once great organisation that was their distant predecessor. Her gaze drifted to the side. Malta has a history of civil strife that sometimes turns into short and bloody civil wars. So while our Nation was fighting to keep it's borders intact these men did nothing but show off their influence and taunt the other side and it's supporters into a conflict. While all this seemed normal to her as she was born and raised on Malta she wondered what the man across the table actually thought of it all.
