La Gemme d'Istres Restaurant and Pub
Monte Carlo Station, Provence
11:45 SMT
23 Septembre, 824 AS / 740 AGS
He was sitting at the table facing opposite of her, she could only see the back of his head from the back of the chair. When Florence approached and greeted him, he stood up to turn around and greet her back. - Enchantée Mademoiselle. - What looked like a black haired head lit by ceiling turned out to be a lighter brown and shorter haired head. His face wasn't familiar for her either, he was not the person he communicated with over the Neural Net. He was not Pierre LaFlamme. - Je suis Arnaud Rouge, á votre service.
Quoi? - he couldn't help his cynism and a grin when seeing the woman's sudden change of expression from nervous excitement into a mixture of disappointment, surprise and distrust. - [Did you really expect to meet the leader of the Crown's greatest opposition without any security or countermeasure around him? You wouldn't be the first one to try baiting him into a trap, and I'm here to make sure you aren't the next one either.] - he explained. - [Do not worry, you can meet the General in person, if you are a good girl. Well, are you?] - he allowed himself a slight smile before sitting back down to the same table and turning completely serious.
Alors, asseyez-vous, s'il vous plaît. [And put that bracelet on your left wrist, then we can start with some initial questions.] - he motioned to both the chair on the opposite side of the table, and a bracelet on the table itself. The bracelet looked like a very simple one similar to those cheap rubber bands used for wrist decoration, although this certainly had some electronics inside them, bio sensors, and a relay to transmit data to Arnaud's WristPad.