Si vis pacem...

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Annika nodded contently. So far, this meeting had gone much better than she'd anticipated. The contingency behind her wasn't even needed, but she still kept leaning against the freighter that she knew to be manned by Michael at this point. A light 'ping' in her neural net told her that he was in position and the hatch behind her ready to open, should she need to, but this was far from done. Instead, she raised her voice slightly, authority coloring it just as much as the slight danger everything she said carried..
"We don't care if you fancy yourselves to be gardeners, but don't expect us to join you in a conflict like this. Whatever quarrel you have with them is between them and you only."
She didn't mention that she was glad about how convinced the Unioners were about the Rose's weakness. Destabilizing the movement while robbing them of the other sect's support was a major part of her plan by now, and the truce with the people she was talking to right now was a step in the right direction. Sure, a deal with the devil, but at this point Annika was way too far down the rabbit hole to care. It did the job, and that was what mattered.
"There's one more thing. We all know how... Disunified your movement is. It's no better than my own party in this. That will mean that there will probably be tensions between others that don't like this agreement on both sides. We should avoid a conflict like that escalating into a breakdown of this agreement we reached."
She produced a datastick from... somewhere, the light grey metal standing out in the black carbon palm of her left hand like a sore thumb.
"The frequency to a neural net code directly to my office. Don't even try to crack it. Ancient tradition from earth, if you still remember your history. A hot line. I'm sure if you don't, your leaders will understand."

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