Shooting Star

[Keller]

The drink actually helped a fair bit, he didn't usually have the opportunity to indulge a glass of something this quality, but it certainly made the weight of the current situation more tolerable. His communicator that currently remained in a locker after his arrest had beeped twice now, it gave a few soldiers on break the impression that Keller was quite popular, and upon checking the device out of sheer curiosity took note of the fact that his most recent communication receipts happened to be from women of repute. No doubt a source for future mockery. "I prefer service that involves military professionalism. I don't doubt Selim's ability to foster such a thing but the privateers are inherently odd and far from disciplined. I'll let the choice be yours, Commodore. Which would you prefer: service to the empire or this new state?"

Unbeknownst to Keller, if Elizabeth chose the former and happened to be the one to subsequently instate him, it would have been quite a remarkable coincidence historically speaking. It would be the second time someone like Dagon was brought into the fold by a Hall, perhaps the universe took pride in its full circles and poetic irony. Replacing the empty glass from where he'd taken it, he now turned towards Elizabeth expectantly, keeping indirect watch of Redmond as well.