Veuglaire Syndrome

[Keller]

Yet again, he offered her a handshake except this time the context seemed more official than the first exchange. She was being welcomed into whatever organization he currently represented. "Welcome to the Crimean Militia. You'll be tasked with killing all manner of Communists, savages, terrorists and traitors. If you choose to stay, that is." He was finished with his drink by now, handing the glass back to a stall attendant and turning around to face his newly acquired 'recruit' once more. "Your family, would you like me to try and have them relocated so that you can see them? If they're willing to move and stay with you on Exeter, then they can travel with you when you decide to leave. If that's impractical, then it's best that they stay where they are. Obscurity comes with a certain degree of safety." There were a few procedures he'd have to arrange, one of them was getting in touch with the Admiral and telling him that one of the more prominent prisoners would have to be listed as absent.