Absolution

[Sombs]

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The airlocks opened up and a gateway to Corinth was established. Ezrael swallowed, eyeing his crew for a moment. They were lined up in this hallway, 27 people, excluding himself. It was one of these times when they behaved like an actual disciplined military crew, not like a bunch of misfits that were just happy to live on a ship that didn't engage the first best battle they could find. "Stick to the plan. Don't provoke them, just do as they say and nobody will get harmed."

After that, he turned around and moved through the airlocks, approaching the silhouettes in the distance. Those were either the Zoner Security Check or the Order agents. There was just one familiar face out there. The Curacaoan headed directly towards him. "Agent Solandros, I assume?" he asked, extending a hand. As usual, Ezrael was unarmed, wearing nothing but his Apahanta suit and a leather jacket over it.

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