Pellets for Pelletier

[TheShooter36]

Melun Research Station, Ile-de-France, 25/06/743, 00:08 Gallic Standard Time

Jean-Michel approached to Melun after a short flight from Burgundy, Nevers, after putting his second officer in charge of the Duquesne. His request to land was denied at first, however after mentioning the name Julien Danton, a docking bay immediately opened, arranged in pristine condition for his fighter. The ex-GRI station was changed in design. Mostly switching to a brown-orange palette instead of royal blues and whites. Suddenly Jean-Michel's comm device made a beep. "Director Danton here, who are you and how do you know me?" The director, now working under OCI, furiously yet curiously said. "I am Capitaine Jean-Michel Pelletier, Reserve Fleet. I wish to speak with you, for a delicate matter." Danton was calmer, yet answers he was looking for unsatisfied, asked more things. "That still does not explain how do you know me, Capitaine Pelletier." "Vailiant." muttered from Pelletier's lips, which was enough to silence the director, now pale as snow. "I-I see...Mo-monsieur, meet me at my room, I will send someone to direct you there." Jean-Michel smiled. "Good. You learn." said to himself, after closing the comm device.

Someone came and then Jean-Michel followed the person to Danton's quarters. The quarter was a dual-purpose room nowadays. Both a meeting room and workstation. "Take a seat, monsieur Pelletier. We have a fine selection of drinks and food available." Jean-Michel took a seat, however instead of ordering a drink, nodded at the director to also sit. Director ordered himself a light wine. "You are...an associate of Commandant Vailliant then. I remember that one. What brings a Reserve Fleet captain to my office?" Jean-Michel did not say anything, but pulled a PDA from his inner pocket and powered the device. Opened a folder named "Seizure" and then opened a subfolder named "GALE". It had a schematic. "Now you know what I require." The director looked at what seemed like gibberish at first. Then realised the plans were in Hispanic. "Capitaine, how did you even acquire those plans?" "Salvaged from exploding bits of our enemies, Data skimming, combat analysis, enemy ship computers as a whole, you name it." "Those are Hispanic origin. Your way of acquisition involves Outcasts. However I have not heard of Outcast prototype armaments so far. They are more interested in making experimental ship designs." "I am not concerned with origin of those. I want those plans deciphered, reverse engineered and manufactured and the only thing I know is, those are guns. Do not even dare to decline this request. Otherwise you will have bigger problems than your little office. Outcasts are strenghtening their borders with us. So this project is paramount importance. There will be more to come, sooner or later." Director could only swallow his pride. He knew this captain fought for Council before the Assembly, and what he could do to him, with Vailliant's support, while being in an OCI base at the same time. He barely kept himself from shaking and just nodded, with eyeing the door. Jean-Michel nodded back and dropped a note into Danton's comm after reaching the hangar allocated to his fighter. "I will await them on Avalon."

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