The Black Swans

[Mel Rose]

"I see...," she drummed her fingers on the table, thinking about what the Xeno had just said.

The thing she was most concerned about was that investing her time and money into a station that would at all times be threatened by retaliation of the Insurgency would be wasteful. On the other hand, there was just a properly hollowed out rock, with some involvement from a capable party this could be a worthwhile endeavour. Perhaps not "the next Barrier Gate", Liberty authorities would absolutely not let the base live if they found it out.

Those were the two weaknesses of this entire plan - retaliation and discovery. What were the advantages?

Well, for one, she would have a spot to lay low when the bounty-hunting cycle was too hot - targets wising up to her presence and hiding in the safety of battleships and cruisers. Repairs - though she would have to find a capable engineer for this. CTE ships were not rocket science, but she was not interested in learning the details herself. And some security and luxury, not found anywhere like Buffalo, Ouray or Alcatraz, could also probably find its way to Fontana.

"It does seem like, for the moment, our interests in the matter are aligned. You don't want this place to be in the hands of anyone who can threaten the Xenos, and perhaps become something of a beacon for commerce, and I want this place to be running smoothly enough to be a functional safe house. I'll be honest and openly reveal that my interests are selfish here, but isn't the best tenet of capitalism after all that self interest of one is to the benefit of all?"

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