Wrapping Up

[Toaster]

Olivia spun around to face the Alliance's leader. Her fingers twitched for her sidearm imperceptibly, a reflex she hoped she would one day be able to rid herself of. Being back in Liberty, she had a good reputation to maintain with the house's lawful elements. Being seen with a prominent terrorist - or freedom fighter, or whatever label he preferred - would only harm her efforts. But with lawful activity at an all-time low in the Kepler system, she supposed she didn't have to worry too much about being spied on.

"Cobra," she nodded a greeting, and gestured at the two mercenaries beside her, "these fine gentlemen are Blue and Beige. Former colleagues of mine."

She turned towards her two comrades and pointed at Damian with her thumb.

"That's Cobra, Liberty's top freedom fighter and Xeno." A hint of sarcasm inhabited her words.

Blue and Beige both raised their eyebrows, the former in surprise, the latter with triggered interest. Blue leaned in close to Olivia.

"You're working with terrorists these days?"

She rolled her eyes. She should have expected a less than excited reaction from the grizzled veteran, considering his rather violent past with Bretonia's own terrorist problem, the Gaians.

"I don't work with them," she whispered back. "We just had some overlapping interests."

Beige stepped forward, a wide grin on his face, his hand raised for a shake.

"Hah! It's an honor to make your acquaintance!" He blurted with a laugh only to be cut short by Olivia jabbing her fist into his ribs. "Okay, okay," Beige chuckled, taking a step back as he massaged his chest. Olivia glanced back at Morreti, her face returning to complete neutral.

"Some extra cash will help me sleep better," Olivia admitted. Looking over her shoulder at the two men behind her, she added, "And I'm sure my old crew could do with improving their pensions."

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Olivia Sable