Back with the Bandits

[Wesker]

Alcatraz Depot; California System; Republic of Liberty

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Earning mid-life credit is hard, especially when most of the world thinks you're dead - and you need to keep it that way. The offer from Josie towards Anna caught her off guard, he was a Hessian at one point, but his reputation as a rogue made her wonder if she was worth the stress of hosting - even if it was in secret. As far as she remembered, Rogues were wild and unpredictable. Hessians were ruthless and violent, but they had a sense of direction. Every move was with intention; every outcome served a purpose one way or the other. Rogues? Well, to the rest of the world - Anna included - they seemed like people that loved to watch the world burn.

But, credit of this sort couldn't simply be turned down or ignored. In the future, it might make the difference between life and death; for Anna or someone else important.

The station's weapons were trained on the Odin as it came down from cruise speed. Its trajectory followed a similar route to the rest of the Rogue fighters flying in and out of the depot. Anticipating a hail, Anna opened a commlink, but the docking port opened before she could make a request. "Not discreet enough, I guess," she thought to herself as the ship floated inside.

Several custom border worlds ship designs made up most of the hangar, leaving the newly moored Odin even more inconspicuous than before.

A few people loitering around the hangar bay approached the strange figure dropping from the Odin's cockpit. Armor covered Anna's flight suit from head to toe; the helmet completed the outfit of someone who meant business. None of her gear resembled that of the collective Red Hessian, all that gave the strangers a relaxed vibe was a partially rubbed SOA logo on the armor's chest plate. But none of that was enough to let the feeling of caution pass, keeping one hand over her sidearm holster, she waited for one of the Rogues to say something - or try something.

Easy there big guy, if we didn't want you here we'd have shot you out of the sky.

Not here to cause trouble, looking for Hemlocke, Josie Hemlocke.

The female voice caught a few of them off guard, one of them even made a smirk. The mention of Hemlocke's name was enough to keep them from trying anything though, or so it seemed. Maybe he scared them all more than she did, didn't matter as long as there was no trouble.

He's somewhere inside, maybe having a drink, maybe not. What's your business with him?

Wanted to see me, so here I am.

Is that right?

All there is to it.

The tension between the band of Rogues and Anna was on an incline, her hand didn't dare move too far from the holster, and the rest of them kept their eyes fixed on her with no signs of budging.

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