Stormclouds Gather

[Jayce]

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Wanting? Rather than being forced to fabricate his own munitions, the provision of fully-fledged, complete ordnance left the man wanting? Perhaps he enjoyed seeing destruction wrought by a device created of his own efforts, or perhaps he had a specific purpose in mind for those particular goods.

"Very well. I will endeavor to have the full amount of chemicals delivered to you, along with the Munitions. A gesture of goodwill." It was half-true, supplying the man with the liberated equipment was a token of apology, even if the apology itself was left unsaid. There was the minor ulterior motive, though. While her storehouses contained many goods that would see her imprisoned on multiple charges, none were so severe as possessing those weapons.

"As for requests..." Yolande pondered for a moment, finally releasing the Rogue's hand. She tapped a forefinger against her plush lips in contemplation. He had said 'personal', though it would be best to leave those requests unsaid. For now. "I would like to see one of your men return with me to Gallia, as a liaison between our two groups. A Rogue speaking to a Rogue over interstellar distances is typical, a member of l'Union speaking to a Rogue garners some suspicion, were the transmission to be intercepted by certain parties." It was the truth: while a Rogue in Gallia would be considered an oddity, it had happened before, as evidenced by the man in front of her. He'd rampaged through Picardy, drawing the ire of the Royal Navy, and the attention of the matriarch previously.

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