An Amicable Meeting

[Liz Krest]

Damien's assumption about Liz's reason for not calling him by his first name was entirely correct. The two of them walked over and sat down at a nearby table, which the infiltrator - given the opportunity to choose his seat - chose, one that was as far away from the rest of the bar's occupants as possible. Only then did the Lane Hacker lower her voice and allow herself to address the Alliance Commander by name.

"Ah, yes, of course. I don't know why it took me so long to realize such a simple course of action," Liz commented, pausing for a second to slowly breathe in and out, "the attitude I take with most of the individuals I come across - be they potential victims or not - is very similar to your own. Present an... opening and observe the reaction to it." The Lane Hacker sat back in her chair and made herself comfortable. "It is rather curious to see that we have yet another unexpected similarity."

Liz was still unable to fully understand what the Commander's motives were or what traits characterized him. While it was at least partially apparent that she was now doing a good job of controlling her thoughts, she still allowed some of them to spill out in her speech, especially those related to her admiration for Damien's chaotic and unpredictable personality, which she found most intriguing and most interesting.

"I see the people here are familiar to you, Damien," Liz took an observant look around the bar as she commented, "are you not afraid of the rumors that might be spread about you being seen with a Lane Hacker?" The Infiltrator would hope that Cobra understood her use of the word 'fear'. He wasn't the type to fear anything and she was well aware of that. It was only used for lack of a better word.