The Fontana Summit

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The doors slid open again. A tall man clad in a simple, unadorned anthracite uniform entered, hands clasped behind his back. Cold blue eyes set into an almost comically handsome face scanned the room, pausing once on each of the two individuals already present. An easy, charming smile, revealing perfect white teeth, split the man's face, and he gave both the host and fellow early arrival a polite nod.

"Commander Morreti. A pleasure to finally meet you in person." The man approached the Alliance's leader with an outstretched hand, maintaining his disarming smile. "Senator, Section 8," he introduced himself.