Sailing for Lower Tides

[Aazalot]

Aboard the Battlecruiser Perdition, escorted by a single Sail's guard, Voncloud was led to the room Massimo had set up. Inside was the usual configuration of a large table with spaced out chairs with no singular seat more prominent then the other. As he walked in the Guard turned and left, leaving him and Massimo alone. He spotted the little comforts that had been placed at the seats of the Corsair representatives. A nice touch he thought.

His attention goes to Massimo as he addressed him. The Corsair was nervous. Something Von hadn't seen before. A Nervous Corsair. Voncloud nodded. A lot of what Massimo said rung true, hostility's in Theta couldn't continue, but he doubted the inclusion of Phoenix. They had been invited before and refused. They hadn't kept it secret either that they were not the biggest fans of the Corsairs Either. So it was Curious to Voncloud why Massimo wanted them there. He knew what had to be done and he knew he wasn't entirely in a position to refuse either.

"I will try, that's all I can promise at this time. If they attend I will do my best to keep things, Civil. Once things are settled ill call for you as you ask"

Von went to his assigned Seat, a neural net pad had been laid out ready for him to send his communication, as well as a Cup of Tea. Once again a nice touch he thought. He considered what to say and how to say it, sipping on his tea as he typed out a draft. It didn't take long for him to find the words, maybe half a cup of tea.

Setting the pad up ready to record on the table, Voncloud recorded his message, with tea in hand, and sent it out. Sat down once more he held the Tablet to await replies. He knew it would go one of two ways. A quick reply as those looking may be scanning for his comm ID. Or no reply going along the lines of not negotiating with Terrorists or some such.

The answer didn't take long as those address returned the communication with answers Massimo likely didn't want, but more likely worse then he had expected. Though Curiously for Voncloud, Phoenix had said yes. Rather then call for Massimo he decided to head to the bar himself. Upon opening the doors he found there was a singular guard, who turned to face him,

"Are you able to take me to the bar? i must speak with Massimo"

The Guard nodded, First in acknowledgement, then in the direction to follow him. Walking through the corridors they ended up eventually at the Bar canteen part of the ship. Massimo sat at the bar, with the rum he had mentioned earlier. Voncloud turned to the guard.
"Mind watching me from here? Your chief here isn't going to like what I need to tell him" The Guard looked up to the bar then back to Voncloud and nodded, taking a position by the door. Von nodded back before he walked over to Massimo, perching on the stool beside him. The pad placed upon the bar he looks to Massimo.
"I sent the message as you asked, and i got replies rather quickly. But it isn't good. In fact its pretty bad. Other then Phoenix, no one is coming"
Voncloud slides the tablet over, for Massimo to see before adjusting his glasses up his nose.
"The Zoner's aren't willing to negotiate whilst you have me Captive, nor aboard a Corsair ship. And the other Corsairs?. Seems they have given you an ultimatum and expect you to comply"
Voncloud Turns on the stool, resting his back on the bar.
"I do have some suggestions. But this is your party. What are you going to do?

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