Devil at a Crossroads

[Noth Squadron]

Freeport 11, Station Block C, Level 7, Secure room 1

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Being part of Group-58 was no walk in the park. There was treachery to deal with both outside and within the pack. Some pilots wanted to take the reins and lead the pack to greater bounties. Ever since The Corsairs were discovered to have started nesting on Freeport 11, doubt had begun to envelop the minds of the few who could not help but spread this disease further. Why did a bunch of loose cannons suddenly decide that helping the Zoners has been up to anyone's guess. Why they still do it to this day despite their own protests was also a question whose answer came in the form of outlandish stipulations.

Noth One, or simply One, acted as the pack's top dog during meetings that were aimed at diplomacy or to discuss tactics. It was undoubtedly a pretty radical change from the old days when he used to fight more than run his mouth for the sake of maintaining appearances -- but it was a job that needed doing nonetheless. And today his credentials sported the name Kaspar Jo as he went through the final checks in the hangar bay. The pause between him being admitted through what he'd call 'Eden's Gate' as a jest and facing Johnathan was of at least thirty minutes. What happened during this time was up for debate, although most residents would shrug it off and claim he was 'admiring the scenery'.

The door leading into Johnathan's reserved space opened with a certain whine to its inner mechanisms. One looked very much the same in person as he did over the Neural Net. Medium build cozily embraced by a slightly worn IMG fireproof, sleeveless coat with a high collar with regular civilian clothes under it. His black, short hair was greased back and well kept, complimenting a well shaven face and green, unassuming eyes which glazed over the room before his right foot would consider to step forward and greet the Phoenix Representative.

A timid smile cleared One's neutral face as he reached forward with his right hand for a shake. His slightly rasp voice followed suit.

"So I finally meet the legend who labors away hours for this remote colony. Pleasure meeting you, Johnathan of Phoenix."