Oaths Are for the Obedient

[Leo]

The threat didn't land. Dagger-2 subtly narrowed his eyes at the man seated across from him. He'd given him all the data and signed the NDA quickly. He looked over Seranno one more time, reviewing all of the information he had been given and that he had gleaned. Sighing, he turned and rose from his seat without another word. He approached the entrance to the diner and knocked three times on the old woodwork as he departed. As he did so, all of the patrons and employees in the restaurant moved with precision towards stall 18. All of those inside had been replaced before the meeting had even begun. He tapped his ear piece: "Echo-7, you get all that?" "Confirmed Dagger-2. Moving from Chadwick to Hudson. ETA, 20 minutes." He tapped his ear piece once to acknowledge the response. He stood outside for a moment, enjoying the cold brisk air and then put his hands in his jacket pockets and shuffled away--just another Liberty civilian out on the town for a bite to eat.

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You fear oblivion. Yet you forget. The universe remembers every atom of your being. Even dust hums your name in the dark.
Roleplay is dead. Long live Powertraders and PvP I guess.