Meeting on Fontana

[Bristol Constructions]

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Vascoguoncellos, Pantalião
Fontana Freeport, California System
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“If you’ve heard about our interests in Pennsylvania, then you know that it’s not entirely our purview to support such a…conspicuous vessel.”

There was that slow cock of the head, that seeming consideration from Pantalião as the Bristol man leaned back in his chair with arms crossed. Did this former Insurgent actually understand what he was offering? Was there an offer? He picked up his drink, pausing while looking into the glass before setting it back down. Looking back up, Pantalião crossed his arms again.

“Do you really think that there’s something a ship like that can offer Pennsylvania, other than blood and retribution? Do you think you will help those trapped on Erie, or Bethlehem itself? You don’t have the fire to push Liberty out, simple as that, and even if you did they would just return with more. Pelo amor de Deus, that sort of thing will just give Liberty more of a reason to hunt in the system.”

He paused again, still leaned back in his chair, still arms crossed. Looking up at the ceiling, Pantalião smiled, chuckling a bit and exhaling long, long, long. There was something quite…well, the man wasn’t sure quite what, but quite something about the whole thing.

“As to your efforts thus far in Pennsylvania, you haven’t cropped up as a name. Not your captain, not your ship, nada from Bethlehem or Milford or Pinnacle, simple as that. We did reach out to another, and they’d only heard of you as we had. So, with such a track record as that, what makes you think the investment would ever be worth it?”

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