Miguel walked into the Chambers through the hidden passage in the security office. Quietly he walked up to the table, not surprisingly, the only one who noticed his approach was his old friend Gentle, who gave Miguel a silent nod. The newest Elder of the Council had made his entrance in the most fitting way he could think of... silently. Sephardi approached the council table and cleared his throat. "Senor, just so we all have our cards on the table..." Sephardi tapped the console on the table, and looked down at it for a moment. "You are standing on San Quentin Base in the Cassini system.. I have the coordinates if you care to hear them?" Sephardi then took a step away from the table, and walked toward the bar on the side of the room, he continued to talk as he walked slowly. "I love that Lane Hacker tech you got, but it is nothing compared to our Order tech, but that is neither here nor there, nor is it relevant to the situation at hand.. Sylpheed, I tell that we know where you are as a reminder to you, that we are an honorable people, well maybe with the exception of Gentle here, but we do not forgive, nor do we forget betrayal. If we make a deal, and you fail to live up to it, I can guarantee you, you will fail to live.. period."
Miguel reached the bar and picked up two glasses and a bottle of brown liqueur. Pouring the two glasses full of the liquid, he walked back to the table, handing one of the glasses to Gentle as he passed. " Senor, that being said, your communication comes at a most appropriate time, as there is an urgent threat to all of humanity that we should discuss, but that will come later, Senor, you have peaked my curiosity... please what is it you have in mind?" Miguel reached his seat and sat down, flopping his leg over the high arm of the Council chamber chair, waiting for a response.