Xeno Alliance Leadership and Hellfire Legion Leadership "talks". (AO)

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Coral was walking down the long main corridor of Ames, leading from the Hangars to a large cafeteria. Was that real meat? Coral tried to not look like a hungry wolf, but everyone had already noticed the blue haired young lady, almost drooling while looking at the food.

"The soup's great!" an old weird looking man in a white dress, standing right behind her, said. "Come on, take a seat, i'll pay!"

Coral was surprised. Apparently they didn't know her uniform... or didn't care. While staring at the old farts bionic eye, she asked for the rentable offices. "We'll have a meeting. Unfortunately noone told us the 'where to' and we're kinda lost."
"The elevator at the end of this hall. There's a map. Anyways, little Xeno. You're looking for the big one.. Level 6, the right corridor. You'll notice the room once you see it."

Suddenly Coral felt a little trapped. They DID recognize the uniform, they knew who they were. They were just.. She heard about Zoners, trying to be neutral to everyone, but these guys.. Suspicious.

She went the way, the 'robot-eye-man' told her. As she stepped out of the elevator she noticed the great wooden double-doors at the end of the hallway. While keeping an eye on possible bombs and sentries, she tried to get a sneak through the doors when the angry looking face of a Zoner Guard looked straigt into her eyes.
"You wish?"
"Uhm.. Roomservice?"

Apparently the guard did not like jokes at all and became a little more harsh.
"You're not alone Xeno aren't you? We're told to make sure that nothing unexpected disturbs this meeting. You're on the list? Your name!"
"Co.. Anette! Anette Patrick."
"Your ID please! . . . Fine. You may enter. The gun please!"
Coral's face went red. How did he... Then she turned around. "Turn around! I'll melt your face if you take look!"
A few seconds later the she turned around again. "I'd like to have it back after this. It's a gift!"
"More like a relic of old times?"
"PAH!" While trying to look angry she went back to the Elevator. "I'm going to get the Boss here!"
Old relic.. these were the best firearms they had! Coral sighed.
Back at the Hangar, where Jonathan was kneeing next to the ship, a cigar in one hand, a roll of duct tape in the other.
"I know where. Looks clear, we can go! Oh and keep that old relic there away from the guards. They don't like it!"

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