Etien graciously accepted the wine that Bernard's Adjudant brought him, thanking him before pulling out the cork and taking a small swig.
"Though I'd rather not limit my targets, I'll agree to not harming civilians." He began, looking at Arthur. "However, unless they agree to give up the cargo, their ships will be destroyed. I'll have my pilots either bring the escape pods to a council base, or leave them near a tradelane."
"As for those Outcasts....we have no need of them. An entire nation of drug-addicts could hardly help us in any way, other than providing cannon fodder. And we would have to give them something in return. We cannot even guarantee that they wouldnt just attack us."
Turning to Marcus, Etien said "supplies of munitions and equipment would be most useful, I've caught one or two of my pilots eyeing your weapons hungrily. In return, I have something all of you may find useful."
With that, Etien pulled his computer pad from his jacket pocket, pressed a few buttons, and slid it onto the table.
A hologram appeared, displaying a list of items recently pirated by the Legion.
"I hope you can find that useful, mes ames. two hundred units of M.O.X. have yet to be redistributed, should the Council or Maquis need it to power your warships. Merely ask, and I shall have it brought to your nearest base."
With that, Etien reached forward, taking back the pad as the hologram shut off. He returned it to his pocket, and took another gracious sip of the wine.
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