To the Zoner Trading Consortium

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Damien's last doubts vanished as he read the response. [color=#FF6600]"At least they are interested, or so it seems," - he thought. - [color=#FF6600]"Perhaps I should get to Reunion; in case they decide to show up there, we'll be ready. Oui, seems like a plan." With these thoughts he sat in the cockpit of his Cuirassier and left Valence's docking point 3. The long way awaited.

The system of Languedoc, the place where the Council are preparing to make their last stand. As Damien entered the system devastated by the civil war, he got obsessed with some thoughts. "Will the Council manage to hold this place for a long time? Their forces here seem solid, but what forces does the King possess?" Even Damien, a former Royalist, couldn't say that. "But who cares? Even if the Council's efforts fail despite our assistance, the Brigands will live through this. Crime is eternal, after all."

"Crime..." Some time ago he was disgusted by the sound of the word itself. But a lot of things changed since then. The Legion was composed of ex-criminals, but that didn't matter as long as they served the cause. Now it does matter, since the Leggionaires are getting used to their new life easier. Some don't have to do it at all. They are simple Brigands who keep joining the gang.

But this is life, things keep changing. Even the Royalists won't be able to stop all those Sirian blockade-runners. Especially if they get some assistance from the native Gallics like Damien.

With such thoughts he came to the mine-field of Languedoc and entered the passage. "First time in Sirius... Ok, let's do it". The ship was dragged into the jump hole and disappeared.

Orkney. The Warden has heard about the system many times, but he never visited it... until now. The space was different, of course, but that was not all. A strange feeling wouldn't leave Damien as he launched the cruise enginees and headed to Reunion through the passage. "I should ignore the feeling for now. It can harm the business."

One of the docking bay's doors opened and the Warden's ship moved in. He sent a message back to Valence:

"I'm in position, Etien. Perhaps you should send more men, just in case. My ship will be ready, so we'll be able to escort them once the meeting time is set."

Then he disabled the ship's systems and headed for the bar. The waiting could be long, but it was worth it.

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