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

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Coral was bored. Mostly staring at the table, the guards hands and the cigar smoke making it's way through the room, she suddenly was listening pretty well.
"So, Admiral. Not shooting at those, being escorted by your ships? I wonder how many would that be? If it doesn't happen on a regular base, we're fine with that condition. As long as it's not contraband, of course.
How does this one sound. The traders, enjoying the safety of being guarded by your ships, will donate 25credits per cargo unit for the local soup kitchens? That way, we would be willing to close both eyes if these ships would cross our path." Looking straight into the Admirals eyes, trying to catch any emotion of his cold looking eyes, she then continued,"We can spread the word. BUT... Libertonians wandering off to your Guadala... thingy is not an option. More foreigners would work for Libertonian corporations. So, by the time we would have purged the corrupt government from Planet Manhattan, Liberty would've been run by Kusari and Bretonians."

Coral wasn't sure if the boss was about to shout at her but she couldn't herself stop right now. She stood up and started wandering around the table.
"What we CAN do, is making announcements at our soup kitchens on Houston and Pittsburgh. Those, who were forgotten would not mind to work for a better Liberty. It's actually better then starvation. The question would be, how to transport these people. I don't know. Further details we had to talk about."


She then leaned close to the admirals ears and while stopping the guard to pull his gun out of his holster she whispered, "Do yourself a favor and try to pronounce his name right. It's Jonathon, not Jonathan. He doesn't.. like that."


While walking back to her place she grabbed a cigarette out of her back pocket.
"Boss, as it seems we would have something to drink for tonight. Would you mind me, going down and ordering some.. drinks?"

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