Brotherhood Bar-Talks

[Gentle]

Gentle smiled at the spreading wet patch. Ares salute was a clumsy as his mouth. Gentle knew fear when he saw it and Ares clearly understood the potence of OPG more than he was prepared to declare. His front had cracked in front of Gentle on two ocasions. Ares had shown he needed someone to hold him while he punched him and needed the guns of his comrades to make his point. Now he needed his commander to rescue his honour a second time and had almost lost his lid because of it. Gentle understood this wannabe corsair much better now.

Gentle was resigned to the fact they could never be friends and satisfied that at least their captain had a brain and understood the political manouvering required in a situation like this.

Gentle was wandering throughtthe bar preparing to leave when he noticed the small fragile girl who had joined the OPG.

"Hola little one"

"Senorita. Ignore me and Ares. This stupidity is over now, though I will never make that moron see us for what we are, at least we now have a stable alliance to protect Crete."

" I need your help with something senorita... take my Titan senorita the Decurion you fly is not suitable for the task we have ahead of us"

"By the way if you need a place to go..... You can take a room at my house. Im certain my wives will make the most of a young one to
fuss over. You can eat and drink whatever is available senorita. You can meet my children there too they would like to meet you."

"Anyway that is for another time senorita we have business to attend to..."
The small girl looked up her face covered in tracks of partly dried tears. Standing her face grew stony and resolute. SO much like himself at that age Gentle felt a deep respect and pity for this little one.

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The Madness of the Pirate King