Watching through the window of the door into the council chamber wasnt usually the way he would observe his brothers. Always going to be the outsider in a council of people who had grown up together and been forged into a single unit by their experiences. In contrast the Omega Pirates had lived a fringe existence away from the main corsair base on crete. A hard existence living among the rocks in space had opened their eyes to many things this council stood against. Gentle considered carefully before deciding if he would attend this meeting..........
"Yes I owe i to them to give them my thoughts even if they are not to their liking."
Pushing the door wide Gentle stepped forward into the room and noticed the food being taken away.
"Where would you have me sit hermanos.... on your floor at the feet of Ares? or am I to be allowed a chair before you pass judgment on me?"
The faces in the room sternly addressed Gentle. Walking forward he pulled up a chair and moved it next to Ares.
