Brotherhood Bar-Talks

[McNeo]

"You certainly have a way with women, Ares." Montoya exclaimed as he smiled.

"I wish I could let go so easily and socialise more, but I feel too respected sometimes. All work and no play makes Juan a dull boy..."

Montoya sighed again at the tail of the sentance, and carried on.

"I wish some of the other Elders would comment on this disturbing news at any rate. I don't want to be the one making all the decisions, as it would seem quite unfair. But that Barmaid over there, who I know you'd like to 'get to know' some time in the future, makes some good points. They don't really respect the Brotherhood, our rulings on certain matters or the fact that we try to protect them. Its seems that more and more they need to be taught a lesson, unfortunately with the loss of plasma and their ships.

Its all too much when Brothers turn on Brothers, but it seems that this course of action is the only one left. All other avenues of action seem to be exhausted. I just wish there was another way, but it appears that there isn't..."

What would the other Elders, in fact, the rest of the Corsairs think about this? Two Elders almost agreeing to shoot Corsairs that rebel? It was a fact of life that everyone went through this phase, but they had to be put in line, or the whole of the Corsair Empire was at risk. It almost seemed like cannibalism, one life to save another. As much as this reminded Juan of the Ventru family, he perished the thought from his head as Ares gestures indicating a response.