For a split second, she thought about bringing up something else that bothered her but decided not to, it would have probably been better for her anyways.
In the moment Anna did not look at her, she breathed out a little, being calm that she was surprisingly calm over her comments as well. Maybe Anna was either not as rough and unpleasant as she thought or she simply knew that Lena never intended to be a large critic.
She raised her eyebrow a little bit over her questionable demand, has she even understood what Anna meant? What could she do for her that is so specific that none of her own men could do it? "Ähm... and what would that be?" She asked a little shy sounding. If someone would know Anna well enough than it could be anything she would ask Lena for, but knowing that she was aware of how Lena was and where her qualifications are, she would probably not demand something morally questionable.
Location:Zhukovsky Station, Omega-52 Date:7 April, 824 A.S
The Order have a comfortable history with the Imperials, I know for certain they're somewhere lurking in the Omegas if not on our borders. She paused for a moment, looking dead at a Lena to make sure she was listening. You've been with them, I want to know where they are and if they have any intentions of being more well known in our territory. Give me an honest answer and I'll forget what you said here, lie to me and you wont live long enough to completely regret it. Anna's tone grew more sharp as she finished the sentence, her patience was running thin, and she knew for certain she would be met with criticism.
She slightly shook her head when Anna finished her sentence, what did she think that it was a good idea to threaten her on Coalitian ground? "Two weeks." She said and indicated the two with her thumb and index finger while moving around a little. "I was there for two weeks, I know nothing, except for the state of the Order, healthwise. If you expect me to know the Order's darkest secrets then you are wrong, there are none I could tell you, despite.. which Imperials are we talking about here?" She asked with a surprisingly bored tone. Hearing a death threat from her every two sentences would become more boring than fearful. Lena knew right from the start that she would not do anything for her because she thinks she has power over her, that was clearly not the case. In such moments, she was a little glad that she was not under her command anymore.
Location:Zhukovsky Station, Omega-52 Date:7 April, 824 A.S
Two weeks? Who dedicates themselves to a group as selective as the order with the intention of staying in their ranks for two weeks? It didn't make any sense, but Lena's indecisiveness might've made it so. Still, it didn't make any sense to Anna. Why would a group that holds such high standards let an outsider in only to have them leave two weeks later? Unless of course, the Order doesn't have the standards it gloats so much about. She replied to Lena as if she was interrogating her, only slightly more calm.
Lena felt kind of offended by her words now as if she was not good enough to be there or have the right to leave again. She thought about it for a moment though and came to the idea that maybe they didn't even notice that she left, despite her leaving a very clear notice on their tables though. She was most likely not important enough to be noticed or so that they would attempt on getting her back again. "It was a quick decision, you wouldn't believe how easy it is to leave them when you don't know anything, it is not like they risk anything by letting me go." She said, sounding again as if Anna would have said something she barely thought about. She shook her head and reached to her own forehead and scratched it.
"You know, if you want me to do something for you that is within my reach, I would maybe gladly do that, but if you demand anything similar to treason or espionage on older friends, then you are talking to the wrong person." She said with a voice that sounded almost tired of explaining Anna what Lena would and could do and what not, it was quite obvious that she wouldn't do the darkest demands Anna had in her mind, on the other hand, she didn't want to decline everything by default. It was a mix of feelings inside her, one that didn't leave her remaining calm.
Location:Zhukovsky Station, Omega-52 Date:7 April, 824 A.S
You hold so much respect for a party that barely takes note of you, over your own people. Anna snapped back as if on que, if Lena really was with the Order for only a weeks time, then there was no way she would know of any fleet positions. However, maybe she could make herself useful by finding any other locations herself. I'm not going to spend my time chasing you down, arguing, and begging you to heed my call. So I'll make this simple, if you wan't to redeem half of the respect that was held for you, you'll find where if anywhere in the Omegas or Southern Omicrons, the Order are hiding. She paused for a moment, before mentioning the alternative. Or you can leave and pursue your own agenda, and the respect your people hold for you will wither and die. The choice is yours. She finished her sentence focusing on Lena with a sinister facial expression.
She scratched her head for a moment and then turned over to the door, heading towards it and letting Anna standing there but knowing that her eyes were piercing her back while she walked towards the door. "I will keep that in mind, Frau Generalmajor." She said and smiled, before walking out of the door with a feeling of relief, this meeting didn't go as bad as she thought but not nearly as good as she would have hoped.
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