Council of the Corsair Elders

[Gentle]

Picking up his notes Gentle smirks at the obviously irritated Ares. As usual his sense of humour had been on loan to a nomad.

"Are we awaiting anything else amigos? One of my wifes is in labour senors so I would like to conclude our business as expediently as possible"

Dropping the notes back onto the table Gentle awaited the meetings start.

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[bluntpencil2001]

Ares thinks to himself, Oh great, that idiot is breeding more of them. Another mouth to feed, without a brain to power it...

Of course, he minds his manners and mumbles, "Congratulations."

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[MrSns]

The Doors open widely as Alexander Walks in to the room with a feeble old man. Alexander Places the Old man at the Head of the huge oval table.

"Every one Im sure you know Salvador Santos? The Oldest Corsair alive."

"Any way. Down to biasness. Wate where is Montoya? Did he go to the toilet again?"

"I sapose we will wate for him."

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Darkness is a friend, an ally. Darkness allows us to understand others, to see what they value when they believe no one else is looking. It allows us to be honest with ourselves, to express those values that we would disavow in the light. The light blinds us. It is only in the dark that we see clearly, and there is a great dark hidden among these worlds

[McNeo]

Montoya entered the room again after a visit too the toilet, to see everyone already present. With a blush, Juan quickly made his way to his seat.

"Let us begin then"

[I_m_rdy]

Yanez just came after Montoya. "Sorry I'm a bit late. I had to do a routine check of my ships, mostly because I prefer to do it myself. It has taken longer than I expected, so excuse me," Yanez said with slight fatigue, because he ran to the council. He quietly took the last seat available.

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[Equinox]

Costello, grinned slightly, the nit picking had already began between Ares and Gentle, they will soon realize this is not the place for children's games. Joe nodded towards Maniaco.


"Brother lets begin!"

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[pipsqueak]

***SOME WHERE close to Gamma, on a spaceship***

A well wisher, crouches next to intergalactic radio transceiver. He intensly listens to the discussion. Hoping and praying that the better days are ahead for the brotherhood....

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[Gentle]

Gentle sits in silence waiting for someone to start this meeting.

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[onca]

~Elder Farquar tapped his fingers on the table; he wishes the meeting would start already. This interminable waiting while everyone makes eyes one another, each trying to read the others' thoughts, was becoming insufferable. Although it didn't take a scryer to sense the hatred between Ares and Gentle... Would the guards need to be called if this turned ugly? And why did Alexander bring this old man, what purpose has he in mind? Farquar's stomach rumbled again... the drumming of his fingers increased in tempo~

[Gentle]

Gentle stood.

"Ill start your meeting for you. Here it is hermanos. OPG will never fit your ideal. We have our eyes opened from long years of exile in omegas. We use many resources now. i wont be dragged back by Ares and the SCRA with their wish to bring communism to crete."

"OPG are leaving crete to you."

"Should you need us then call hermanos. But we will no longer reside with you. We hereby relinquish our identity as corsairs hermanos. We will be pirates like we were before coming home to crete. Our way of life is important to us as yours is to you."

"As for SCRA. You aren't bound to us as corsairs now. Let us see what the future holds"

"I refute the claims we want to break alliances at crete"

"I refute the claims of this ignorant fool that we disrespect the elders and TBH"

"His words are like poison to you hermanos"

"I leave this place now and I will never reside here again. I will however always come to the aid of TBH and Benitez should you need us. You will always be familia even though our path go different ways. They will cross again. I cannot be a part of corsair society while Ares and SCRA divide us. I am leaving in the best interest of Corsairs at Crete and Corsairs from Omega."

"Here Ares, a cigar, these are the ones I distributed among the people this morning Id give you something better however your dislike of anything with quality is evident"

"Goodbye Hermanos"

Gentle exited the building got into his ship and left Gamma.

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