The Skeleton Key

[Tailsdoll]

"Could you stop talking like you're bloody panting? There's no one taping this conversation, no need for dramatization"

Jonathan considered for a while. He liked it where he was. But, then again, he was fully aware of the dangers he was facing. Aware that they were all a moment's notice away from breaking apart. But, then again, the man was talking about fighting aliens...

Screw it, you only live once.

"What use could you possibly give me?"

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<span style="color:#000000">The awful plight of he who cannot draw to save his own life.</span>

[Xenord]

Cerberus have vast resources: We can give you everything you need to fight them

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[Tailsdoll]

"Can you give me a shiny ship, cool weapons and an office from which to diplomatically yell at people?"

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<span style="color:#000000">The awful plight of he who cannot draw to save his own life.</span>

[Xenord]

Sure

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[Tailsdoll]

"You'd actually allow a newcomer to handle external diplomacy? Just like that?"

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<span style="color:#000000">The awful plight of he who cannot draw to save his own life.</span>

[Xenord]

You'll start as Cadet.....So you need time to "grow up"

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[Tailsdoll]

"How, exactly? Unless I can progress by filing paperwork, I can't really see a bright future ahead. Like I said, I'm no fighter pilot"

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<span style="color:#000000">The awful plight of he who cannot draw to save his own life.</span>

[Xenord]

Well.....Fighter practice is mandatory so you won't escape it.

About Diplomacy: Cerberus Strategic Command will listen your ideas....so for now you'll be our consultant.

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[Tailsdoll]

Consultant for alien hunters... Somehow that sounded incredibly cool.

"You do understand I have my duties here, don't you? If I choose to stick by your side, what happens to this place?"

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<span style="color:#000000">The awful plight of he who cannot draw to save his own life.</span>

[Xenord]

It is your choice...Not mine

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