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A sober meeting. Fit for such serious matters.

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A sober meeting. Fit for such serious matters.
Offline Komitoza
03-01-2022, 01:46 AM, (This post was last modified: 03-01-2022, 01:47 AM by Komitoza.)
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Rather than revealing co-ordinates, Shana on her recognizable crimson Sabre, leadinh Tsuya into a slightly desolate part of the Tohoku nebulas. While there are no stations or modular contraptions around, a bright red familiar design was clearly noticeable from even a distance. A "Kagutsuchi" class light siege cruiser, but rather than its usual isignia, it bore the red dragon of the Nesho'en clan as its crest. Surrounded by three sabres marked "Ravenous", "Hollow" and "Blood" it was clear the Sabres were guarding their home base. "Welcome to the Hounds base of operation, you've already fgured the Nesho'en aren't purely warmongers. But the Shirouma managed to be kept around these parts in service due to my kin on Ryukyu. This should be a safe space where we can discuss matters I wish to bring up. You know of my connections, so I felt like I should bring some fairly beneficial proposals which will help our efforts in expanding our military strength, and with the Hounds around training new elites wont be an issue within the current Dragons as well."

Pausing for a minute. "Lets dock, we have a fairly, how do the Libertonian youth say it? Stacked! Yes, stacked supply of colorful alcohol on board. I had to spare some space for one, alcohol helps with some of my men's hidden trauma from our previous ventures. Let's get on board, we can talk in peace in my personal quarters."

[skipping the whole docking fiasco]

The place was fairly lively, from a first few looks as they took their steps along a long narrow hallway show people training, in both combat warfare and through flight simulations. A true den of hounds, and the scent of hormones from all the sweating was enveloping. Shana knowing the hallways inside out had no problem leading the two to the previously mentioned bar.

Inside, she acted as usual, but just her entrance attracted a lot of attention, not of fury or anger, gazes of conflict, but a welcoming expression from the current occupants, almost as if they're saluting their clan mother without the full gesture.

"Take any seat you'd like, the drinks are on me, I own this place anyway. We will need a drnk or two, some spirit, for this conversation to lighten up because otherwise the business I'm about to discuss is quite serious."
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