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Tenna was shocked when the Apohphis responded to his transmission, expecting them to brush him off as the Aschen had. Frankly, however, the Aschen action had taken him even more by surprise. Although his data was showing they were prepared to fight, they hadn't arrived guns blazing like he'd have thought they would. Perhaps they begun to be more civilized after all, and rather than show up and shoot they were involving themselves in political wars. Too bad for them.

He smirked and opened his comms back up with the UDW vessel.

"Before I jump into any contract, you mind giving me an estimate on how long before contract termination and, if I may be so bold, what kind of termination protocol is used by the UDW? I've known contractors to kill their mercs after a job, and I'm none too keen on following that line of work." With a flip of a switch, he had his receiver off, sitting in listen mode. Without much thought, he scratched at the side of his neck, fingers grazing an old scar.

"Bastards never did tell me what they found in my blood. Just wish I wasn't on such bad terms with them so I could go and find out. Or maybe I'll find myself a decent enough hacker to break in and steal the info, because knowing UCON, my files are on backup and in pristine condition somewhere."