Post #2663364 in Re-Union: The Expanding World, a roleplay on RPG

"Sir! Perhaps we should simply delay our approach and see where the humans are docking? It will severely reduce our chances of another run in and as long as we dock far away from them, the mission should not be hindered even by face to face confrontation."

"Perhaps..." Graham murmured. Nilson cast a small, absentminded gaze at the younger pilot, then shifted his attention back to the commander. A voice cut through Graham's moment of thinking. "The boy is not wholly incorrect in his line of thinking, Commander."

The pilots watched as one of the senior pilots finally spoke, though her words were for the commander. "The way it seems, we have several options. As he says, we simply dock where they will not be able to easily detect our vessel. Or, we could hail them, and hope for a peaceful overture and negotiate terms to keep our little.... Indiscretion from breaking the treaty." The more Graham heard, the more he wanted to agree with Petya's idea. A peaceful overture with the humans? If they were the ones to initiate it, there was no doubt those humans would be suspicious. Graham would be, if he were one. He shook the thought away as he focused himself on the veteran's words instead.

"Or, better yet, we could attack them as they breach atmosphere, eliminating them, and then proceed to..." Graham wasn't very keen on coming into conflict with the Organum, at least not right now. It was a warship, against their much smaller ship. The worth of their unit was in the skilled pilots aboard- at least it was what he believed. Still, it was evident that the crew wasn't up to the idea either. Seeing the glum look on Rivaile's face reminded him that they had just recently come back from battle, and that the Zweireiters and Gungnirs were mostly trashed. He recalled the missing leg and arm of the dual blade-wielding machine. He wasn't up to fighting an entire armada of Harbingers with just his Eisenritter too. He's trashed enough machines.

"In this case, I personally think Burundukov's idea works for us." He spoke after a moment of thought, and he glanced around the room to examine the reactions. Nilson's shoulders relaxed, though the look on his companion's face never disappeared. Graham dismissed the thought.

"I don't want to come into contact with them just yet." Was what he told himself, and he relaxed himself a bit. Just as long as they stayed well hidden and worked fast, hopefully they wouldn't run into the Organum. Now...they just had to wait for the Captain's command. "We'll just have to wait for the Captain so we can discuss this further..." He muttered.

"I can wait, Klaus," The veteran chuckled, declining the offer. Much as his head was pounding from being rocked around in a giant robot for so long, he had to at least keep up his good rep around the place. And they were heading to the Captain's quarters too. Wouldn't want to risk anything. He wasn't sure if he was up to any kitchen service or flogging. He sucked at both. A little more on the former than the latter.

It wasn't long until they reached Ophelia's quarters, and after a quick salute, he fell silent, arms crossed over his chest. It was a particularly short briefing, pretty basic. Bring disguises, check. Firearms, check. He and Klaus would be acting as the mouthpieces- "No surprise there," Alexander thought. An outlaw colony would be running rampant with some pretty sensitive stuff.

They would all be meeting at Hangar 3, and Alexander nearly tuned out most of the conversation- he decided not to listen to the exchange between the Captain and Ren. "My old man always told me to stay out of cat fights anyway," He reminded himself, and the moment they were dismissed, he stretched a bit before walking out of the briefing room to head directly to his quarters. If they were going to be at Hangar 3 in thirty minutes, he decided talking with the other pilots would have to wait until they were in the shuttle.

The disguise wasn't much to worry about. Casual clothes worked fine- a green shirt and a bomber jacket- as Alexander didn't really stand out on an outlaw colony. Unlike the Forneus, he found it too strange and maybe even a little too obvious if he carried anything more than a pistol. Perhaps his Harbinger was much more lucky than him in the aspect of firearms. He stretched a bit before heading over to the hangar.

When he got there, out of their little group, it seems he had arrived earlier than most. He decided not to speak up but started to board the shuttle as well.

"And now we wait..."

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located in Beyond the Transcendence Rift, a part of Re-Union: The Expanding World, one of the many universes on RPG.

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