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Drulovic's House

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A brownstone on the corner of Luna and Liber, the home is decidedly modest compared to its neighbors. It boasts well-tended azalea bushes beside the three stairs leading to the wooden door with a bronze, old-fashioned knocker. There is no doorbell. Inside, there is a welcome mat and a series of black and white photographs on the walls, interrupted only by one color picture. In the main entryway, there are stairs leading upstairs, a dining room to the left, and a living room to the right. Each are full of antique furniture and decorations. In the living room, there is an enormous icon of Christ crucified, a piano, and an old couch.

Ylanne holds sovereignty over Drulovic's House, giving them the ability to make limited changes.

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A brownstone on the corner of Luna and Liber, the home is decidedly modest compared to its neighbors. It boasts well-tended azalea bushes beside the three stairs leading to the wooden door with a bronze, old-fashioned knocker. There is no doorbell. Inside, there is a welcome mat and a series of black and white photographs on the walls, interrupted only by one color picture. In the main entryway, there are stairs leading upstairs, a dining room to the left, and a living room to the right. Each are full of antique furniture and decorations. In the living room, there is an enormous icon of Christ crucified, a piano, and an old couch.
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Drulovic's House

A brownstone on the corner of Luna and Liber, the home is decidedly modest compared to its neighbors. It boasts well-tended azalea bushes beside the three stairs leading to the wooden door with a bronze, old-fashioned knocker. There is no doorbell. Inside, there is a welcome mat and a series of black and white photographs on the walls, interrupted only by one color picture. In the main entryway, there are stairs leading upstairs, a dining room to the left, and a living room to the right. Each are full of antique furniture and decorations. In the living room, there is an enormous icon of Christ crucified, a piano, and an old couch.

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Drulovic's House is a part of Luna Street.

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Joachim Friedman [16] His hands moved in his lap, lacing and unlacing eachother. "It is a horrible feeling, having a day off."
Chiyoye Stardusk [0] a tall, dragon based human with pure black eyes and scales that can withstand the sun
Lennox [0] So wear your poker face, hands to the fool, hands to the thief; fiction is bitter and you got a taste.
Alexander Irons [0] "Save your cowardice, we got a battle to win!"
Sayuri [0] I AM not witch

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Drulović rested her hands atop the table, fixing George with an impassive stare -- the closest Drulović ever came to a frigid glare. “You watch your language in this house, Mr. Montgomery,” she said sharply, and reached for her plate again, holding her fork in her hand. “I do not appreciate your rather foul mouth. It’s quite unbecoming, especially for a man your age. If you were my son, I’d wash out your mouth with soap.” Drulović’s gaze slid to Ari for a moment as she swallowed a fork-ful of rice.

Admiral Fatih Sayilgan at Fort Veritas was on the line immediately. “I am dispatching a full unit to your location now. Do you have live feed, and can you transmit that via uplink to Fort Veritas’s command center?” Sayilgan leaned over an array of glowing monitors in the communications room in the command center. “Lieutenant, access satellite feed over Drulović’s house.” He opened a channel of communication to the rapid response team stationed at the base, “Captain, get your men to Director Drulović’s house; there’s a confirmed Aschen presence, possibly hostile.”

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Ours are at Ft. Veritas...

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I won't be here til about midnight my time or possibly slightly later. That's 11pm for Az and barney, 9pm for Ell, and 2pm for alasund.

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A forced serenity obliterated all traces of sincerity; her expression was absolutely clean of anything that might be construed as malicious. Pale eyes fixed on George, and the quiet that the Ri'ehn woman exuded would have been deafening, were it not for the continuation of his words--but her fury was damn near vibrating the air. The glass in the cabinets hummed softly, and the lights dimmed, fluttering in a stutter that would indicate that all of them were about to die...

Rage swallowed Ari whole, and it was all she could do to prevent herself from creating a perfect mess of George's matter.

The visual that Alameda had streaming directly due to Ari's artificial ocular flickered momentarily.

"...your presence here makes you a representative of your people, George," Ari said softly; all too softly. "Every moment you spend here is an offense committed in their name. Your assumption that your attempts to communicate would be intercepted or ignored notwithstanding, you never even attempted to go about this in any civil matter. How entirely like a childlike civilization--so powerful, yet lacking any sense of foresight or diplomacy."

She tilted her chin up, reaching up to brush the hair behind her ear. She was tensed up, but it wasn't immediately clear how.

"Why do you and all the rest of your folk have to always take the ridiculously over-powered balls-to-the-goddamn-wall approach? What the fuck are all your males lacking that makes you feel like you immediately need to prove something?" Her weight shifted slightly, her feet setting slightly apart, bracing herself.

"...makes me think that you might be jealous that I wouldn't let you anywhere near my 'cockhole,' krea re'err kreat'ir."

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Commander Joseph Hartwick had his eyes on the display screens of the Clarity of Faith before his serenity was suddenly interrupted by the chime of the ship's AI Systems. "Commander, we are detecting a powerful radiological signature, there is an active nuclear weapon in danger-close proximity to the home of Arianne Drulovic, in addition to the discovery of a nuclear weapon, the Reverence S class ship, IFF Identity; Contrition.. is also present, the vessel is unauthorized to operate in this city, shall I sent a hostile challenge and prepare to board?" The AI Asked, before the Commander shook his head, opening a line to the TNG and the Coalition FOB.

"This is the Clarity of Faith, I just picked up a Radiological signature coming from the ship above Drulovic's house, I want a sitrep ASAP." He said before he turned to the AI. "Bring the ship about and prepare to board." He ordered, before he got back on the comms.

"If there are nuclear weapons present, I strongly recommend the commencement of immediate evacuations of the city."

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George Montgomery III shook his head then chuckled at Ari. "Nah-ah-ah, you might want to control that temper if I were you." He said, holding up a remote, his finger on the button. "It would be a shame if we all went.. boom." He added, before he turned to Drulovic.

"It just wouldn't be the same if I went through the diplomatic approach, your government would try to detain me the second I set foot on this world, after-all, business is business." He said, eyes falling onto the woman.

"Are we going to have some semblance of cooperation, so I can get my job done?"

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; The Commissar dropped back down behind the car, holding a tranceiver in his hand while taking the large piece of equipment away from his ears. A squad of heavily-armed ITDM soldiers now formed a perimeter at the ends of the block; with their vehicle support forming roadblacks across the street with their weaponry deployed. In his HUD, a faint icon designated another squad moving down the street alongside them. The soldier were equipped with SM-10 heavy missile launchers.
"This is the Commissar, we have the area contained ... Move your asses into cover!"

Captain Alameda ran to the Claymore, several technicians working at the electronic modules under a tarp beside the vehicle. He saw a Cavalry specialist standing out in a small platform where the turret would normally be, using an advanced optical sight to identify the main target.
"What have you got, Specialist?" He commanded, waiting beside the hull of the vehicle.
"Lighting points for the drones -- this thing is right over the house but it's bending the local area."

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“Affirmative,” replied Sayilgan over the open channel to the Scatterrans and Clarity of Faith. He watched the live imagery as the scene played out, and a unit of armored vehicles and two airships headed from Fort Veritas toward Drulović’s residence. “We’ve got the radiological lighting up the sensors here,” he confirmed, to a mutter of “Holy shit” from someone else in the room. “I’m sending this to General Ranida and the Prime Minister.”

“Oh, put that thing down, Mr. Montgomery,” said Drulović, rolling her eyes. She leaned back in her seat, almost slumped there, her eyes flicking from Ari to the Aschen man, resting on the bridge of his nose. She swallowed another bite of rice, taking her time as she ate. “I think you take too much pleasure in interrupting other people’s evenings. It’s an unbecoming trait.” Drulović gave Ari a sidelong glance. “Then again, Mr. Montgomery, I don’t imagine that you care much at all for manners. I’ve never known you to put any on, you know.”

Drulović nodded to Ari. “Please, Ari, sit down. It’s no good to have everyone standing in the kitchen -- or anyone, really. You’ve hardly touched your dinner,” she added mildly. Though Drulović spoke of dinner and manners and maintained a decidedly impassive expression, there was some darker tone underpinning her voice, suggesting her true feelings on the entire affair. “Your food will get cold, you know.”

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For once, Ari perceived her former director as right. She had to tame her temper and prioritize--and prioritize she did. Her eyes lost focus, and--imperceptible to any sensors, for how miniscule a change in reality this was--she allowed her mind to wander. "Damn shame," she murmured in response.

There it was, inside the device George held. All it would take was a second's exploration--invisible fingers probing it momentarily--before there was the most minute tweak. She disconnected the simple yet all too integral mechanism that made pushing the button on the damn thing any more fruitful than a placebo.

After that, she went into a deeper trance. A maddening buzz filled her mind as frequencies weaved in and out of the metals in her mind and her eye. The energy of the Reverence throbbed vibrantly in a way that Ari found impossible to describe, as her psionic abilities lent to her a whole new sense of perceiving the world. Being as she was merely exploring and in no way influencing the ship, there was no way for her to be detected...

It was only a matter of time before she would find the blazing core of the ship--the source of all its energy. Meanwhile, she was distantly aware that Drulovic was speaking. With a faint frown, Ari did indeed reach behind her to rest her hand on her chair, pulling it out to perch herself upon it quietly. For all the world, it would appear that she was bitter but subdued.

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The Commander watched the energy suddenly spike in the Reverence S's systems, he suddenly began to worry, and promptly he turned to the AI of the Clarity of Faith. "That nuke just went hot, I want shields full power, prepare for full military thrust, evasive maneuver delta." He ordered before he got on the radio.

"I don't know what's going on down there, but the nuke on the ship just went hot, my AI is trying to access the other AI and figure out what's going on, but I'm being locked out." He said, grabbing the railing as the massive Reverence I jerked and began to pull away, utilizing full thrust to break away from the stealth ship.

"I want main batteries primed and ready to fire on that ship on my command." The Commander ordered, as the Reverence began to put some distance between itself and the hot nuke.

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George Montgomery III glared at Drulovic as his ear communication devices chimed and the AI of his ship spoke. "I am detecting anomalous intrusions and psionic anomalies within my critical systems, I will engage psionic dampeners and arm the bomb in the event that this ship is neutralized." The AI said, and the Contrition threw up a powerful field of interfering psionic energies that would be enough to melt Yuriko Omega's brain, in addition the nuclear device was activated, and held on a hair trigger, all it would take was another daring move from Ari to envelope the city in a brilliant explosion. But George wasn't ready to die just yet, he needed an escape plan.

Of course Ari would learn there was no core in the ship, but power was divided between four independent deuterium fusion reactors, networked into a powerful AI intelligence grid and dozens of specialized systems, of course if one reactor was taken offline, the other four could compensate for the loss in power.

George kept his eyes on Ari and Drulovic.

"Tell me how to plug my leak, and I will leave the way I came, and you can resume your dinner, as if nothing has happened."

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; Captain Alameda cradled the microphone into his shoulder; just ahead of him, the Cavalry specialist aimed a high-frequency laser from his optical set. The specialist examined the particule variations across the night sky, occasionally ducking down into the Claymore to adjust the controls of a large electronics set.
"This is the Captain; we're prioritizing targets now -- returning them to Mission Control." He said, looking at a screen in front of him while sifting through a support menu on his computer.
"Darkhammer Actual this is the Captain, what have we got for support?"

The Artillery Major crossed his arms within the safety of FOB Darkhammer, watching a holographic display with several images float in front of him. He turned his shoulders to a technician seated in front of a control module.
"Send an authoriation request to TNG Mission Control for an indirect-fire mission -- sling up the Eight-Eight Kinetic Strick Missile, call to the General for mission statement." He said, turning back to the screen as the technician quickly set about directing the artillery personnel of FOB to their positions.

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Clarity of Faith, you have an armed nuke onboard and you know nothing about it?” Sayilgan’s voice betrayed a bit of incredulity at the Aschen Commander’s panic. Then he received the request from the Scatterrans, and considered a moment. “Authorization is granted for indirect-fire to neutralize the confirmed hostiles. I’m concerned about that nuke, though.” Sayilgan sat in Fort Veritas’s central communications center, surrounded by screens with the live visuals, while one of the technicians was attempting to reach Ranida -- who did not seem to be around at the moment.

“I’m afraid you’ll have quite a bit of trouble with that, Mr. Montgomery,” responded Drulović with a small shrug. “It was Mr. McGregor -- Mollem, is his given name -- who first contacted Hataf, not too long after a meeting in which he came to Terra with vague threats -- much like many people I know... After him, Mr. Montgomery, it was Mr. Fazekas who opened lines of trade with Hataf’s purses, and I imagine you have very little control over what Mr. Fazekas does. I doubt you’ll be able to, as you say, ‘plug your leaks.’” Her eyebrows knotted very closely together.

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There was a wavering susurrous through Ari's mind that she managed to pick through to find anything of relevance. Her right eye flickered momentarily, and there was the faintest look of surprise across her features that somehow conveyed unspoken profanity in dismay. She didn't even have time to make an utterance as she attempted to recoil her mind from the offensive wave of energy the ship thrust at her to force her out.

She was strong--but perhaps not as strong as a Reverence. Not only did the psionic dampeners succeed in repelling her, but the moment they struck her, her head began to throb. Her jaw set and her fingers tightened on the back of her chair as she fought back any other indication of the agony she was suddenly subject to. It was through sheer force of will that she refrained from screaming, clutching her head, then vomiting.

She had a choice to make. Perhaps several. This...was not her strong suite. She was better when circumstances were narrow and there was only one choice to make. In this case, there were several, and they were not all based entirely on good, sound, objective logic. Some were based on raw desire. For instance, she craved nothing more than to tear George apart, atom by atom...

In the end, she found that the wisest course of action was monitor the nuke-bearing Reverence above, and ensure her own--and Arianne's--survival. This was what she had been charged with, and why she had come along, after all. She needn't let her intense need to destroy George get in the way.

She drew in a slow breath and began to establish her field.

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The Commander watched the screen and then he turned to monitor the chatter from the UCON Side. "They're quick to use force in a situation like this, Why did Chairman McGregor even offer to help them.. AI, Sitrep." He said before the AI Spoke up. "The Nuclear device is going cold and I'm getting heavy interference, the ship is preparing to enter stealth mode. I am also getting signatures across the board, I'm parsing them now... it's throwing up decoys." The AI Said as the Commander nodded. "Maybe the situation will be resolved then." He said before the AI spoke.

"I am receiving IFF, LDA Codes are legit, I am getting a priority one order to dock the Stealth ship in the hangar bays and extract the LDA Director." She said, and then the Clarity of Faith began to close in on the second ship, pushing forward and closing the distance before it was soon directly above the smaller ship, massive hangar bays opening up and gravity lift engaging.

"AI.. what are you doing?" The Commander asked.

"Carrying out my orders." She said, as the Reverence descended slightly, and a gravity well pulled the smaller corvette up into the Hangar bay.

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George Montgomery III offered an inclination of his head. "That wasn't so hard now was it?" George said, the deafening roar of the Reverence's engines now obvious in the house.

"Director, we'll be in touch, seeing as UCON is so ready to fire upon an Aschen ship, I'll send a note next time, It's going to be a shame if the Combined Fleet of Righteous Purpose gets updated orders because a General has a twitchy trigger finger, regardless, hopefully it will be sent to you, and not some TNG lackey, but I can't trust the mail system these days, especially with animals running the show, I bid you farewell." He said, before he slowly stepped out of the kitchen and out the door, and eventually, into the gravity well of the Clarity of Faith to be sucked up into the belly of the ship, and once George was aboard, he shook his head. "It's amazing the chaos, an opened fusion reactor would cause, As if I would honestly bring a hot nuke into Terran space."

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; The Artillery Major watched a diagram of the Strategic Missile launcher; a large-frame truck with a heavier missile pad hitched at the transmission, the Orca was the forefront piece of Coalition artillery superiority. As he surveyed an ordinance interface attached to Darkhammer's primary ammunition store, he leaned forward to authenticate an order.
"Mission Control, I have two heavy missiles for an immediate fire mission -- Cerberus Kinetic Strike Package online." He said, watching a video feed from the head-set of a Cavalry officer at the artillery platforms by the launcher.
"Forty-five second flight time from launch to impact, two more can be fired in another minute. These slugs are extreme-velocity high-precision, all we will need is a solid position fixture on that warhead. If they know what's good for them, they'll shut their asses up and get the hell out of here."

The Captain turned away from his interface, shouting up to the Cavalry officer standing in the cupola with the optical device attached to his eyes.
"We've got a Cerberus ringed to fire, but we'll need a strong enough bead on that warhead -- what have you got on that thing?" Alameda ordered, turning back to his interface.
"We have an Electronic Interdiction Vehicle on-station, suggesting area dampening to enhance strike effectiveness."

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; At FOB Darkhammer, a Coalition Warrant Specialist perched himself atop the turret of an SHV-A artillery tank, holding a pair of binoculars in front of his eyes and tracing the mass of the Aschen Reverence as it loomed across the city. Beneath him, the massive turret of the vehicle slowly rotated to aim at the vessel; the heavy magnetic rails of the Arbiter's dual cannons humming with an audible tune before the first 210 centimeter projectile was loaded into the breech of the weapons.
"Looks like they're bugging out -- you sure this wasn't a drill?" The Cavalrymen responded before using a small designating laser to gauge the distance to the target.
"Three klicks, Hoks ... look about nine-hundred meters. Who lets these guys take the wheel? They sure like to get low to the ground." He remarked before disembarking the Arbiter and jumping down to the asphalt.

"This is Captain Kosser at Battery Twelve, we have confirmation of Aschen ship providing security for our target. Advise?" He repeated one final time into the headset, cramped in the confines of the Tactical Command car parked in a fortified structure within the FOB. Parsing through telemetry and firing data, the Captain watched the six anti-ship cannons of the FOB's artillery platform adjust themselves with minute computerized actions. The constant hiss and whirr of machinery could be heard out the open hatch of the vehicle.
"If we're gonna' fire ... Battery Twelve to Mission Control, interrogative, that Aschen Reverence is still guarding the priority target?"

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Firecloud Ari still sat quietly, her fingers loosely gripping the top of the chair while her hand lay limp on the table. She was still focusing on her field, despite the fact that the Aschen were leaving. They were notorious for their parting gifts--and she was rather concerned that they would bestow one upon them tonight. There was a faintly perceptible tension in the kitchen as the field stretched out, attempting to repel all matter just outside of a couple of feet for Drulovic and Ari. Her grey eyes had remained fixed on George the whole time until he disappeared. When the NPA agents hurried into the room, her gaze rolled slowly toward them.

"The Aschen," she said slowly, "are a menace that really...need to be dealt with." Her voice was distant. She reached up to rub at her eyes with one hand, ending the transmission to Alameda as far as a visual went--but of course she could be heard.

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; Warrant Officer James Callum ran his hand along the frame of the Mobile Cannon that was nestled in Darkhammer's East Branch, an armored and dug-in fortification the housed the 20 vehicles of the FOB's strategic artillery unit. In just under five minutes, the heavier cannons formed the backbone of the deployable anti-ship and anti-orbital capbilities. As he rounded a corner and went below ground into an open trench system, WO Callum met with two other Cavalrymen as they disseminated information from the Battery's command center.
"What's the word? All the MACs are running hot, just put in the infor and they'll fire." He said, pulling off his patrol cap and scratching at his scalp with two fingers.
"Probably just a drill, all I saw up there was an Aschen ship. Hell, big enough target, but I thought the General would want to give us something ... well, harder to hit."

"What the hell is going on up there?!" The Commissar shouted out as he pulled himself up from the ground as the Reverence loomed overhead; shaking his head once, he leveled the shotgun against his shoulder and pointed down the street to Drulovic's house.
"I don't care if that ship is here for a funeral, let the FOB handle it, secure the area. Now!" He ordered the men forward, a trio of ITDM soldiers following him at a brief sprint as they rushed down the street and charged to the door of Drulovic's house.
"This is the ITDM! Sound off if you're not dead!" He shouted out as he approached, keeping his weapon aimed down while the others behind him swept the street with their weapons.

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The Ri'ehn woman growled irritably as she pressed the heels of both hands into her eyes. Her head was threatening to split, and her left eye was flickering with static images, while her mind thrummed to her own pulse, frequencies weaving variably in and out of her vulnerable skull. She struggled still to maintain the field--despite the fact that it seemed that the threat had passed.

It took a few seconds for her to realize that they were meant to move. With a deep and irritated sigh, she pushed herself to a stand. For a moment, she steadied herself with a hand on the chair she had been sitting in. Her eyes opened and she frowned.

The plates on the table slowly started to slide.

"We should ensure that he is not invited to any more dinners," she murmured in a distracted attempt at humor for Drulovic's sake. She shifted her gaze over to Mahi and squinted against the agony that any sort of light caused her at the moment.

"Where are we headed, sr'vehn?"

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; The Commissar let out a heavy sigh as he heard the NPA Agents report over the comms; he slumped himself against the wall, closing his eyes and breathing deeply before stepping away from the door and taking a position on the sidewalk to the street while the security prepared to move the Director from the house. He waved to the other ITDM soldiers around him, who were either busy observing the Aschen starship or established a defensive perimeter in front of the house.
"Alright, we have the street secured for extraction. Bring the Director out and get her mobile as fast as possible -- I don't want to stick around for any surprises that ship might have." He said, looking up and down the street as another soldier beside him scanned the road with his eyes.
"They said it was the Aschen? Huh, thought they had some more ... tact." He remarked, cradling his weapon into his shoulder as a pair of Coalition vehicles rolled down the street; the main contingent of the armored convoy guarding the NPA security.

"This is Captain Alameda, we've got a clean scope under that Aschen ship. I don't think they're hostile ... too much," Alameda remarked as he heard the engine of the Leopard APC roar to life. Coming in at a low prowl, the four drones that had been flying in a loose circle over Drulovic's house appeared overhead the Captain's vehicle.
"Saddle up and lock it down, we're oscar-mike with the Director. Stand-by for objective intel."

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Firecloud Ari felt Mahi shove against the pressure of her field and she grunted. At first, Mahi would feel a strange and inexplicable resistance--but as Ari weakened the field as he pressed against it, he was permitted... It simply felt as though he were moving through a cold, vibrating sludge.

Ari watched passively as Mahi interacted with Drulovic. Frankly, her head hurt too much to really make any kind of interjection. She merely found it distantly interesting that the Director had such a casual disregard for threats against her life--and Ari relished that about Drulovic.

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; The Commissar waited at the curb of the street, his shotgun nestled into his shoulder as he heard the door open behind him. Stepping out into the street, he waved his hand to one of the ITDM soldiers riding in the back of a Leopard troop carrier. The soldier quickly signalled to the rest of the security forces, using a brief communications message to assemble the convoy.
"This is the Commissar -- Captain, we're headed to Fort Veritas before any of this gets worse." He said, jumping onto the side of the troop carrier by gripping at a handle.
"Affirmative, CommEx. We'll be right behind you, I want you forward the convoy -- make sure we don't get stuck in traffic or something." The Captain ordered, and the Commissar remained hanging on the APC as it rolled down the street, pulling ahead of the convoy before burning onward through the path toward the Fort.

"Looks like we've got a clear route to the Fort, don't think we'll be having any more surprises."

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