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The ready room aboard the Alliance Carrier, the Reliant, very rarely saw guests. Used mostly for military conferences and meetings among the ship's commanding officer and his subordinates, the room held no internal security, no audio recorders. Optical sensors kept watch, but for this meeting they too had been disabled. Secrecy was, for the moment, important.
The rectangular room was dominated by a long black durasteel table, with a holographic display embedded in its center. Reinforced seats lined its gleaming edges, while a model of the Reliant hung on the wall, along with dozens of banners, rewards, and commendations. It was clear that the room held great value to the ship and her crew. The situation was interesting indeed for its use to be granted to the few who were invited to meet aboard her.
Daisuke was one of the very first to arrive, being brought to the ship via a GA courier shuttle. Clad from head to toe in his Archangel, his custom battle suit, with more than a little dust and a few pockmarks and blast marks marring the armor, it was quite clear the call to the meeting had come as a surprise to him.
He strode into the ready room and made his way to the table's farthest end. The entire right hand side of the table faced a glasteel window that looked out across the stars; he sat down on the specially reinforced chair that'd been provided for him at the head of the table and removed his helmet, balancing it on his knee.
"Well. This should be interesting," he remarked, drumming his fingers upon the table and biding his time 'till the others arrived.
The ready room aboard the Alliance Carrier, the Reliant, very rarely saw guests. Used mostly for military conferences and meetings among the ship's commanding officer and his subordinates, the room held no internal security, no audio recorders. Optical sensors kept watch, but for this meeting they too had been disabled. Secrecy was, for the moment, important.
The rectangular room was dominated by a long black durasteel table, with a holographic display embedded in its center. Reinforced seats lined its gleaming edges, while a model of the Reliant hung on the wall, along with dozens of banners, rewards, and commendations. It was clear that the room held great value to the ship and her crew. The situation was interesting indeed for its use to be granted to the few who were invited to meet aboard her.
Daisuke was one of the very first to arrive, being brought to the ship via a GA courier shuttle. Clad from head to toe in his Archangel, his custom battle suit, with more than a little dust and a few pockmarks and blast marks marring the armor, it was quite clear the call to the meeting had come as a surprise to him.
He strode into the ready room and made his way to the table's farthest end. The entire right hand side of the table faced a glasteel window that looked out across the stars; he sat down on the specially reinforced chair that'd been provided for him at the head of the table and removed his helmet, balancing it on his knee.
"Well. This should be interesting," he remarked, drumming his fingers upon the table and biding his time 'till the others arrived.