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Ivan responded to Junius with the same bow in return.

Normally Ivan would never imitate such an act, especially not to please religious figures. Ivan despises religious people, in his eyes they are worth less than the air they breathe, but something seemed off about this particular man.

Junius was giving Ivan an all too familiar vibe, this made Ivan's blood boil as his deja vu sense was screaming, yet how was this possible? He had never even heard of Junius before.

Ivan was eager to get to the bottom of this gut feeling.

The man resumed his formal military stature and introduced himself.

Ivan Norovich with Coalition Security. Pleased to make your acquaintance.

Ivan did not try to hide the fact that he was perplexed as to how someone would even conceive to not carry any technology, let alone show up to the summit wearing nothing but black robes.

You are an interesting one. Ivan spoke in a calm, analyzing tone.

Since all we do is stand around like figurines, why don't we get to know each other a little more? Tell me about yourself and this Church you represent, "Brother Junius".

Emiko had finished the hors d'oeuvres and had managed to get a main course of Mahi fish together. Her father would later tell her that it was every bit as good as what her mother used to make. With it staying warm in the oven, she slipped into one of her mother's old but still very beautiful full length Kimonos and greeted each delegate at the door. She would kindly smile as she curtsied and one of Doc's men would take weapons from those coming in. An x-ray would find even the hidden ones. "Doc's orders," he answered, "even he gave up his own."

Doc himself was in his best robes. It had been a very long time since he had worn them. He once vowed never to wear them again but he felt his re-calling to diplomacy. He also knew that he had his hands full as the representatives, for the most part, would be more into finger pointing, blaming or just seizing the opportunity for an assassination attempt on a high ranking official. Still, he hoped. It was really the only ammo that he had to work with besides a few videos and documents.

As his guests arrived, he greeted each of them and thanked them for taking the time to come. He also asked for patience, restraint and understanding on what would no doubt be a tense time. Basically, he asked that a peaceful resolve be given a chance. In Doc's mind, he had as much to gain as he had to lose. He could gain the peaceful solution that he wanted or he could end up with a full fledge war in Omega 49 and the Enterprise that he founded and spent so much time building would be in jeopardy. In his pocket he had notes for the speech he would give.

He enjoyed his reunion with Dankien Moebus. It had been some time and he was grateful.
"I am doing OK, Old friend," Doc replied. "Slowly but surely I am mentally healing. The extra provisions will help but let us wait to see if we need them."

It wasn't a preference but he spoke briefly but in depth with the Zoner reps. OSI administrated the system and VonCloud was a bit of a heavy hitter as well. He would need them and he knew it.
He made sure to give a proper address to the many other delegates as well and to show respect. Doc was a man of respect and saw it as a two way street. Duma Lexington was someone he had yet to meet and did his best to make him feel welcomed. The Corsairs and Coaltion were groups he knew well and did his best to keep up on leadership changes. He also gave a respectful greeting to Richard Davis and took a minute to chat with him.
"I appreciate you showing up, Sir," he stated. "Do understand that people will be upset not so much with you as they are with your government. You will be given a chance to give your position."
Still, so many new delegates that he hadn't seen before overwhelmed him a bit....and then he found Megeara.

"Long time since I last saw you," he said to her. "I do hope that you have been well."

He then made a general announcement to all. "I thank you all for arriving but would like take a little longer to allow any other guests to arrive." He motioned to a table, "my lovely daughter has prepared some hors d'oeuvres for all and I have a full bar with just about everything so please, relax a bit and enjoy."

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Tombstone Estate, Planet Gran Canaria

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A credit chip twirled in the air, creating a clear, metal like sound as the air sped through its borders, almost whistling in each turn. It fell on the hand of a David Chambers, retired. He kept twirling it in the air, while keeping an eye on the proceedings from a very long range with the aid of some nifty, very powerful toy, recording everything he was watching. If anything, that was the wrong kind of crowd for him in a long, long time. But he was good where he was. The vegetation was not only thick, but the toy's shield not only shielded him from whatever could poke him, but also hid him. Cloaking was becoming a thing, now portable. Finally, a woman arrived, on foot behind him and nodded to him. He just smirked, twirled the chit in the air towards the woman, that promptly caught it mid air. With a light bump of his foot, he removed the low part of a shrub, showing a case, the size of a coffin.

WIth a last silent nod, Chambers, the Copper Reaver started his long walk back to his hover pick-up, thinking if he would be able to catch a rainbow trout today.

The AI-Robot seemed so smile when it saw the x-ray. "Are you shure, that will work by this robot? But you can be shure; it has now weapons."

Later, the robot looked at Leonard, especially on his cybernetics. "Interesting cybernetics do you have. Will you tell me more About them?"

More than a small hello did the Robot not exchanged with Doc Holiday but is was just because of the time.

When the Core arrives the AI seemed to be not happy becouse of all the soldiers, but it wasn't acting against them. Maybe there would be some time to talk with their leader later.

"I have been well, how about yourself, Doc? Last time I saw you was... I was escorting you out of Delta to this planet. And here we are again. When I got your messenge, I postponed my operations elsewhere and put my associate in charge until I return. I must say you invited interesting people."

She walked away from Doc Holliday, towards the table.
Voncloud came into her field of vision again and she stared tauntingly at him. She picked up an apple when he wasn't looking and threw it into his direction, while aiming for his head. Not used to the armor yet, she missed him by an inch.
"Kallisti."

Voncloud sneered somewhat at Magaeras blatant disregard for his warning, though as she walked on past him he couldn't deny that a few years ago he likely would of been the same, his mercenary days it was easier to just be a quick handed gunslinger then a diplomat. His train of thought was interrupted however when Docs security removed the weapon anyway before letting her be admitted. Ideally Von wanted to just let out a full blown laugh but he had to settle for a discreet smirk. It was then he noticed Paul, his Successor in OSI, though before he had a moment to say anything he had already gone inside and announced with little subtlety that he, as always was thinking with his Stomach first.

Taking his turn to head inside he allowed Docs Security to check him over and X-ray him, nothing constituting a weapon could be found on him and such he was let inside where he was greeted by Doc taking his hand to give it one good singular shake "Doc, I believe this is the first time we have met in person, you have a very nice home, lets hope it stays that way with this menagerie of people" he chuckled before heading off to find somewhere a little out of the way from the crowd and find a good place to lean against where he could survey the crowd, he didn't envy Docs position, he had been in the same himself many times, the sheer weight of pressure on the mind and body was close to intolerable at times.

Whilst keeping his eyes on the crowd, not that anyone could see where his eyes were looking thanks to the glasses he wore he did note Magaera in his peripheral vision but his attention was on the more militant delegations, after all some of them represented factions who at one stage were bombing the planet, this did mean however he didn't see the approaching fruit based projectile until it was much closer and although he didn't need to, all he did was tilt his head enough to avoid it. his face remained blank but his eyes shifted to look at Magaera though his glasses wouldn't betray that fact. He was curious as to what her game was, although his initial thought was a grown up "How Mature..."