Enemies with ties.

[Daerune]

A man of about five nine stood with his arms folded, the mans amber colored eyes taking in her appearance as he was the first one to make the approach. It was true it'd not seen much love over the few years that he had it baring the marks of the Black Squadron and Order primary having jumped from Commander to Commodore it that simple transactions of fleets.

"I'm sure I even make my those who believe me their Allies nervous, though I suppose Doc knows how I operate enough to know better.."

His voice was calm as it ever was. Any emotion picked off from his expression was the same as his voice, the eyes not so much as dark and cold but hard and calculating with his paranoia constantly giving him doubts. He had no armor but he did have both his pistols on waist and clearly see-able the short-swords he carried everywhere.

"Do you enjoy testing peoples characters, or was it more for the fact of I knew of bits and bobs and you needed to make sure you knew my... position."

His last word dragged out a bit, not being sure that his wording was correct, although he was pretty sure he knew the answer, he liked to have no doubts, not often being the one questioned which he certainly didn't like.

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