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ellipsis · 05-19-2022, 10:33 PM,

Freeport 6 | 16:00-16:15

Not long after they had taken residence within the private room, a Kusarian Geisha liner named the Ishizuchi had moored itself on the station. Not only was it less incriminating than the standard Blood Dragon vessels, but it makes sense for a Shogun to arrive on something grandiose in design. Tsuya herself was residing at the captain's seat on the bridge, watching carefully as the large ship connects with the Freeport. She makes a call for the crew below to open the mooring gates to allow for them to board. Orders to power down the engines were sent out as well to conserve the fuel of the liner. Lastly, the bridge crew is ordered to remain on standby until they return. With that all said and done, she unseats herself and takes a walk to the Daimyo quarter of the bridge where she would find a resting Minamoto, who'd fallen asleep mid trip. She wakes him to inform that they've arrived, and that it's time to get ready for the meeting.

Several minutes later, the pair are dressed in their best and formal traditional clothing. In the event that she must make note of things during the meeting, she brings along a portable neural net tablet capable of making additions to her log remotely. Finally, they depart the Ishizuchi and follow the directed path to their meeting place. Tsuya thought it quite considerate of Valentina to reserve a private sector of the bar for their meeting to be in peace. So far, the impressions of her have broken many of the typicalities of a usual Corsair. She wonders if her time abroad and away from Crete has drastically changed her behaviors and mannerisms. Regardless, her origins are of no concern, unless Valentina was still aligned with and supporting them.

Before Tsuya and Minamoto knew it, they were already in the bar. Freeport 6 was a much more streamlined and organized station compared to the likes of Ames and Noshima, a trait which she greatly valued. She also felt more at peace here than in the darkness of the Shiun cloud or the dangerous storms of Kepler. With a few more steps, the door to the private room was right in front of them. Confidently, she opens the door, allowing the other visitors of the room to lay eyes upon them for the first time in person as the clicking of different heels becomes audible. Tsuya was elegantly dressed in her formal robes, clad in black from her head to her toe. The only trace of another color on her was her jingasa, and her armor, both shaded in a crimson red. her hands were covered completely by armored black leather gauntlets that extended past her forearms, and her legs covered in a similar fashion by armored heels and leggings. The heels and toeboxes made of an unusual metallic substance. From the vamp of her boots up to the shaft were externally plated with the same type of metal armor. It can be presumed that this armoring type prevents lethal damage from any type of energy sidearm.

Tsuya and Minamoto bow deeply. "Hajimemashite. I am Ubukata Tsuya, and this is one of my generals, Kamakura Minamoto. He specializes in our scientific sector, so he will prove most helpful in our business." Unlike the last meetings she's had on a Freeport, though, she decided to come armed this time. Equipped to her hydraulic obi belt were two high frequency blades, one significantly longer than the other. An additional laser pistol was equipped to it as well, but the safety on all weapons were enabled, signaled by the small yet bright blue lights on the hilts of the blades, and the barrel of the pistol. This prevented them from being drawn or shot, locking them into their holster arms. To take a seat on the sofa and not be inconvenienced by their presence, she pushes them all to lay flatly on her backside. The arms made a mechanical noise as they were moved, and now the weapons could be worn as she sits without poking the couch. "I apologize if our appearance may intimidate you. We simply could not be sure if you or anyone else might have been setting us up until we got here."

The Rose Dragons

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