The Alcatraz depot lounge and pub

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[font=Garamond]Anger lit the eyes of Malfient at the mention of Clif. It was obvious that there was no love lost with the
man's capture. The arrival of the wine quenched any stirred feelings. A low ranking Rogue set it on the
table and ran off. Dervin's eyes followed the man as he reached to pour himself a cup, offering Roger
the remainder as the man finished setting out his proposal.

"I'm interested in your ideas, to say the least. It's a small wonder that Clif hadn't passed them off
as his own invention, but there's been no discussions on the issue. There's more reasons than just this
to develop a more... covert wing of Rogue pilots, but it would serve as a motivation to get the idea off
the ground, no doubt."

Dervin sat back and sipped his wine thoughtfully. "Since I've called in every bugger to Liberty to
keep the lawfuls busy, Liberty has been a traffic jam of madness. It would be interesting to expand
our horizons, so long as Liberty get's paid its due attention, of course. I'll have to discuss it some with
my underbosses, but I don't see any reason why this shouldn't happen. On the down low, of course.
I'd rather none of my friends in Rheinland catch wind of this operation, nor the existence of such a
wing. Fortunately, a man in my position has ways of laundering the money..."

He trailed off and reached again for the baggy of cardamine in his pocket. He carelessly inserted a
knife and snorted a small pile of the orange powder from the blade before continuing. "Of course,
this means that we'll have to be careful who we include. Considering your history with the Rogues,
I'm sure you know that not all are to be trusted, but I've a few in mind. It may take a short time to
gather everything, but I'm optimistic that this could be a good avenue for the Rogues, and the
existence of such a secret wing would ease a good number of sticky situations." Malfient reached
into another pocket to grab a datapad and began to make a few notes whilst drinking his wine. After
a time, he looked up at Roger, "Anything more you might add while I'm here? The more detail, the
better," He grinned wolfishly and swallowed the remainder of his wine, a small blood red drop ran
down his chin from the corner of his mouth.