With a little hesitation, he gathered his thoughts and started. “We have just received the standpoint of our high command, so we would like to present it.” He made a little pause then continued. ”I’m sorry to inform you that your request about the full schematics of the Leviathan class warship cannot be fulfilled. Our main concerns about having a top secret Zoner vessel so close to the House Spaces, especially near the notorious royalties of Gallia shouldn’t be ignored. We don’t see the assurance how would your movement could defend this technology against unwanted eyes, also we don’t think that such a single warship would stand against a whole house army, therefore risking the reveal of the Zoner’s most precious treasure. While was making this decision, we had to act responsible not just for the TAZ or the Phoenix, but the whole Zoner community. Revealing such secrets would cause major problems for the whole movement. I hope, while you don’t agree us, you understand our stance in this matter.” He stopped and looked to Dirk if he has anything to add.
Eric stood there while watching still at the planets Hodge and Podge.. He took a look at Theodore and made a wink. Theodore knew what Eric was up to. Just before anyone could respond on the response of Quiron he spoke..
"May we see his reply Quiron? As i am very curious what he stated on the matter.. As i doubt we have any secrets for each other do we?"
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Dirk was very surprised to hear that.'They don't believe us! I cant frakking believe it'!). Dirk, never being one for diplomacy when pure rage would do, did his best to hold his emotions inside. If their was one thing he 'disliked' more then Bounty Hunters, it was having his honesty questioned. He took a deep breath and tried to remember a clamitive meditation that the leader of Phoenix, Christian Burton had taught him. 'Easy now big guy' he told himself 'there's no point in getting mad over this'). His mind then passed to the recent memory of Pope Brittionias smashing some poor piece of glass, and it made him smile, it was just what he needed to regain the charisma he was so well known for. 'It is most disappointing to myself and Quiron that you would doubt our ability to relay the clear message of our leader to you in this fashion. At any rate, it would seem the mandate of our mission is complete, as Christian has made it very clear his position on the matter. Myself and Quiron will depart you now, as we are needed back at Livadia Shipyard as soon as possible. If you have any further inquires on this matter, they can be made to Christian himself in person, you are free to contact him at any time to arrange it. That being said, we would both like to thank you personally for your hospitality here at Malaclypse, if nothing else it has been a pleasure to visit this oasis of the stars.'
Brettonias felt an eye beginning to twitch as he listened to their replies, drooping his head a moment as his hair began to cover his eyes to hide his failure. He turned to the side and pressed a panel on the doorframe, listening to the rush of air as the doors slid open, allowing Dirk and Quiron to pass. 'We would both like to thank you personally for your hospitality here at Malaclypse, if nothing else it has been a pleasure to visit this oasis of the stars.' The phrase rattled inside him for a moment until Dirk passed by him, quickly pressing a button on his arm and shifting it to cannon mode. In a near flash, Brettonias raised his head and aimed the barrel at the back of Dirk's head.
Let me tell you then about this piece of top secret technology.. It was designed by Doc Holiday himself when I was recooperating after a few months as a Gallic Prisoner of War. I then took the model to my good friends in the Nature's Last Hope... and they modified it a bit. They combined the schematics of their photon weapons from their ships and combined it into my arm..
He began to squint his eyes at Dirk as the smell of burning ozone began to hit his nostrils, taking no attention to the pair of Templar Guards that had their weapons raised as well.
I'm not sure on how the process works, but it takes the oxygen from the surrounding air and causes the shot to solidify, turning it into a hardened crystal of green as it fires from the port. I've tested this on firing ranges and the like but only once used it in combat... Think of it as a smaller version of the Gaia's Angel Mr. Dirk... Now... I've shared one of my deepest secrets with you and everyone in this room.. So now they themselves know how it works and what to do with it, Even if they're my friend and allies.. So let me ask you one more question.. Why the rush to leave our, as you put it, 'Oasis of the Stars'?
-"If we do not learn at least one thing a day....Our minds turn to stupor"- Kyle Sparrgrove -2005
Dirk turned to face the Pontiff, 'Partner, do you think your the first one to pull this little trick on me your are sorely mistaken'. Dirk smiled over the barrel of the popes blaster, 'I was raised on Houston, and personally I know you don't have the grapes. Now your gonna put down your little toy there and my and my associate are gonna fly out of here, without incident. Is that clear?' Dirk saw the blaster tremble ever so slightly and, as he usually did in these kind of situations, took it one step further. 'And pulling a weapon on two completely unarmed men who are emissaries from one of your allies? How very un-zoner like of you. You know, at first I was not certain of Christians reasoning behind his decision, but you have helped me see the light Pope. With the kind of violent ambition your showing here, you have shown what your true intentions really are. Whats next? Are you going to start taking fellow Zoners prisoners now? Or maybe you would prefer to execute the messengers right here, eh Brettonias? I suggest you make your next move very carefully, you are on the verge of a DIRE mistake.'
Theo couldn't believe what was happening. Quickly, he adressed bot Templars standing at the door.
Soldiers, would you please escort Pope Bretonnias out of the room? He seems to be a little over-stimulated.
The two Templars stood still as a wooden plank in their positions. Theodore was the administrator of the Freeport, and a Templar himself, but despite the fact that Templars did not have a strict hierarchy structure, they both knew Pope Bretonnias was the highest ranking Pope in the room. They had no choice but to ignore Theo's orders. Theo turned to Bretonnias then.
Pope! This is outrageous! We had this gentlemen come from the other side of Sirius to bargain with them, not shoot them or even make them prisoners! What do you think Doctor Mojo will say about this? And Doc Holliday!
"Pope Brettonias, please listen to your fellow associate's reasonings." Quiron felt his heart in his mouth. "It's not your enemies who are standing in front of your eyes. Don't make this situation even worse than it already is." He slowly raised his right hand towards the Pope to extend an olive branch. "I ask you, listen to your common sense."
Theo stood between Pope Bretonnia's gun and the Phoenix representatives.
Let me tell you how we Eristic Replicants behave.
The Law of One - An Eristic Replicant must never hurt an Erisian Acolyte, Pope, Apostle, or such.
The Law of Two - An Eristic Replicant must never, by inaction, allow an Erisian Acolyte, Pope, Apostle, or such to get hurt, unless this contradicts the Law of One.
The Law of Three - An Eristic Replicant must always obey his tutoring Erisian Acolyte, Pope, Apostle, or such, unless this contradicts the Law of One or the Law of Two.
The Law of four - An Eristic Replicant must always protect it's own existance as long as this does not contradict the Law of One, the Law of Two, or the Law of Three.
The Law of Fives - An Eristic Replicant is also subject to the Law of Fives.
Theo continued talking as he switched stares to both Bretonnias and Eric.
I will certainly not hurt you to avoid you harm these gentlemen, but I know that the outcome of all this will hurt the entire Eristic community, so I bypass my own regulations of self preservation and tell you that you will have to kill me if you want to shoot this men.
A bit of a grin began to appear on Brettonias face as he lifted his paw up, switching his arm back out of Cannon mode. And with a bit of a laugh took Dirks hand and shook it.
You called my bluff quite well Mr. Dirk. I commend you for that. Fortunately the first shot towards another being is not meant for you. But I did such to make a point that I think you can more than understand. Please understand this. For a brief moment Mr. Dirk. I held your life hands, but right now, you, Mr. Quiron and the rest of Phoenix hold the lives of everyone on board this station, within Baffin, and the surrounding systems.
Brettonias let out a short sigh as he looked at Theo, giving a reassuring glance before returning to Dirk and Quiron, lifting his hand up and rubbing the side of his temple.
I know that my ethics may seem extreme and strange, but in the end, they're effective. But for such I apologize. Earlier you stated of the Nephilim the Order uses that was modified. I knew of its existance long ago due to the fact my sister works in the 141. And yes I know of her dealings with you. I have my reasources. But Gentlemen. My colleeges here make a point on why you are leaving in such a rush. And here I want to know why Mr. Christian himself would deny even us the right to such in which all Zoner breatheren can ask for.
As he looked at Theo again, he gave a bit of a wink.
Sorry about this Theo. Even in our society, Eris demands a little bit of Chaos to keep the peace..
-"If we do not learn at least one thing a day....Our minds turn to stupor"- Kyle Sparrgrove -2005