The guards lead Pyriel into heavily secured building, the security doors opening as they enter the code. Pyriel and the two guards walk inside as the blast doors close behind them.
They were inside a large room, which had the blast doors leading out on one side, and on the other side, a regular door, leading probably to the other room, in the center of the room there was a single desk with one chair, and a single light shining down and illuminating the desk. Pyriel moved towards the desk and waited there, as the guards stood behind him.
Suddenly the door on the other side opened, and a tall man walked inside. He was wearing the uniform of a high ranking naval officer and was carrying a briefcase, but remained in the dark mostly due to the nature of the room. He proceeded slowly towards the chair and sat down, his eyes examined the orb up and down as he opened the briefcase and pulled out some papers on the desk.
Talon: Good day, I am Admiral John Talon, and I've been sent here because we've received news of you wanting to...help us? So to speak...I'm very interested in what you have to say, especially all information regarding the Harvesters.
Talon took out some of the papers from the pile and pushed them towards Pyriel, his eyes gazing at him as if expecting an attack.
Talon: These are all the information we have gathered on the Harvesters so far, it is not much, but we haven't had much experience in dealing with a threat like this for a while. Some of the early encounters with them were easily taken care of by hacking or simply convincing the machine it was doing wrong. The newer encounters show that the machines have evolved, and have proven to be very resistant to hacking and other methods, destroying them is possible but they seem to have an inexhaustible amount of replacements. Any and all information you have to offer to us will be useful, so please, do speak.