He mused for a moment before asking ''What traditions do you speak of? Are they a family thing? as in, do all families have traditions of sorts, or is it more of a..cultural thing, for Maltese people?'' He suspected that was a silly question but asked it anyway so as to see her reaction, a million different emotions and thoughts could be expressed in the way one held their head, or moved their eyes and he was still uncertain as to what the individual in front of him was thinking and feeling.
Loyola feels like this question is completely unneeded. She wanted to sigh and probably make her answer more harsh than it came up in the end. Partly coping her irritation, Enma replied in a tone of some annoyed teacher who have to repeat something obvious to one of his hopeless students.
"It's just a dynastic traditions. As I said earlier a couple of centuries ago my family have lost it's high position. So we had to serve to other families as combat pilots mainly. Of crouse it's ended in further family depopulation due to combat losses. As generations before me, I had to learn how to fly a fighters so I could be useful. There is no any sort of enthusiasm or romantics."
This time she replied instantly without taking any second to think. "Power vacuum. It sometimes happens in every system and all you need to do is not to be afraid."
He was slightly confused by her response, rapid and oddly vauge as it was. ''Mind if I ask what happened?'' he said knowing that she, like everyone, had secrets that she may not wish to share.
She looked at him even somehow friendly. She knew that her last reply was confusing so there is no wonder in this question coming next.
"Sure. Previous government led by the Crimson Cross was in stagnation and close to collapse. They ran out of support and resources to maintain their regime, in the end, I think that they even lost their faith. As you expect in such cases, huge political and military activization happened. Many really important individuals and groups suddenly let know of themselves. Luke Orsini of the Contari Lance and his people, 101st squadron which got quite a bit of support again. SR who were reformed into the Commune, Mosquitos squadron, everyone was involved. In this situation I felt myself weak and incompetent, but the council that I've formed eventually prevailed. There's a high portion of disappointment in the end, but I did what I had to."
He mused for a moment, pulling out a folder from one of the drawers and began to read through it. ''It has been mentioned before..'' he said pausing as he came to a particulare page ''That the government of Malta was, if anything, quite fractured. Different families controlling this and that. So my question is'' he said putting the folder down ''When the Crimson Cross fell apart, and you formed your council, how did you do it? Forgive me for saying but, a fighter pilot does not strike me as someone who would be politically savvy, if you understand my meaning''.
She looks at her hails for a moment and then switched her look back on Dr. Scott. "Naturally, I had some experienced advisors. First of all, Elaria from the old Contari family line. Her help on early stages is invaluable. And later I had people who helped me, for example Geneviève Marie Mercier, talented girl with a huge potential.
And there's a small misconception in your statements. National Council was never formed as the parallel government. Person who will tell you this is either a liar or an idiot. Council was formed as consultative body in the first place. There was a risk of a new wave of civil war and main goal was to make people talk instead of fighting. What national council was turned into later is the other thing. But I believe that some people are taking more power than they can carry.
As for my initial motives to get into the politics..., I wanted to avoid repressions by the Crimson Cross government. I thought that it will be way harder to do with a political figure. And I was right."
''What sort of repressions? And what happened?'' he asked, quite intrigued by the way the conversation was moving but letting it flow all the same, if need be, either one of them could turn it back to it's original topic. He silently moved his hand, motioning toward her glass, wordlessly asking if she would like a top up of her juice.
Another expected question. Enma is ready for this and starting to answer it right in the next moment. "Oh, I used to serve in the Crimson Cross ranks. The 12th Recon Volunteer Wing to be exact, I had a rank of teniente, which equals the lieutenant. There I completely realized how horrible that is to serve the Nomads and that I can't stay in this organization anymore. During Omicron Delta expedition, I surrendered myself to the Core. It is by far the only power in region that is having an opportunistic approach and can be dealt with.
And naturally, I used my first opportunity and left with Core break away group led by senora Raven. We made all the way from deep Omicrons to Coronado and regrouped there. I was offered to be a Sentinel in her personal wing, I agreed. I do not regret it, I did what I had to and it was an interesting experience in the end.
It did not last long, Cross have captured and tortured my brother, demanding me to return. I had no choice, but following that demand. I don't know what would happen to me if my brother didn't die at the second day after my return. Cross was afraid of scandal so I had some time to secure my position on Malta.
You can already feel how does Maltese politics works. No matter if I spent my best effort to cope the influence of pro-Nomad regime on Malta. They will call me Nomad agent or even infested. And now they just say that I'm dead. If you find political standards in your House low, I hardly suggest you to reconsider it. And of course triple-check any information you get from those people."