Negotiations [Closed to Celestial Being]

[asingleshot]

Michael sat on the side of his sniper perch, constructed on the sidewalks of one of the main boulevards in the City. Normally this was his firing range, but now he was here for a meeting - with one of the most troublesome groups on the ship. As much as Setsuna and his comrades were pains in Starfighter Command's neck, they needed every last body

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[eltneg]

Negotiations? Tieria was still trying to find his footing in this astronomical mess of a situation, and someone wanted to have negotiations?

It's safe to say he was entering a likely volatile situation already on the wrong foot. Such evidence of this can be found in the way his arms are tightly barred against his chest, eyes like copper lightning behind his glasses. He'll let Setsuna conduct the introductions, quietly (for now) keeping his distance when they'd made it to the coordinates Michael had specified.

[sniping_meister]

Lockon approached with his hands in his pockets, the air of nonchalance belied by the way he stared straight ahead without wavering and his deliberate steps. Haro floated beside his head, oddly quiet for the time.

[eradicating_war]

"Michael Blanc," Setsuna spoke as they all approached. Michael was someone Setsuna had seen around, but never exchanged words with before now.

"You wanted to talk. We're listening." So, no introductions or anything of that matter. Just straight to business.

[pinkbridgebunny]

Feldt was a quiet, pink, presence behind the Meisters. She was a member of Celestial Being, but she wasn't a Meister. She would follow them and help them out. She kept quiet, just listening to what Setsuna would say.