Neymi made a face as Klaxx explained where most of their money had gone, briefly baring her canines, making it quite obvious the hybrid would have preferred the credits to be in her pocket. Darion response made her simply shrug and watch Rhi as the lieutenant spoke.<span style="color: blue">"Oh, don't worry <i>first</i> lieutenant, I wouldn't dream of holding back when it comes to you."</span>A deep purr rolled Neymi's lips while she grinned confidently at the woman, backing up her taunt with the subtlest of mental provocations to hit Rhi with just a teensy bit of excitement and lust. Not the smartest course of actions, but she had a hard time resisting a challenge like the military commander who would have preferred to have them shot. After all, hate is just as passionate as love, if not more.<br/><br/>As the clicking of heels rang through the corridor, Neymi's ears perked up in curiousity. She glanced briefly at the Zax queen, but just as quickly lost interest in her. She knew Zasarians better than Zax, but those didn't have females and Neymi had too little experience with Alliance leadership to recognize the empress for who she was. Neymi showed a similar lack of recognition towards the Camarian oracle and the Human president. Only when the computerized voice spoke out did the hybrid realize that the very top of alliance leadership was paying attention to the room. Realizing how sleazy and unprofessional she looked, she straightened herself quickly and shifted uneasy on her feet. She had no love or real respect for these people, but their presence implied just how important these unknown aliens are to the Alliance.<br/><br/>When Darion responded to the three, Neymi's fur got on end. The man had been put in charge, yes, but really he should let her do the talking. His diplomatic skills were lacking at best and going to get them killed at worst. She snorted at his words, quickly seizing the word as soon as he was finished.<span style="color: blue">"Opinions matter little in the face of facts, Darion. You really zhould weigh your words more carefully. Indeed, the legality of our mission is hardly in question. It's zimply business, and we retain a zort of code of conduct when it comes to business. In any case, Kryslin are opportunistic if nothing else. By not retaliating the Alliance would have looked weak, possibly provoking another war. With the destruction of the Kryslin Zhip at the hands of a non-Alliance vessel, they will think twice about their actions without the Alliance having overstepped it's terms."</span><br/><br/>Making sure she had the attention of all those in the room, Neymi brought up her personal computer, uplinking an image of the alien vessel to the room's monitors.<span style="color: blue">"No doubt the zhip AI provided you as much as it could, but I ran my own zcans and diagnostics on the alien vessel, as well as cross-referencing my findings with the library of the android Toi." </span>She gestured at the perky android with her free hand.<span style="color: blue">"He provided the term 'Guardias', though zearching through his databanks and logs didn't give me a clue why he associated the word with our phantom friends."</span>She let her words linger briefly in the air, giving those present time to absorb what she said.<span style="color: blue">"Zuch personality quirks aren't uncommon. Mostly a zign of memory wipe or lingering construction alghoritm. Combined with how much these aliens knew of the Alliance and the queen but nothing about our mission, we can assume that these phantoms or Guardias have an extensive zpy network in the Alliance."</span><br/><br/>Neymi glanced briefly at Darion.<span style="color: blue">"As commander Darion ztated, the goals of the aliens seem aligned with that of the Alliance's own. To call them guardians then is quite fitting. I couldn't say if they're wholly benevolent, but my zcans and that of the AI did give zome solid clues in how these phantoms work. I would be eager to provide this data to the Alliance, as well as my own theorems and zilence of the matter outside this room in exchange for a reasonable compensation and having these ridiculous charges against us dropped."</span>Seeking out eye-contact with each of the three leaders in turn, Neymi waited a brief moment before finishing.<span style="color: blue">"Though it might zeem we are only concerned with money, we like working for the Alliance and the Alliance's benefit. Just because we don't fit in with the rank and file army doesn't mean we can't provide our ztrengths. With some money in our pockets, we'll always be willing to help the Alliance deal with less clear and obvious matters where zending the military won't work."</span><br/><br/><b>[Psi blast (12+roll 6 + 3 bonus = 21)]<br/>
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