<hr/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>Viscount Leftenant Edward DuPierre</strong></span></span><br/><strong>Time:</strong>May 3025<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Siege Perilous: Starport Tarmac<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Kathryn Foss<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Arrival and Introduction<br/><hr/><br/>Edward gave the Kommandant a crisp salute, his form of respect befitting his rank and position on the planet. His dress was a simple tailored suit that had military insignia showing his position in the AFFS as well as the unit badge of the 3rd Crucis Lancers that he belonged in. His dress showed a regal air of authority, but also the simplicity and humbleness that has always been his trademark.<br/><br/>He did not bring a valet, not because he cannot bring one but it was by his own choice that he did not bring. Unlike his elder brothers who he saw as snobs, he preferred to do things that valets do himself, though he does ask people to help him in certain things when he feels that he is not able to do so. When the Lyran officer delivered his speech, he stood at attention and listened with his hands clasped behind his back and boarded the craft after giving the Kommandant a respectful nod.<br/><br/>The transport itself that they were in was quite unimpressive, but he shrugged as he didn't care what it looked like as long as it delivered him and its occupants safely to their destination. He then studied the  other inhabitants of the craft and was surprised to see a Drac with them. He had clashed with Kuritans in the field before and one thing he knew about them is that while they were enemies of the Federated Suns, they were honorable warriors... something that he could respect. Having one noble here from the Combine would prove to be a learning experience for him as he has never interacted with one outside of the battlefield.<br/><br/>He then watched his other Federation counterparts with some interest, though most of them were further up the line of succession than he was. Not that he gave a damn about that, and to be honest he knew most of the nobles here were seen as spares who their families do not see as important anyway. He then  looked at the female noble closest to him and said to her in a polite and respectful manner. "Greetings, Countess Foss. I am Viscount Edward Dupierre... pleased to make your acquaintance."