"This must be our man" Aggrippa grinned, as a human in a stunning three-piece suit approached them, hand outstretched. It was an intricate piece of clothing, with cogs and clockwork all over the place. He felt more than a little underdressed, but he smiled and bowed anyway, before shaking the young man's hand vigorously.

"A pleasure to meet you, your Eminence. My name is Aggrippa Celeste." His own Common-Tongue was just as graceful, having studied it extensively "Me and my... Erm, co-worker? Ally?" He looked to Lyra for help.

"Ally, I guess. My name is Lyra, sir." Lyra's own dress was formal by Seraphim standards, but perhaps a little plain by Coalition reckoning. It was fairly short, stopping just above the knees, and was sleeveless, kind of like a summer dress. She had no jewellery or finery, and it was a dull grey colour. There was a reason for it, though - this was actually a modified Coat-of-Plates, made from the same hard threads that the Pariahs' used for extra reinforcement. It kept her light on her feet and gave her just as much protection as Aggrippa, if not more. She also had an Repeater by her hip, somewhat out-of-place on the otherwise harmless-looking dress.

"We are here to represent Orsini. I do hope we learn more about each other tonight - although, it must be said, I am very impressed with what I see so far."

The offer of food and drink had little attention heeded to it "A little glass of water, please" and then talk turned to a more serious subject - the green skinned neighbours of Orsini "Yes, there was some difficulty. I'm afraid a unit we sent to discuss peace has wound up missing. We don't know of their fate as of yet."