"Uh, oh..." Stab muttered outside. "Looks like Lord Unlucky got them riled up..."

Feltain grunted, shifting his grip on his rifle.

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Well. There weren't wrong about the factionalism, then. Unlucky made a snap decision. Fighting was almost certainly going to end up happening at this point and, well, honestly, Boldness seemed to a being cut from the same job as he was, really. If nothing else, this could prove to be interesting.

With a shrug, Unlucky abandoned his pretense, straighening out into a more professional stance and demeanour. With a casual flick of his wrist, he flipped the coldbeam pistol right side up into his right hand, but held down to his side. A slight change of position that he was now sure the other would pick up on placed the natural line of the draw, so to speak, away from Boldness and towards the nearest checkpoint.

"So. You proposal. Might be workable. Obviously need ask couple of questions before agreeing. This Furnace Knight... What he do to make Saoshyant mark him? Commit atrocity? Break rules? Religious sacriledge, political inconvience or something more interesting? Exactly what sort of form Saoshyant's gratitude take? Purely diplomatic or informational or material?"

With a couple of flicks of his eyes, he started lining up potential targets in his HUD. It wasn't the first time he'd conducted diplomatic negotiations during a firefight, and it would not be the last...