“You think she’s being serious with the whole ‘I’m here for the people.’ spiel?” Lister asked.
[color=76D0FF]”No, I’m not [i]that[/i] naive.”[/color] She shook her head, forgetting to keep her voice down.
“I think that if the NPDRE stomps us out and takes full control, their profits are on the line. Fedorov would need money to fix the planet after a civil war, and people like her are loaded.” That was if they didn’t go medieval on them just because they could, so far this conflict had a weird habit of incorporating the most shitbag behavior into it.
“But if she backs us, she’ll be one of the people who enabled ‘the people’ to retake their planet-”
[color=76D0FF]”And maybe gets to have a say in who gets to run the new-new regime. Like one of the connections she mentioned. And friends in high places are good for business.”[/color] She agreed, both letting the silence hang for a while to hear more of the conversation.
[color=76D0FF]”She had me with the accommodations though.”[/color]
“Yeah.”

Then the Colonel unfortunately decided he’d had enough of the audience, probably not helped by everyone and their mother yelling questions - if only questions, was that tanker drunk? - and took the debate elsewhere.
“Aw, smeg. Show’s over.”
[color=76D0FF]”Well, let’s go make friends. Colonel’s orders.”[/color]
“Go ahead, I’ll go reset the table and clean the cards.”
She walked over to the two men, waiting for a break in the conversation to join. [color=76D0FF]”Looks like you might get your wish with the FPA after all, Family Man.”[/color] She addressed her fellow Green Knight before turning to Jon and offering him a hand to shake and a smile, [color=76D0FF]”Hi, I’m Marit. I don’t know what it is that you do or what sort of deal you have with your current employer, but we have some free capacity now and I can promise our Colonel doesn’t march us into the middle of nowhere to have Myomer Man point a shotgun in your face.”[/color] She jested, [color=76D0FF]”Don’t think ill of the big man, we’ve had… a month.”[/color]