William Liam Tinmall
With a speed that almost gave him neck damage, Liam started to flap him mouth soundlesly, flabrgasted at Valrin's blatant disrespect.
Did he want to make everyone an enemy? He was the one that was causing a mess whenever he went, and Daniel and Liam had to try and patch things up.
His MS had tried to shot him and they were still willing to help, why drill them for doing the bare minimum when dealing with unknown pilots?
"Yeah, this is not the place to make these kinds of accusation, right?"
Liam turned towards his companions as if searching for approval, but he noticed soon enough that there wasn't any approval to speak of.
"I'll... just shut up..."
“I guess we are, but certainly not by choice,” Daniel said. If the three wanted to survive in worlds far from their own, they’d have to work together, though that might be easier said than done.
As they all kept walking, the trio at last met the commander of this base. He was quite understandably irritated with the current events, though the general thankfully didn’t resort to any extreme punitive measures. Instead, he clearly wanted to wash his hands clean of this matter and hand it off to someone else. That was fine in Daniel’s book. If all parties can leave here relatively intact, then that would be ideal.
“None at all,” Daniel replied. But then…
Valrin, being himself, apparently had to fuck it up. This was beyond bad, the lunatic was cratering relations with the people who were giving them some form of shelter. Well, until they were all transferred to the Sunrider anyway. Daniel resisted the urge to simply throttle him, a testament to his discipline and self-control, though both were being sorely tested.
“What the hell do you think you’re doing?! Do you want these people to be our enemies?!” Daniel turned back to the general.
“I apologize on his behalf, the recent events must’ve been more stressful for him than we thought. It’s no excuse for his outburst, but I hope you can understand.”
Yeah, they were fucked.
The entire courtyard was thrust into utterly stunned silence, only breaking with an almost exaggeratedly loud sigh from Vicious himself. General Granger meanwhile, if it could be believed; looked even more pissed off; his face reddened with anger and disbelief. Yet somehow, he once again calms himself and responds in a measured, but very hard-edged tone.Valrin upon sensing his indignity, did the only thing any Imperial Official did when confronted with surrender.
He would stretch it out to be as painful as possible.
"Actually, yes I do have a question. Why are you so indignant after most of this was your own fault? You're the one who ordered our interrogations without due process, a right upon any world owned by Men. Do correct me if I am wrong there, please, I'll have further criticisms to share. With the destruction of the Cruiser, we saved you a hazardous memetic disease from being spread across your world. Even after that was explained by your Naval Detachment, you're the one who ordered us apprehended by a Military force to be brought here. Then you decide to visit us with the lack of Hospitality, treating us as enemies or criminals for a detonation in a lifeless desert far away from any Settlement that harmed noone , and act offended when after such a slight upon us, when I return it in kind. "
Valrin stares then directly into the man's eyes. Both know exactly what he can do in such a position, yet the only thing that happens isn't Grangers mind slipping out of his control. It may be a different Miliatry, but Valrin was familiar with Lord Generals who did not understand their true role and objective.
"Why are you not taking responsibility for your own orders General? "
"You forget your position, Outworlder... You are mistaking my unwillingness to escalate this idiotic situation and needlessly waste the lives of Cerans for your likes with weakness, perhaps you need to be shown just where you all stand? Lieutenant? My datapad."
One of Granger's Adjutants quickly brings the device up and soon enough, the general presents it to the outworlders. The screen was split in two: One side showed their mechs parked in one of the base's hangars after having been unloaded from the Sunrider and the other the one where Ignus had laid in berth, but the real draw was the fact that the Cerans' own mechs, the Ryders were right next to the inert machines; their weapons hot and very clearly pointing at the outworlder mechs. Though in Ingus' case, the Ryders had surrounded it from the left and the right, their pilots having been informed of what it had done on the Sunrider's hangar earlier.
"Push your luck and the four of you will end up joining the Sunrider's crew as Ryder mechanics rather than pilots."
At this naked display of intimidation, the Mercury's crewmen seemed... Somewhat bemused? Murmuring amongst themselves in high gothic, they made snide comments about how the Cerans were finally giving them some of the hospitality that they had quite dearly "missed" from the 41st millennium. Kazuki meanwhile was glaring daggers at the back of Valrin's head, if his VARG gets wrecked, that'll mean the end of his aspirations and his dreams of being a somebody in this screwed-up world!
Yet the most surprising reaction was from Vicious, who also was glaring; but it was no longer directed at the Knight Scion, who had caused this situation in the first place; but at Granger. The Chromatic made his displeasure of the general's show of force known, believing that he was lowering himself to the same level as such a spiteful and monstrous creature as Valrin, a contest that would doubtlessly end in ruin for all.