Brubaker was willing to possibly concede, one maybe two Mordere's arriving on rim was a coincidence, maybe some kind of strange co vacation tradition they engaged in. By the time the tenth arrived he suspected something was up. This was one older than the others and clearly the one in charge if they had such a thing. Brubaker had gotten used to his little meetings, Roberts had barricaded his office with most of the active personnel left on the station he refused to even open the door while the Mordere's were still there, they had taken to feeding him through a slot in the door.
"What will I be drinking today?" He didn't know if this was the standard thing this group did, or something they were humoring him.
"It's very rare, from the old world pre apocalypse." This man talked with a bit of hush to his voice he had a scar over his voice box from some trauma.
"Old doesn't mean good." He poured the fluid it came out in a sludge.
"It does mean expensive, and I'm told everyone else took the really good stuff." He took a seat and held the glass up, took a sip and passed it to Brubaker as if to show him it was not poisoned.
"Could just mean the poison was on your lips, or perhaps this is a combo poison, ten elements over a day for me to get it all in, this is the cap and it kills me." The man smiled, the manifest said his name was J. Dubois.
"I'll have to remember that one, but I'm sure as my colleagues said poisoning is not our style, we don't carry the iron for show you see." They had informed Brubaker, several times, but he liked the dance each one had about the drinks.
"So are you going to claim that horse shit about vacation?" Dubois smiled again, the other ones did not smile, apparently he felt more open to smile than his compatriots, he also had an unearthly hew to his skin, the kind you only get from not seeing the sun very often.
"You don't believe us Colonel?"
"Your people are not known for their honesty."
"Words that wound, but you are correct we are not actually here on vacation, but I assure you we are also not here to harm anyone, least of all your cowardly station commander."
"Than what are you here for?"
"You wouldn't believe me if I told you." And that's all J. Dubois would say on the matter and since it was against the law to congregate on the station Brubaker could not compell him to say anything further.
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