We'll Take it From Here

Brubaker didn't want to meet this Director Wix, he didn't want to have to walk down to the docking bay with only two soldiers (the rest were still guarding Roberts from the Mordere's despite him clearly telling Roberts that they were about to be overrun). Brubaker considered briefly asking the Sergeant that showed up with Lorentino for her help, but one more gun wouldn't make much of a difference. Brubaker scanned the transport ship and it was just Wix on board, but there are ways around their scanners, especially for a modern transport versus the ancient technology aboard Rim. He took his time just strolling down the hallways of the station he assumed would be doomed soon enough. When he got to the docking ring he ran into Dubois the defacto leader of the vacationing assassins.

"Come to ship off before the fighting starts?" Dubois was armed fully, his large old style cylinder pistol was handing from just underneath his right shoulder implying he was a lefty though Brubaker suspected he was ambidextrous as most assassins tended to be.

"No transports currently here, and no I am actually here to take over for you Colonel your services are no longer required." Brubaker was taken back, he knew that this group was hiding why they were there, but this part was extremely confusing.

"You'll have to repeat that I think you just told me you don't need me."

"I don't, we don't, we can take care of things from here, its why we are here actually." It was like being in a crappy dream, Brubaker knew what this guy was saying was the same language, but he didn't understand any of it.

"You're here to negotiate with some prick from the corporate sector?"

"Oh I'm sure he's not here to negotiate, don't worry you won't lose the station Colonel, go back to your office." Brubaker wanted to fight the one eyed killer, but he knew ultimately that would be pointless, and so he did as instructed and he left, he sensed it was a bad idea to leave, but he also knew that there was nothing he could do anyway. Whatever fate had cast for Rim the players were in place and all he could do was wait it out in his office, which seemed to be what he often did. Still he felt good that ruthless killers were going to negotiate with someone from the corporate sector, at least they were on even footing.