The tri-council had met early that day and signed the paperwork. It was a dull task and the three of them had merely done it out of necessity rather than any real pleasure.it had been a stuffy little room out of sight of prying eyes. They had met on earth since it fell under the protection of the GSU, which was a sort of neutral point to them. A good amount of their forces were veterans of the GSU so, it was a fitting place. They had even had a quick drink to corremerate the occasion and to lead into a good future together as a faction before heading downstairs where the main lobby was.


They rented out a small building, with a full bar. It was a sort of meet and greet for both potential employers and future employees. It wasn't anything too fancy but, it did give them a chance to recruit and get a good start for the Coalition. As the doors opened to let people in, Altus quickly found himself shaking hands and talking to a very large amount of people.  Business owners needing security, ex-soldiers, and a variety of other people seemed to almost flood the place. Despite being very new, the presence of such a large mercenary faction had caught the eye of many a people.

The event was going well and he could see that they were being looked at by many different companies and recruiters. It didn't take long before missions and operations were being scheduled and set up. One in particular excited him. It was a express operation, something that needed to be done in the next couple of days and wasn't too far from here.

Altus ended up having to contract out another starship to carry their troops into the battlezone. The ship was not to engage in the battle but, instead to carry the battalion of Rippers and Crushers into the battlefield. The idea was to disable a small frigate that was carrying illegally gotten gains. The merchant whom the gains were from desperately wanted them back but, local authorities would do nothing.

Elizabeth walked into the "open house," or so it was called. Her own ship had just crapped out on her, resulting in a heaping hunk of burning metal...and possibly some radioactive leakage...

She had heard talk of this Blackguard Coalition, apparently it was a combination of a mercenary group, some merchants, and religious fanatics. Elizabeth, herself, had only been interested in the mercenary work.

Scanning the group, she quickly picked out the one in charge. It was easy to do so, he was the one making contracts. Walking up to him, Elizabeth waited until he was finished talking. Then, jumping in before some on else could say something, she snapped her fingers in front of the man's face and said,

"Hey, the name's Elizabeth. Your next job, I'm joining. Got that? If you have questions, I'll be over there." She pointed out a spot in the back left corner of the building. Her attitude and manner of speech caught the man by surprise.Evidently, he wasn't used to this kind of treatment.

Elizabeth went to the seat that she pointed out, waiting for the man to finish his dealings and come talk to her. A scowl firmly planted on her face. Her arms neatly crossed, and her left boot resting on her right knee.