p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 11px; line-height: normal; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue'; -webkit-text-stroke-width: initial; -webkit-text-stroke-color: #000000;"span style="font-kerning: none;"Lotor wasn't quite sure what he was expecting as he neared the rebel base. As far as he could tell over the coms he had lost a crucial opportunity to endear himself to the rebellion when he'd chosen to observe the rebel's fighting strategies rather than risk his ship in battle. /span/p
p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 11px; line-height: normal; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue'; -webkit-text-stroke-width: initial; -webkit-text-stroke-color: #000000; min-height: 12px;" /p
p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 11px; line-height: normal; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue'; -webkit-text-stroke-width: initial; -webkit-text-stroke-color: #000000;"span style="font-kerning: none;"Now one of the rebels had died flying his ship into the shield, a rather tasteless and emotional affair, and one of the rebels fighters had noticed his presence on the outer edges of the battle. This did not bode well for his future with the rebellion and the advantage and protection it could offer him from the empire until his plan was complete. Lotor had stayed relatively far away from the battle and only one ship had come close enough to pick him up on it's sensors. He committed the make and serial number of the ship to memory, making sure to take note of where it had docked for future reference./span/p
p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 11px; line-height: normal; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue'; -webkit-text-stroke-width: initial; -webkit-text-stroke-color: #000000; min-height: 12px;" /p
p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 11px; line-height: normal; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue'; -webkit-text-stroke-width: initial; -webkit-text-stroke-color: #000000;"span style="font-kerning: none;" When he came within 5 dobashes of the base he hailed the rebel fleet, "Attention, Paladins of Voltron and rebel fighters. This is prince Lotor. I have come to negotiate for terms that I believe with the amicable to us both." /span/p
p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 11px; line-height: normal; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue'; -webkit-text-stroke-width: initial; -webkit-text-stroke-color: #000000; min-height: 12px;" /p
p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 11px; line-height: normal; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue'; -webkit-text-stroke-width: initial; -webkit-text-stroke-color: #000000;"span style="font-kerning: none;"There were gasps and and hundreds of whispering voices could be heard on the other side of the coms. /span/p
p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 11px; line-height: normal; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue'; -webkit-text-stroke-width: initial; -webkit-text-stroke-color: #000000; min-height: 12px;" /p
p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 11px; line-height: normal; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue'; -webkit-text-stroke-width: initial; -webkit-text-stroke-color: #000000;"span style="font-kerning: none;""Do I have permission to dock my ship?"/span/p
p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 11px; line-height: normal; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue'; -webkit-text-stroke-width: initial; -webkit-text-stroke-color: #000000;"span style="font-kerning: none;"More whispering, then an unfamiliar voice spoke through the coms/span/p
p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 11px; line-height: normal; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue'; -webkit-text-stroke-width: initial; -webkit-text-stroke-color: #000000; min-height: 12px;" /p
p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 11px; line-height: normal; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue'; -webkit-text-stroke-width: initial; -webkit-text-stroke-color: #000000;"span style="font-kerning: none;""This is commander Olia, you may dock your ship,"/span/p
p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 11px; line-height: normal; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue'; -webkit-text-stroke-width: initial; -webkit-text-stroke-color: #000000; min-height: 12px;" /p
p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 11px; line-height: normal; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue'; -webkit-text-stroke-width: initial; -webkit-text-stroke-color: #000000;"span style="font-kerning: none;""However," suddenly the voice got harder and colder "be aware Prince Lotor, that you are under constant surveillance and we will not hesitate to take action if we believe you pose a threat." /span/p
p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 11px; line-height: normal; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue'; -webkit-text-stroke-width: initial; -webkit-text-stroke-color: #000000; min-height: 12px;" /p
p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 11px; line-height: normal; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue'; -webkit-text-stroke-width: initial; -webkit-text-stroke-color: #000000;"span style="font-kerning: none;"Lotor swallowed and mentally weighed the risks. On one hand having the rebels as allies would be an invaluable resource, despite the problems their distrust would pose, and he needed allies if he was to get anywhere in this war. On the other hand, if they decided that he was not worth the risk he was unsure if he could escape alive from the combined might of Voltron and the rebel fleet, even with his specially designed ship. He sighed internally, this was getting more complicated than he wanted it to— but still, he weighed it worth the risk. /span/p
p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 11px; line-height: normal; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue'; -webkit-text-stroke-width: initial; -webkit-text-stroke-color: #000000; min-height: 12px;" /p
p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 11px; line-height: normal; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue'; -webkit-text-stroke-width: initial; -webkit-text-stroke-color: #000000;"span style="font-kerning: none;""Acknowledged," Lotor stated "I will be docking momentarily." /span/p
p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 11px; line-height: normal; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue'; -webkit-text-stroke-width: initial; -webkit-text-stroke-color: #000000; min-height: 12px;" /p
p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 11px; line-height: normal; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue'; -webkit-text-stroke-width: initial; -webkit-text-stroke-color: #000000;"span style="font-kerning: none;"He steered the ship slowly toward the rebel base and let the engines run at half power, demonstrating - he hoped- that he was not a threat. Moving forward slowly, he was directed toward docking bay 2 by an obviously disgruntled rebel fighter and docked without incident. As he exited the ship he noted that while almost the entire rebel fleet and even a few members of the Blade of Marmora were present, the tensing of their shoulders the only indication of their aggression with the masks covering their faces, the paladins of Voltron were not a part of his welcoming party. It was odd—unlike the paladins he had come to understand. They typically fought the threat face to face and rarely ever let others collect information for them. /span/p
p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 11px; line-height: normal; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue'; -webkit-text-stroke-width: initial; -webkit-text-stroke-color: #000000; min-height: 12px;" /p
p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 11px; line-height: normal; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue'; -webkit-text-stroke-width: initial; -webkit-text-stroke-color: #000000;"span style="font-kerning: none;"Although their fighting style had changed abruptly, someone more experienced was obviously piloting the black lion, Lotor was still sure that Voltron would not have stepped out and let others greet him when they had become so obsessed with finding him. It seemed to go against everything he had observed about them thus far. /span/p
p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 11px; line-height: normal; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue'; -webkit-text-stroke-width: initial; -webkit-text-stroke-color: #000000; min-height: 12px;" /p
p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 11px; line-height: normal; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue'; -webkit-text-stroke-width: initial; -webkit-text-stroke-color: #000000;"span style="font-kerning: none;"After leaving his craft he raised his arms and was patted down aggressively for weapons by a group of rebel soldiers. He still had a few daggers and a flash grenade on him, he wanted to win their trust but he wasn't an idiot he knew that many people on this ship would rather see him dead in space before sharing their air with him, but he knew that they would not be able to detect these. The rebels stepped away, obviously angry that he had not given them an excuse to attack him, and he lowered his arms and turned toward the crowd of rebels who were now gathered around the docking bay, watching his wearily. /span/p
p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 11px; line-height: normal; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue'; -webkit-text-stroke-width: initial; -webkit-text-stroke-color: #000000; min-height: 12px;" /p
p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 11px; line-height: normal; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue'; -webkit-text-stroke-width: initial; -webkit-text-stroke-color: #000000;"span style="font-kerning: none;""Where are the paladins?" he asked, a hint of a smirk coming into his voice as a ripple of whispers swept the rebel crowd, some of the rebels even lifting their heads to glance around as if only now noticing the paladins absence. The smirk disappeared however when the crowd of rebels quieted down so they would make way for a middle aged woman to come toward him. She strode forward purposefully, wasting no time, and locked eyes with him as she did so. /span/p
p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 11px; line-height: normal; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue'; -webkit-text-stroke-width: initial; -webkit-text-stroke-color: #000000; min-height: 12px;" /p
p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 11px; line-height: normal; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue'; -webkit-text-stroke-width: initial; -webkit-text-stroke-color: #000000;"span style="font-kerning: none;""Prince Lotor," she stated, her eyes filled with the quiet confidence of a seasoned commander, continuing to walk toward him until she was just out of arm's-reach of him "If you wish to negotiate we have some conditions that must be followed before any terms can be discussed." She continued. /span/p
p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 11px; line-height: normal; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue'; -webkit-text-stroke-width: initial; -webkit-text-stroke-color: #000000; min-height: 12px;" /p
p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 11px; line-height: normal; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue'; -webkit-text-stroke-width: initial; -webkit-text-stroke-color: #000000;"span style="font-kerning: none;""I understand and will comply with any conditions you set for me. Although, I must ask…" He stated looking through the crowd once more for the now familiar shape of the signature Altean armour of the paladins. /span/p
p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 11px; line-height: normal; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue'; -webkit-text-stroke-width: initial; -webkit-text-stroke-color: #000000; min-height: 12px;" /p
p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 11px; line-height: normal; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue'; -webkit-text-stroke-width: initial; -webkit-text-stroke-color: #000000;"span style="font-kerning: none;""Where are the paladins of Voltron? It seems as though they would be instrumental in such a negotiation." He said, finally looking back at the commander who was now standing in front of him just out of arms reach. She narrowed her eyes at him and stood a litter straiter so she wasn't craning her head up to look at him. /span/p
p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 11px; line-height: normal; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue'; -webkit-text-stroke-width: initial; -webkit-text-stroke-color: #000000; min-height: 12px;" /p
p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 11px; line-height: normal; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue'; -webkit-text-stroke-width: initial; -webkit-text-stroke-color: #000000;"span style="font-kerning: none;""They are currently unavailable and will not be able to join us for negations, will you still go through with the negotiation process?" Olia stated, her eyes never leaving his, as if daring him to back down. /span/p
p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 11px; line-height: normal; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue'; -webkit-text-stroke-width: initial; -webkit-text-stroke-color: #000000; min-height: 12px;" /p
p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 11px; line-height: normal; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue'; -webkit-text-stroke-width: initial; -webkit-text-stroke-color: #000000;"span style="font-kerning: none;"He nodded slowly and bent until they were at eye level and then dropped his eyes in a sign of submission. /span/p
p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 11px; line-height: normal; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue'; -webkit-text-stroke-width: initial; -webkit-text-stroke-color: #000000; min-height: 12px;" /p
p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 11px; line-height: normal; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue'; -webkit-text-stroke-width: initial; -webkit-text-stroke-color: #000000;"span style="font-kerning: none;""I will." He said. "I was merely curious." He said, hiding the quirk at the corner of his mouth at the defensive nature of the commander behind his hair. His face was blank as he straitened and met her eyes, suddenly serious "Shall we begin?" He asked. /span/p
p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 11px; line-height: normal; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue'; -webkit-text-stroke-width: initial; -webkit-text-stroke-color: #000000; min-height: 12px;" /p
p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 11px; line-height: normal; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue'; -webkit-text-stroke-width: initial; -webkit-text-stroke-color: #000000;"span style="font-kerning: none;""Yes, come with me." She said and motioned for him to follow her. He obeyed and fell into step behind her, rebel soldiers flanking them on either side. They moved further into the ship and Lotor took the opportunity to look at his surroundings, trying to seem as non threatening as possible. /span/p
p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 11px; line-height: normal; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue'; -webkit-text-stroke-width: initial; -webkit-text-stroke-color: #000000; min-height: 12px;" /p
p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 11px; line-height: normal; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue'; -webkit-text-stroke-width: initial; -webkit-text-stroke-color: #000000;"span style="font-kerning: none;"There was no discussion as they moved along, not even between the guards, until they reached a hallway where a loud bang accompanied by a yell startled the group out of their silence, though the guards looked more sad then concerned so Lotor assumed this was something they had expected. They passed an off-shoot hallway and Lotor saw one of the paladins curled up on the floor, their back to the wall and their head in their hands. The Commander glared at him and he, realizing that this was most likely considered a private moment for the paladin that he was intruding on, quickly turned his eyes away from the hallway to look strait ahead. /span/p
p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 11px; line-height: normal; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue'; -webkit-text-stroke-width: initial; -webkit-text-stroke-color: #000000; min-height: 12px;" /p
p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 11px; line-height: normal; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue'; -webkit-text-stroke-width: initial; -webkit-text-stroke-color: #000000;"span style="font-kerning: none;"They reached a room at the end of the hall and two of the rebel soldiers who had been flanking them broke off from the group to stand guard at the door. Commander Olia waved at him to open the door and let himself inside, obviously not trusting him to keep his word and not attack her if her back was turned. His smile tightened but he said nothing, not trusting himself to speak when he was sure that whatever would come out of his mouth would do nothing to endear him to his rebel hosts. /span/p
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p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 11px; line-height: normal; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue'; -webkit-text-stroke-width: initial; -webkit-text-stroke-color: #000000;"span style="font-kerning: none;"He entered the room and sat himself down on one of the chairs that he found inside, the general entering behind him as well as the rebel soldiers. The commander sat on the opposite side of the table from him, turned her stern eyes on him and laced her claws together on top of the table. /span/p
p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 11px; line-height: normal; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue'; -webkit-text-stroke-width: initial; -webkit-text-stroke-color: #000000; min-height: 12px;" /p
p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 11px; line-height: normal; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue'; -webkit-text-stroke-width: initial; -webkit-text-stroke-color: #000000;"span style="font-kerning: none;"He started the conversation before she could. /span/p
p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 11px; line-height: normal; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue'; -webkit-text-stroke-width: initial; -webkit-text-stroke-color: #000000; min-height: 12px;" /p
p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 11px; line-height: normal; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue'; -webkit-text-stroke-width: initial; -webkit-text-stroke-color: #000000;" /p
p style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 11px; line-height: normal; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue'; -webkit-text-stroke-width: initial; -webkit-text-stroke-color: #000000;"span style="font-kerning: none;""So," He asked, smiling slightly "let's get started…"/span/p