Evening the odds.

Where: Supply Field C control room
When: During the meeting
Who: Davie, Seymour,
& Brittany,
watching the meeting between Amber, & Rosette, with Castillo, Cass, Justin,
with them holding Rufus hostage with an explosive collar. (phew)
 
<Snip>
 On one side of the
supply field, Rosette and Amber stepped out from
complete darkness into... not much better, really. At least you could
tell that someone was there now.
On the other side, as promised, came Castillo. She of course had
Rufus in tow, who had now been released from his complete captivity,
now to the relative freedom of next to Castillo. (not very free,
really. but it's better than a small dark room with a Scyther standing
guard.) Following behind was Cassandra, holding the remote. Just to
compound the feeling of being outnumbered, Justin had joined the
group, feeling like he'd be missing out on the party.
Up in the control room, Seymour, Davie and Queen Brittany stood,
watching the proceedings. This meeting was going to be the end of it
all. The Ultimate Showdown, of Ultimate Destiny.
<End Snip>
 
 
            Davie peered down into
the darkness of the Supply Field C, the night vision filter of his
exoskeleton's helmet illuminating the scene, watching as Rosette and Amber
stepped forward to meet Castillo and her entourage. This is it, he thought, this
meeting will decide who controls the ship in the very near future…In fact, if
my assumption is right, our rebellion, coupled with all of the others around
the JMC, this might decide who controls the galaxy in the not so distant
future…
            "How do you
think this'll go?" asked Brittany.
"I don't know," said Seymour,
"but I certainly hope it ends in a way that will allow us to avoid that
dreadful Castillo woman for a long time."
            "Well,"
said Davie, "I don't know how this going to end," he picked up a scoped plasma
rifle up from it's resting place against the wall, "but I want to make sure
that this meeting won't end with all of our deaths."
            He worked
the loading mechanism on the rifle, and walked towards the vent grate near the
floor. "Where are you going?" asked Seymour.
"I'm going to even the odds a little bit."           
 
*          *          *
 
 
            After Davie crawled through the
vents for a minuet or two, he came to a vent grate in the wall of Supply Field
C, high above and behind Castillo and her `negotiation party'. Well chief, let's do this. Davie peered through his
rifle's long range scope and watched the proceedings. He watched as Rufus
walked towards Rosette and hugged her. This
is it. he thought once more. 
 
 
<Tag, chief. If need be, my rifle is at your command. I'm
sure you have a plan already, but just in case, evening the odds.>