"Talk about inappropriately dressed"

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"I'm afraid I may have to lodge an official complaint
with regard to the actions and conduct of one the members of your security
staff - Oh, good gracious; here he comes now..."
The two bodyguards standing behind Brittany
shifted their stances slightly as Davie Jones
strolled into the meeting room, replete with his battle armor and arsenal of
weaponry
"Wow" Brittany
smirked "Talk about inappropriately dressed"
"Mr. Jones here" she continued "broke into my suite and
terrorized one of my staff. In the first place, I should like to know under
whose authority he was acting? Secondly, I'd like to know how he managed to
gain access to my apartments, and finally I'd just love to hear why he thinks
it appropriate to be dressed for a planetary assault at a strategy
meeting?"
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            "Okay,"
said Davie, looking first at Amber, then at Brittany, feeling a
little uneasy in this situation,  "in
that order. Firstly, I was acting on my own authority."
            Amber
raised an eyebrow slightly as she listened, and Brittany's expression remained the same.
"Technically it's not illegal, so I figured I wouldn't be breaking diplomatic
immunity."
            Amber
suppressed a half smile as she realized which member of Brittany's staff he'd terrorized. "Now the
second one." said Brittany,
waving her right hand in a way that motioned him to continue, "How did you gain
access to my apartments?"
            "Easily;"
he said, "someone left the front door open."
            "What?"
            "Yeah."
            "Well,
smeg…" said Brittany
as Amber watched the exchange, slightly amused. "Now answer my third question;
why do think it's appropriate to wear the equivalent of a Simulant warship to a
strategy meeting?"
            "Oh, come
on!" said Davie,
"Don't tell your body guards aren't armed?" he said, nodding in the directions
of the two body guards standing to Brittney's flanks. She glanced up at them
from her chair, nodding in agreement. "Also," Davie continued, "there's still a few JMC
loyalist on board, not to mention Scythers left on board, and it nearly takes a
Simulant battle ship to take one down. I'm exaggerating of course but you get
my point. And besides, I was also commissioned to guard you when I'm not off
battling the dregs and smegs that the JMC throws at us. Plus not only am I
guarding you, but also everyone in this room. With so many important people in
one place, It would be a good idea to have some heavy weaponry nearby, just
in case someone decides to try launch a counter resistance and wipe us all out
in one go."
            Brittany's wore a
slightly surprised expression. What he
said made a lot of sense. Amber sat across from them, and as she watched the
exchange smiled internally. It was rather amusing to watch, she thought.
"Excuse me?" Amber cut in, "But we do have a meeting to get on with, you know?"
            Davie and Brittany
both looked at her, then back at each other in an almost comical movement.
 
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