Cameron Centurion
The First Son
Cameron offered the Captain no response. When they arrived in the command center, the Sith Lord's silver-green gaze swept briefly over the familiar form of Di'Vanca, offereing her a curt nod of his head. As a sign of respect for their hosts, the Sith Lord pulled back the hood of his cloak, allowing the fabric to fall around his neck. Inhaling steadily, he glanced to the projection and offered a simple nod. Unlike most of the Aesirs, Cameron did not maintain a dual personality. Aatrox had simply chosen to inhabit the body of his Hand, Cameron Centurion ceased to exist as far as anyone in the Crusade knew. Besides...he abhorred wearing masks.
"I personally dispatched one of our most experienced expeditionary forces. During the transit, I was informed of an additional force of Ithari Swarm Frigates arriving to support the effort. The Blade of Kalee will be principally supervising the operation." Cameron's voice did not trail, and he knew that Di'Vanca knew little and less of the woman that was the Hand of Kalee. His statement would be enough. [member="Pyrrha Nikkita"] and Priestess [member="Loxa Visl"] would not fail. They were Crusaders. Failure was not a part of the Book of Moross. "It will be enough." Turning to face Di'Vanca squarely, the Sith Lord fixed her with an emotionless expression as his silver-green gaze held her own gaze intently. "Please continue."
No intimidation tactic. Cameron merely chose to give the woman his full attention.
[member="Lorelei Darke"]
[member="Serian Loria"]
"I personally dispatched one of our most experienced expeditionary forces. During the transit, I was informed of an additional force of Ithari Swarm Frigates arriving to support the effort. The Blade of Kalee will be principally supervising the operation." Cameron's voice did not trail, and he knew that Di'Vanca knew little and less of the woman that was the Hand of Kalee. His statement would be enough. [member="Pyrrha Nikkita"] and Priestess [member="Loxa Visl"] would not fail. They were Crusaders. Failure was not a part of the Book of Moross. "It will be enough." Turning to face Di'Vanca squarely, the Sith Lord fixed her with an emotionless expression as his silver-green gaze held her own gaze intently. "Please continue."
No intimidation tactic. Cameron merely chose to give the woman his full attention.
[member="Lorelei Darke"]
[member="Serian Loria"]