[The following RP is an excerpt from a story posted in the Next Renaissance forums. It takes place immediately following the events depicted in this Live Event post]
. . ."If we wanted to chase ghosts, we could just drop in on the Merovingian," Gami remarked as he turned to stare out the floor-to-ceiling window behind him. "Why waste valuable time on this?"
"Your guess is as good as mine," replied Steelle, who had been studying a copy of the maps. "None of this makes much sense. Like why the hell Zion has never explored this area before? It's only a few hundred miles from here, at best. But, what I really don't understand is the importance of this now. What is Michael thinking?"
"I'll tell you what the Kid is thinking," replied a third voice, from the corner of the room. The voice belonged to Shinpseudo, leader of another of EPN's remaining factions, True Humanity. He stood up from his chair and walked to the desk, his brown leather coat rustling around him. He picked up the glossy folder and slid its contents out on the desk. "This is what he feels Zion should be doing themselves. The prodigal son is attempting to show Daddy how to stand on his own two feet again. Like our attack on the power lines; an attempt to show Zion up. Or maybe an attempt to get us back home?"
"Some of us don't want to go back to that," Gami growled. "Fighting only when attacked. Cowering underground. Waiting for the Machines to figure out a way to go in there and slaughter everyone. It's a stupid way to live."
"Yes, it is - we are all in agreement on that; but let's talk suggestions now rather than complaints. What do you propose we do?" asked Personlll. Shi Xin felt the corners of his mouth twitch upward at the "no-BS allowed" question from the no-nonsense leader of the Winter Brood. "None of us, not one Captain in this room, is the type to run and hide from the fight. None of us like it. But I can promise you one thing; none of the Brood is planning to quit operating under the EPN flag anytime soon!". . .