Senate Rebound

Tiara exited the building thoroughly shamed and exhausted. She had expended a great deal of effort trying to have the man back out his forces peacefully. All she got in the end was ridicule and shame. Once her father head about this it would not go so well. She wanted to be a warrior, something to be proud of. Yet they had made her a doll, plastic and fake for the world to see. As her eye adjusted to the light of the capital, she glance the man whom she had been arguing with. She held back a snarl. He was the last person she wanted to see right now.

She wanted to snap at him. Whose fault was it that her day had been a nightmare? But in the end she kept her curses to herself. She already had more that one mishap today. No need for more. Besides she was at fault as much as him. They must have argued like children in front of the senators. No wonder the men were angry. Though some of those men could learn to do their jobs better. She shut her thoughts off and looked to the man.

"Yes, I suppose it was," She replied curtly. "I am sure you feel the same thing as well." A quick exchange and she would leave. No need to stick around for a long conversation.

Tiara had to give the man credit. He knew the political game just as well as she did. Perhaps more so. Still with the insults he had thrown about the room, she had assumed that he had made up his mind about her long ago.

"There was a reason I tried to sneak aboard the ship going to the front lines." She answered. "I wanted to help more that just standing on a pedestal. I want to help the citizens but I was tied back by my father."

Tiara frowned. She was not the type to allow innocents to die, but she also harbored mistrust towards the angels. Still perhaps this man was right, maybe she had misunderstood the angel and simply had to speak with them.

"I am not willing to rally the people for a fight I do not believe in. However if you can prove to me that the angels are still on our side, then I think I could help you." If his words were true then this could be a step forward for the relationship that had been dirtied by war. Perhaps she could make a difference.

"The name's Tiara, not honey." She scoffed as she sat down in the shuttle. The inside of her mind was running through possible scenarios. Her father was going to kill her once she got back after her stunt with the council. Still if she could prove herself on the front lines and make a treaty with the angels there was hope for her yet. She looked to the man across from her as the shuttle took off, realizing that she didn't know his name.

"I never got you name and don't think they mentioned in the council meeting." Tiara summarized. "Who are you?"

Tiara was unsure if he meant it but Cole had a knack of pissing her off. It wasn't like she wanted to be some glorified idol for the military. She was force to take the position and did what she could from it.

"It was hypocritical and annoying." Tiara said coldly. "I asked people to throw away their livelihoods while sitting on a throne. I wasn't able to raise a sword in my own country's defense yet I told thousands to do so. At the very least I was able to keep moral high."

Tiara's eyes narrowed. For someone who was bitching her out in a room not an hour ago, he was acting strangely friendly. Far too friendly. Perhaps it was because of their fight in the room that had skewed her opinion of him, but... She shook herself from that train of thought. It was distracting and she needed to focus on more important things.

"The sooner we get to the battle field the better. Hopefully you can change my mind about these angels." Tiara quipped. She placed her internal debate to the side. she had to be away she was not among friends her. Allies perhaps but not friends. As soon as they crossed into the angel world, many would consider her an enemy. She had to stay vigilant. "What is the estimated time of arrival?" It would be better to mentally prepare herself for the war ahead.

"Almost sounds like we won't be needed then. " Tiara muttered as she watched the sky pass by the plane. She wasn't some battle junkie, she just wanted to make a difference, not stand on a platform and give speeches. It wasn't about killing but being recognized for her efforts in the war. If she could provide some sort of leadership or perhaps make her name known she could finally break the chains that bound her to her father. She would be independent.

"So we are playing the parts of commander then?" Tiara asked. "Telling the droid where to move and what to attack?"

Tiara nodded. It was a safe decision, on their part. They didn't know what she was capable of. Hell she didn't even known what she was capable of. Putting her in charge of an army of droids would probably be the same as putting a toddler in charge. She needed experience in the field before she could take command. Thus she needed to work her way up.

"I will do anything in my power to help. I would be grateful if I could be placed under someone who I could learn from."