“It’s a bit of an experiment,” Phule was saying, “a test to see if the Space Legion can be effective in more commonplace, civilian security roles. Of course, being stationed here on Lorelei is a real treat for my force. It really is a spectacular place. Can your cameras pick up some of the light displays behind us?”
Unnoticed by her fellow reporters, Jennie narrowed her eyes a bit at this. She had barely seen Phule in the weeks before his force’s departure from Haskin’s, and then only hurriedly-supposedly due to the pressures of preparing for their new assignment. So this was the tough duty he had been so engrossed in, eh?
“But don’t you feel that the rather massive firepower of a Space Legion company is unnecessary for normal security duty?” the interviewer pressed, ignoring Phule’s attempts to divert the interview from his force to the casino light displays.
“Oh, we won’t be carrying our normal weapons on duty in the casino, Jake.” Phule laughed easily. “But I’ve always found it’s easier not to use equipment you have than to use equipment you don’t have, if you know what I mean.” For the briefest second, his eyes flickered from the interviewer to look directly into the camera, as if he were speaking personally to one of the viewers.
“I’ve got to admit, your boy gives good interviews,” one of the reporters commented to Jennie. “He’s giving the impression of being just plain folks, but still managing to come across as someone you wouldn’t want to tangle with. Nothing to scare the tourists off there.”