It was another day at the office for Zachary Arkwright. At least, that's how he hoped it came off. In truth he had a very important meeting and he wasn't sure how it would go. The past few months had been harrowing to say the least. Zach kept watching over his shoulder, half expecting the Imperium Guard to come bursting into his office at any minute. SAVIOR was in shambles and most members had been rounded up and subsequently imprisoned or worse. Somehow in all of this, Zach had flown under the radar. He'd only ever given his real name to one member: Gale Hartford, the member whom had brought him into the fold. Zach had been instructed to never give his name or position within the Ministry away to anybody else since the fewer that knew, the better. Gale's fate was a mystery to Zach, but he supposed that no news was good news at the very least. Zach could only presume he was either in hiding or deceased since he hadn't heard anything to the contrary.
Regardless, it still seemed like the Guard weren't onto him yet. Unfortunately the situation also left Zach's ambitions to end this regime and its tyranny in a bit of a tight spot. He knew he would need aid from somewhere and it was clear that it wasn't coming from his fellow countrymen. When he'd learned a diplomat from America had arrived in the UK during the previous week, he of course requested an audience with her. For the regime, he was supposed to be assuaging such diplomats, assuring them that everything was peachy and to mind their own business to put it bluntly. In reality though, Zach was going to start amassing some foreign allies once he determined who all he could trust. Surely America, land of the free, would oppose what was really going on in England? He hoped so.
Zach finished up some documents, denying several applications for visas to leave the country. He was under strict orders to deny almost every application to go abroad. People needed to be contained and locked into this country, lest word of what was really going on get out. Their was extensive screening needed to travel these days, but for the most part applications were simply just denied. Looking at the clock, Zach realized it was almost time for his meeting. Zach remained cool and confident as always. Hopefully this would go the way he wanted it to.
He did a bit of research into just whom he was meeting. Peregrine Jacobs was a neurologist, psychologist, and pro bono diplomat for America. He'd actually met with her mother once or twice years ago, but had yet to meet this young woman. From what he remembered of her mother, she had been pleasantly cordial and hopefully it ran in the family. Her work with psychology suggested a compassionate individual at least, which Zach knew he had to play into. He collected himself one last time, unsure of how this would go, but it was for the best. There wasn't enough time left to do any more paperwork, so he sat patiently waiting for his guest to arrive at his office in the Ministry.