I gave it a read-over and was happy to see that it was as she said, a formality. By signing it, I declared that I wouldn't betray the Consortium in any shape or form, that I accept their rules, that I was allowed to start my own faction due to my being a Vesper Phenom, that I acknowledged that I was expected to pull my weight in exchange for receiving their protection and investments, and the likes.
I signed it with my criminal alias, after which she brought out an artifact. It looked like a square object that fit in my palm perfectly. My primordial eyes scrutinized it before I even reached out to grab them. This was a simple artifact that allowed calls to go through in a wide range. Basically, a phone.
