The station was a mess as usual. Drunk pirates were everywhere. This was a dangerous place. A figure in a dark cloak drifted through a mass of merchants, unnoticed by most. He headed for a cargo bay at the most remote section of the station.
This wasn't his first time here, indeed he had come here many times on official business. He slowly punched a few codes into a keypad and a door slid open. He walked in just as the door closed behind him. In the bay a lone ship sat. It was a relatively modern Camara freighter. One built by DSE it seemed, but certain parts seemed... more advanced then the usual DSE model.
He walked towards it, casually taking note of a lone figure sitting on a crate in the dark.
"Your late Paul" a female voice declared
The approaching man didn't respond but walked closer.
The woman instinctively stood up and pulled out her side arm and aimed it as the hooded man. " Who are you?"
"Miss Porter, so nice to finally meet you" The man stepped raised his arms to show he was unarmed "I'm afraid your friend Paul couldn't make it.. seems he had problems getting past Liberty customs"
"Who are you, what did you do to Paul?"
"Paul was a traitor. He was working for the LSF. They recently convinced him to betray you by threatening his family" he reached into his pocket and pulled out a LPI ID badge.
"He was coming here to help me" Jessica blurted out, unsure of the stranger
" The name is Karl, Karl Agathon. Former Deputy chief of the Liberty Police. I had to pull a few strings to get Paul arrested before he could come here for you... but it won't be long before he gets loose"
"And you want me to thank you?"
He smiles "It couldn't hurt... fact is I know of the deal you made with him and I can help" he picked up a small computer pad and tossed it to her " This is a list of Liberty Cruiser parts I can arrange to have fall into your possession"
"How could you get your hands on all this?" she was still suspicious but the ThunderBay needed replacement parts and this could be the best way to get them.
"The LPI arranged to purchase a used Liberty cruiser from the Navy junkyards. Along with that, when I was Deputy Chief, I arranged a stockpile of parts to fix up that cruiser. Since then... command has decided not to purchase the cruiser and.. seems to have forgotten the parts"
"Alright I'm listening, just what do you want?"
"Me? I want to help. I've seen some strange things happening in Liberty and I think the Nomads are involved. You and the Order are Liberty's best chance." He sighed... and recalled a few stories of the Liberty navy acting odd.
"I had retired, but I've since rejoined the Police forces to get more intel from the inside" He looked at his watch " You'd better go, on that pad is a time and place to rendezvous and transfer the parts, don't be late"
He pulled the hood back up and disappeared into the shadows.
Jessica was still unsure of this man but, decided it was worth the risk. She headed into the Camara and prepared to launch. She checked the pad, on it was a series of coordinates on planet LA along with LPI under cover agent codes that would let her freighter land with no questions asked.
Iâll carry this flag
To the grave if I must
Because itâs flag that I love
And a flag that I trust
