<he nodded taking in the info with a surprised> "so you have a cloak huh,im impressed. ",he downed his first shot pouring a second> " ive retired from the marines,i fly zoner colors now till i can figure out what to do with myself"
Visible from the windows, a Liberty Dreadnought appears, although being comparable to a scrap ship. The command tower, sheared off. The front of the Dreadnought, mangled and twisted, bearing little resemblance to the ship it once was. The Engine plating panels, practically gone. The triple planted armor, now breached in some places. The upper deck itself was completely uninhabited, sealed off by bulkheads.
Pulling in between Socorro and the Las Vegas, the New Orleans' lower deck sparked to life, with several fighters launching to dock on the Las Vegas. Including them was an Upholder, one bearing marks of Commander Anders.
Anders walked in, followed by a loud rabble of the remnants of the crew of the New Orleans. Most wearing tattered Naval uniforms, including Anders. Now, the ship is more a base of operations for Anders and his mercenaries. Anders walks up to Alison, sitting down next to her and ordering a Liberty Ale, saying his quick greetings to several people he recognized along the way over.
"Lady, it's been too long."
He coughed and rubbed his face, which was rather unkempt itself. In truth, the kid looked like he had been to hell and back again.
"Sweet jaesus, Anders, what the bloody feck happened tae ye? Ye look loike ye been put through a compacter and then beaten. And yer ship, fer feck's sake, it looks loike the Rheinwehr had it's way wit ye."
gone four years, first day back: Zoners still getting shot in Theta :|
<jimmy looked over to see the new arivials and the giant tho beaten up battleship outside>" wow,so how was hell,captain?" he chuckled and poured himself another wisky>
"Jimmy, good tae see ya!"
He drained another shot and began pouring. "It's nice tae see the whole band getting back together. Course, it makes me wonder iffen there's any o us left in the Navy."
gone four years, first day back: Zoners still getting shot in Theta :|
A small shuttle enters the Vegas' scanner range. A automatically repeated message informs the dreadnought's bridge crew that there is only one passenger: Captain Franklin Carr, commander of the former Task Force gunboat Liberation.
The small craft enters the Vegas' airlocks and settles in the cramped hangar.
Anders downs quickly the ale he was given, and turns to face the two men.
"I'd say none of us know what hell is like. But it sure gotta be damn better then the things I'm doing. I'd tell ya all, but it'll cost a few drinks."
He chuckles, and spins his stool around to face Allison, picking at a piece of tattered blue uniform.
"You may not be my leader anymore, but I hope to god this place has a little store of old Naval uniforms that I could have. Given that most of me crew lost their lives during a pretty damn large scruff with "Hell" as these guys call it."
"Well, Anders, iffen yer lookin' fer a new uniform, why not try the Reds? I hear the ladies version is quite fetching."
Holmes chuckled and dropped another shot. What is this, four now? Ah, whatever. "In all seriousness though, it'd be nice to have a brother out there. God knows what we'll face. Not tha' i'm pushin', jus' askin."
He ordered another bottle of vodka and a round of Ale.
gone four years, first day back: Zoners still getting shot in Theta :|
<jimmy showed them a credit chip with a 4 digit number and chuckled> " trust me,ive got drinks covered,my treat you guys. ive gotta spend some of my retirement pension on something right. the spatial moored to starboard is mine and ive got an explorer now too,shes in delta on freeport 11"
<he downed his 3rd shot now and turned to the barkeep> "keep em coming for the group of us here missy"
Franklin Carr leaves the dock and quickly moves toward the casino. Upon entering, he immeadiatly sees the four other former TF7 members.
"Good day, everyone."
He signals the barman to pour him a Sidewinder Fang.
"I wasn't able to really get to know anyone while in the Task Force, so I guess I might as well do it now, as long as I have downtime from being on a cruiser."
He gratefully takes the full glass the barkeeper placed before him.
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