Ouray Inn (iRP)

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A small proximity alert turns on as an unidentified vessel approaches Ouray, as the auto-turrets lock on a transmission is sent from the vessel.

"This is Indigo, confirmation code One-Charlie-Delta-Three-Bravo... Requesting permission to dock."

Her voice was calm even though she had no idea if her code would still work, it had been months since she had been captured and the news would have probably had the code erased, but she had no where else to turn.

"I repeat this is Indigo, I was captured but recently escaped..."

She sighed as she got ready to pull the stolen shuttle into a dive, should they attempt to blow her out of the sky.

"This is Ouray." A male voice replied, "Your late..."

She couldn't help but smile as she heard the voice over the comm, "Is that you Henry, I didn't think you'd still be stuck operating the comm all this time." She heard a soft chuckle over the comm. "Well someone has to keep an ear out for a pilot who owes a certain someone a few drinks at the Inn, don't think your going to get out of the drinks you owe me that easily."

She laughed, "Well hurry up and clear the bay so I can land, and I'll get you your damn drink. Hell I could use one too. Two months aboard a Prison Ship is hell, didn't think I'd be experiencing that again, let alone breaking out of one again."

He laughed in return. "Bay two is open to you, and perhaps you'll have to tell me how you managed to break out this time."

"I will... But later, first I need to get cleaned up."

As Bay Two opened up for her shuttle, she moved in to land. "I'll see you there after my shift."

Landing the ship, she nodded to herself. "See you then, Henry."

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A few hours later at the Inn, Allison had finished cleaning herself up in one of the guest quarters of the Inn and had left to find a seat at the Bar. "What'll ya have?" The large Bartender asked her as she sat down. "Something strong." She replied, placing a few credits down that she earned from selling what was in the Stolen Shuttle. As her drink arrived, she leaned against the bar and enjoyed her new freedom back at home.

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