Libertonian Servicemember's Bar & Grill

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After Hartman's reply, Remus couldn't deny the fact that he'd intentionally wanted to get her attention. He was in fact worried that he'd lost communication with her ever since that last transmission.

"Alright...Alright.... you got me. I -did- expect to see you.. although not here I'm afraid.", Remus straightened his posture. Since that last transmission, he'd been talking to some of his colleagues to "clear" Jane's name from the 'wanted list'. A few recommendation letters here... and a couple of meetings there.... and presto... no more bad record. It is worth mentioning that he didn't do any of that illegal stuff to get the job done. Just that, he'd earned a good enough reputation among the officers of the Secondary Fleet and even more so when he was kidnapped by a 'certain' Junker.


Pushing the last few remaining forms aside, he motioned for the same waiter who brought him his drink before. After a few words, the waiter takes the awfully cold coffee away from the table and refills the Lt Cmdr's glass.

"To be honest, I was beginning to wonder where you went after that chat we had over the comms. And then here are you now, applying to the Primary Fleet."

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