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Doc re-entered Duncan's office, gently closing the door. He walked slowly and sighed as he entered. It was obvious, he was still trying to settle himself. He stood a few feet from Duncan and almost appeared shameful.
"I do apologize for my outburst, Mr. Stow," he said softly, "it's been building for some time and today, well, I lost it."
He took a look around, "I see our Corsair friend has left. I'm presuming to tell his Council of our defiance."
He sighed, "I've dealt with many of them in my own home. Did you know that the late leader of the late Omega Pirates Guild once tried to justify it's piracy to me? He calculated every item we transported, the cost to buy it and the profits we would receive to justify their "take."
He began to pace, "One of them threatened my own wife yet I've treated countless amounts of them in my medical facilities, continuing my policy of treating all regardless of affiliation. I think my judgement was wrong."
"Mr. Stow, I've received numerous messages. Zoners taking up arms to protect their homes, to drive back those who take from them and some threatening assasination. I feel that we have all but lost our influence, at least, I have mine."
He then removed his cloak, revealing the three heavy sidearms he kept on him, "I won't sit idle, Sir. I think it's time that we work together......but.....how? "