Freeport 10's "Sylvania Dome"

[Doria]

Tony sat at the balcony of his apartment in Las Palmas, enjoying one of his medicinal cigarettes. His Marauder was ready to go at the launchpad, but he liked to take his time. He never liked to do anything in a hurry. He finished up his smoke, and took a last glance at the view of the city.

His dad's old apartment in Gran Canaria was worth a lot of money now, but he never sold the place. He wanted to keep it for times like this, when he wants to take a break from the Upper Taus and enjoy a little planetside time.

And there is the matter of the canarian women, of course. Ah, the women! But not even that made him forget that pretty gallic zoner he met in Freeport 6. Ah, the lips!

All of that was going through his mind as he took off from the planet. He took the route through Bretonia to the Cortez/Coronado/Baffin corridor. Soon he was back in the Taus. What a mess... From Tau 29 he called Sean at the Dome to know before hand if he had any news.

"Hey Sean! Its Tony, man! How are you?"

"Hey Tony, I'm fine. You coming back then?"

"Yeah! I'm in 29 already. Listen, can you make me a pepperoni pizza for the time I get at Ten? I'm already starving! I should get there in about one hour."

"No prob!"

"Okay, man. See you soon! Tony out."

Well, if Sean said nothing, so probably nothing of importance had happened since he left for Canaria almost a month ago. Things were going much slower since Achille's sudden retirement. He never gave any real motives. Just left, leaving a lot unresolved.

Soon he was arriving at Freeport Ten.

He couldn't wait to get that pilot gear off and have a smoke. And for the pepperoni pizza! As the ship entered the auto-dock sequence, he wondered if the repairs in the Dome were finally completed. If he had to bet, he would say 'no'.